He pushes against me, trying to get me to move, but I don’t budge. Fuck that shit. “Pretty boy, I’d murder you. Get the fuck off of me. I’m going.”
We stare at each other for a few seconds before I back off. I can tell he’ll be back for her and that makes me even crazier thinking about that. She just happened to get lucky that I was here tonight to stop him. Next time she might not be so damn lucky.
I take a few steps back and allow him the space to walk out, but not to get close to her again. He turns before he walks out the door, grabs his cock and begins to speak. “Thanks again, Karma. As usual, you were sexy as fuck and felt perfect around my cock. You were made for me. Remember that. It’ll always be me and you.” He smirks, then walks out the shop before the pink haired girl locks it once again.
Karma releases a deep breath, like she’s been holding it for minutes, then she begins pacing.
“Who was that?” I have to ask questions because I hate how my gut is telling me he’ll be back.
“My ex.” She opens a drawer and puts a small pistol in a box, before she turns to look at me. I had no idea she was holding that gun.
“Karma.”
“Just don’t.” She stops me instantly, not allowing me to continue. She’s pissed and I can feel it all around me. “We fucked once. That doesn’t give you any say when it comes to my life.” She’s anxious and won’t even look at me as she starts to spout off her bullshit.
“Us fucking has nothing to do with my logic. Has he hurt you in the past?” She stops moving, only verifying my instincts.
My blood boils at the thought of his hands on her, hurting her in any way. Only filth would hit a woman and I can tell he’s one filthy fucker.
“You need some damn security in here if you’ll be working this late by your damn self,” I say firmly. “Even if I have to come here personally and do it myself.”
“I have people here. Plus, I’m armed and will have more artists soon. He can’t really hurt me anymore, so I’m not worried about him.”
“So is that why you had a gun in your hand? How exactly did you plan on getting him off of you? Shooting him while he towers over your small body?”
She finally looks into my eyes before she responds. Her blue eyes pierce mine with intensity. “Blaze, drop it. I can handle him. Thank you for stepping in tonight, but don’t ever do that shit again. Got it?”
I stand silently, staring into her eyes all the while making a few plans of my own to make sure she’s not alone this late at night again.
“Can I work you in another night? My mind is a mess and I want to be able to give you the best I can, and right now that’s not possible.” She looks at me with a sadness in her eyes that I hate right away.
I don’t know what her past is with this guy, but it clearly was not a good situation and my imagination is definitely giving me plenty of scenarios of how it went down.
It only makes me want to kill him myself so she never has to deal with him again.
“I’ll let you work the tattoo later, but I’m not leaving.” She relaxes after I reply and that gives me one ounce of hope that she’s actually going to spend some real time with me.
“You know I didn’t fuck him, right? I pierced his dick. He was just saying all of that to get a rise out of me.” She explains herself even though she doesn’t have to, but I have to say, relief washes over me to know he didn’t get to touch her when I’m still on her skin from earlier.
“That doesn’t surprise me.” I step closer, backing her against the same wall I just had him pinned against.
“Boss. Do you need me to stay late?” The pink haired girl pushes the door open wider and I don’t move a muscle.
Karma’s eyes don’t leave mine and we both breathe against each other’s face. I can feel my cock twitching between us even though I’m trying to hold back.
“Thanks, Charlie. I think I can handle it from here. Is Bones still here?”
“He’s finishing up now. I’ll lock up and leave with him, if you think it’s ok to do so?”
My cock decides to tell me to fuck off and gets excited at the fact that we’re about to be alone again. There’s no hiding the fact that I want inside her again.
She nods at Charlie and I smile like I just won the damn lottery.
I’m getting ready to give her the fucking of her life, especially now that my adrenaline is pumping full of rage that didn’t get released.
MY EMOTIONS ARE ALL OVER the place tonight. I was hoping I’d never see Ryan again, but I should’ve known I wouldn’t be that damn lucky.
He’s an insensitive ass and it breaks my heart that I let him be in my life for as long as I did. The things he’s done to me can never be forgiven. I honestly can’t believe I agreed to pierce him tonight.
He was adamant that I be the one to do that for him since he taught me everything I know. After I had his dick in my hands, he changed his entire demeanor and then started talking about missing my touch.
It took everything I had not to truly stab him in his hard dick, but I held back knowing he would be gone soon, one way or another.
I definitely found comfort in knowing Blaze would be here tonight. That feeling both soothed me and pissed me off. I don’t want to become dependent on another man, in fact I never will again. I’ll make damn sure of that.
“You should come home with me.” Blaze is pressed up against me, his hands running down my body, tempting me in all the perfect ways, but I have no desire to go home with him. His house is full of insanity and that’s something I’ve had enough of tonight.
“That’s the last thing I should do.” My response is breathy and almost pathetic. He has a way of making me feel so good and now my body betrays my intentions with him by craving more.
“I could convince you otherwise,” he breathes. His hand reaches between my legs as he slides his fingers under my panties, touching me so damn good. His other hand raises my dress and lifts my ass until I’m pulled up against him.
Damn him for being this demanding and damn me for loving it.
