“You’re usual?” Tony, the bartender asked.
“Yeah, what’s good tonight?” Braelynn asked him, looking out across the floor. Definitely some cuties. She caught herself rocking and stopped before she looked desperate for a fucking.
“There’s a few, the man to the right of the stage is right up your alley.” Tony pointed him out.
Braelynn looked in the direction he was pointing as Tony went to fix her drink. A man stood to the side of the stage looked mighty tasty. He’ll do, she decided before Tony returned with her vodka shot and her glass of wine. She tossed back the shot and smacked her lips at the taste. She drank half her glass of wine before tapping the glass for a refilled. Tony knew the deal. Even though she frequented the club, she needed to be on a different level. A quick shot gave her that little extra she needed for the task at hand.
“Get it girl,” Tony called as she set off in the direction of the single male by the stage.
He had an Italian model look to him with his black hair slicked back and his Armani suit. She paused when Clarise, a tall blonde, approached him. To Braelynn’s surprise, the man turned her away quickly. For a moment, she thought that maybe Tony had been off his game and the man in front of her batted for the other team. That was until he looked over at her and smiled. Oh yeah, momma gonna get an internal massage tonight, she thought to herself.
“Hello, beautiful.” The man held out his hand. “I’m Guarino. Just call me Rino.”
“Nice to meet you, Rino. I’m Braelynn.” She placed her hand in his and watched as he brought it to his lips.
“Here for a little fun?” he asked, looking into her eyes.
“Absolutely.” She smiled back at him.
After a few minutes of getting to know each other, Rino took Braelynn by her hand and led her to one of the privacy rooms. Sliding his membership card into the key swipe the door unlocked. It wasn’t a large room, compared to the rest of the place. It was the size of a bathroom. There were different rooms of different sizes, but if you weren’t planning on being there most of the night then why spend the money. It had the necessities that they needed, mainly a couch.
Rino was attentive at first. Braelynn enjoyed a man kissing her body. He had her naked before he even took his shirt off. She laid back on the couch to let him explore. Her body ached with the need to be filled.
“Time to stop the teasing and give me what I came for,” Braelynn demanded. She undid his belt buckle.
“Oh, yeah. I got what you need,” he assured her.
Little did she realize how much he didn’t have what she needed. He was grunting and she couldn’t figure out why until his eyes rolled back. Disappointment set in hard when she realized he just came. They hadn’t been in the room ten minutes, and she wasn’t even aware that he was already inside her. She was starting to think it was her until he pulled out and she realized when he said a little fun, that’s what he meant. Some say size doesn’t matter but in truth having some size does matter.
“That was excellent,” Rino said, cleaning himself up and pulling up his pants. “Did you have fun?”
“It was a different experience,” she responded. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but she definitely won’t be repeating it.
“Good, I have to run. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.”
“Maybe.” She doubted that.
He left the room for her to get dressed. Damn it, Tony. Braelynn checked her watch. Man, damn. She wanted to get back to her friends before Annette was too tipsy to make it home on her own. She drank the rest of her wine before slipping her dress back on. Straightening her dress, she left the privacy room. On a mission, she went straight to the bar in search of Tony.
“You’re out already?” Tony asked when she approached.
“Yeah, and you lost your magic. He certainly didn’t have what I needed.” She tapped the side of her glass and Tony poured her another glass.
“Here,” Tony slid a vodka shot her way. “Have another shot on me. I can’t believe I was wrong.”
“Way wrong.” Braelynn tossed the shot back and followed it with a sip of her wine.
“Come on back. I’ll take care of you.” Tony lifted the bar flap for her to come behind the bar.
“What about Bryan? Won’t he get jealous.”
“Only because he couldn’t help.” Tony laughed. “He knows sometimes you need a finish off. We enjoy being able to help you out.”
“You two are fabulous.” Braelynn accepted his offer and joined him behind the bar.
“What’s fabulous is the scrumptious piece of tail before me.” Tony smacked her ass as he led her passed the stock room and to the office.
“You won’t be missed?”
“Nah, Hannah has it covered.” Tony pulled her into the office and closed the door behind him.
Tony knew she could care less about foreplay. Her body was begging for a release. She was to the point of cramps, but she knew the medicine she needed was right behind her. Bending her over the desk in the center of the room, Tony hiked up the skirt of her dress. The sound of his zipper was music to her ears. Release would come. Without any words Tony pushed inside her. Placing his hands on her