“Your place is crazy tonight. Maybe some other night.”
He smiles like he knows he just won, with my weakness of the promise of great sex. I have to admit, he’s hands down the best I’ve had and I know we just barely touched the surface of the possibilities between us.
“Ok then, we’ll go to your place.” He speaks with his lips brushing over my cheek and his fingers dipping further inside me. He’s so damn hard to resist right now.
I moan some sort of response that neither agrees nor denies him. I hear Charlie yell out that they’re leaving and that only sends desperate intensity between Blaze’s body and mine.
He moves his fingers faster in and out of me before he leaves me empty and wraps my legs around his waist.
“Or we could just fuck right here.” He’s walking me to the table that I lay my clients on before I stop him.
“No. We’ll go to my place. Just give me a minute and you can follow me there.” I’m in the mood for a little more than just a quick fuck that we had earlier and I hope he is too. The stress of tonight needs to just fade away and this seems like the perfect distraction.
“I’m getting your fucking number after this.” He sets me down and watches me closely. His hand slides around the back of my neck and into my hair, sending a chill over my body and making me want him to continue.
“Why do you pretend to want my number? We both know you’ll never use it.” His look changes as his eyes focus on mine again like he’s trying to figure me out.
“Oh, I have a feeling I’ll be calling you often, but we can talk about all of this later because I’m giving you a five-minute warning before I fuck you right here. You have my dick bulging at the thought of fucking you again. Time starts now.”
He steps back and watches me move around the shop, shutting the last of it all down. Thanks to Charlie, there’s not much left to do, so I pull the money bag from the drawer and we both head to the door.<
br />
He follows me closely as I drive less than a few miles to my house. I watch the headlights from his truck in the rear view mirror and catch myself in disbelief over what I’m about to do again.
I’ve gone months without sex just to stay focused on building my business up here and in one day he has me coming back for more, practically craving his touch.
I park in the garage and he meets me before I can even get out of the car. He reaches for my hand and holds it as if he’s assisting me out of the car, only to pull me into his chest once I’m standing.
“Your five minutes are up.” His deep voice bolts through my body and promises pleasure in simply the tone of his voice.
“Can I at least close the garage door? Or should we just fuck in my driveway for all the neighbors to see?” He smiles at my reply and leans in until our lips are connected, teasing me with his tongue and forcing my back against the side of my car.
“Your choice. You know I’m down for people watching.” He moves quickly, allowing his hands to slide over my body until he’s touched me everywhere it counts again.
“Karma. How are you this fucking sexy? You have me dying to see all of your tattoos again, since my impatient ass didn’t pay attention last time.”
He begins to kiss down my neck and chest, sending a tingling rush over my skin. He slides the material of my dress down exposing my breasts, taking in one nipple before the other, biting just slightly on the metal in each one.
My mind goes back to the girls in my shop tonight. “So I hear you really like nipple piercings.” He mumbles something as he pushes both of my tits together and buries his face, licking his way around them both.
“Fuck yes I do.” His touch feels so good, I decide to drop any comments I want to make and just let him do his magic. “Let’s go inside.”
“I was looking forward to the neighbors knowing my name.” His cocky grin has me laughing when he wraps my legs around his waist again, picking me up and walking me inside. “But I guess they’ll still hear you from inside. Hit the button when we pass and tell me where I’m going.” He’s so damn demanding and I can’t even stop him because he’s matching what I want.
I let him carry me and kiss me all the way inside. His hands move under my dress before he grips my panties, yanking them with enough force to rip them. I shift my hips and the lace falls to the floor just inside the kitchen.
He walks me to the nearest wall before he rests me against it and pulls his shirt over his head.
Shit, his shoulders seem even larger with his shirt off. I can’t stop myself from running my hands over him. The bulging muscles make it a rough pass over his shoulders and arms and I find that sexy as hell. I can’t get enough of his body.
“Alright, I’m about to fuck you in every room of this house since you seem to be at a loss of words. How do you feel about the kitchen table?”
He takes my breath away as he rolls his hips forward, rubbing his bulging jeans over my clit and biting my lip at the same time. His large hands pull me even closer against him while his tongue begins to leave a wet trail down my neck.
In an instant, he has consumed me.
“I don’t care where, Blaze. Just fuck me.” I grow greedy and impatient the more he moves on me, working me up yet again.
“How do I get out the back door?” He speaks between rough kisses and heavy breathing, desperate to get where we’re going.
“Behind you.” He grips my ass and begins to walk us both outside. I wrap my arms around his neck and bite his shoulder, before I rake my nails across his back, no doubt leaving marks as I do.
“Fucking hell. That’s it. Since you seem to like it rough, that’s what you’re getting again.”
I don’t have time to respond before my back is against the brick wall and he’s ripping my dress from my chest. The moon shines brightly on us as I look into his eyes, watching his every move.
The aggression in his touch turns me on more than ever and I can barely handle waiting for him to free his cock and put a condom on.
Our breathing is loud already, but gets louder as he enters me. He feels so good as he works his way deeper with each thrust.
My back scrapes against the rough bricks each time he moves us, my dress blocking part of it, but my shoulders bearing the most.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He moves into me hard, exhaling against my cheek as he does. He flattens his hands out on the wall beside my head on both sides and I wrap myself tighter around his body.
He keeps moving us until I’m rotating my hips and thrusting myself up and down his cock, screaming through an orgasm. I don’t care at the moment who can hear me, I want to see this orgasm through to the very end. I keep moving on him until I’m literally dripping wet from my own release.
The rush of the moment leaves me breathless and sensitive to his next thrust. I pull back and he knows to enter me slowly this time. The smile on his face as he moves forward to kiss me tells me he’s proud of himself for sending me into that crazy spin of chaos. And this time I let him kiss me without resisting.
I’ll let him have that moment of accomplishment, because he literally made me climb him and ride him like I’ve never been fucked before in my life.
His cock makes me crazy and it’s going to be hell getting him out of my mind after this day.
I’M NOT GOING TO LIE, every call that I’ve had this damn week, I’ve been imagining Karma’s perfect body and how good it felt to be buried inside her.
Last week, after we had sex for the second time in one damn day, she made sure that I left her house, before the thought of staying over could even cross my mind.
It’s like she’s trying to fight her attraction for me, when I know like hell, that she fucking loves my company.
I’ve done everything in my power to make sure of that and I don’t plan to stop. Especially now that I’ve learned of her piece of shit ex.
Now that Lynx has stopped taking calls, and has made me the top Alpha, I’ve barely have time to breathe. Business is busy and all of the changes are only making it harder to have a free moment.
I haven’t seen Karma since I spotted her at Club Royal a few days ago, dancing so damn sexy on that dance floor. She only gave me a few minutes of her time, before she left me standing with a damn hard-on, wanting more of her. She knew damn well what she was doing when she danced against me like she did. I could feel the sexual tension between us and I know she did too.
As much charm as I attempted to work on her, she refused to come back to the mansion with me, even to celebrate my damn promotion. When I told her that Lynx was moving me up to top Alpha so he could focus on his relationship with Rebel, she just smiled and simply said congratulations.
She mentioned how messed up her life is right now and that she needed space, so I did just that. I’ve given her a little time to think straight, but have still made it clear that she’s to call me if that asshole ever enters her shop again.
I won’t hesitate to rough his ass up and give him the ass kicking that he deserves.
“Hey you, blonde dick.” Rome knocks on the door to my office and pokes his head inside. “We still having that group meeting in five? The guys are waiting and getting impatient as fuck. Some have calls lined up soon.”
I turn around in my chair and place my hands behind my head with a smirk, enjoying my new position. “How does it feel, fucker? Never thought you’d be taking orders from my ass, did you? That’s what happens when you know how to work your shit right,” I tease, just to get under his skin.
“Fuck you, dumbass. Doesn’t bother me any. My caller numbers have been rising like crazy this week. I’ve been taking so many calls that my dick hurts and shit. This is crazy and I love the fuck out of it.”
I smile with a proud feeling of accomplishment for the House. “Damn straight. I’ve been promoting the hell out of the website and Lynx has had Rebel focusing on the same whenever she gets a chance.”
“I’m not complaining.” Rome laughs
. “I saw that your ass even set up a Facebook page for the Alpha House. Have fun with that because the messages and comments will never stop on that page. Over two-hundred women have already posted on the damn wall.”
I run my fingers through my beard and stand up, Alpha stretches and stands to follow me. “Over two hundred thousand likes in less than a week. Give it a month and see how much your dick hurts then. You think two-hundred posts on the wall is a lot, just wait until you see all of the messages that have already poured in since the other day. Most of them have already signed up and shared with their friends.”
Rome looks behind him, when a wadded up pair of socks hits him on the shoulder.
“Get your asses down here,” Knox yells from below. “I have a call in five minutes and I’m not missing this shit so we can stand around with our dicks in our hands for the fuck of it.”
We both make our way downstairs, with Alpha at our feet, never missing the opportunity to be our entertainment at a group meeting.
“Alright, fuckers.” I smirk, while crossing my arms over my chest. “I made a Facebook page for the Alpha House and I’m going to need you guys to help answer questions and run the page. It’s a team effort and I need everyone on board to help keep this shit running smoothly. Lynx has already had me add everyone on as admins. There are a shit ton of messages and questions already so jump on that shit.”
“That page is already blowing up and going crazy,” Nash speaks up. “I’ve already added over a hundred callers to my wait list.” He pulls the front of his cowboy hat down in the front and crosses his arms as he leans against the couch. “I like it and I’m always ready for a challenge. These women want a Southern gentleman that will give them what they want and that’s what I’m here for.”
“Alright,” Levi agrees. “I’ll check it in the mornings when I get up. Shit. As if I don’t have enough to do. Don’t expect us to be able to keep up though with our dicks in our hands most of the day.”
Everyone else agrees, with a little bitching, to check in between their calls, ending the group meeting so everyone can get back to their calls.
Two Can Play (Alphachat.com #2) Page 4
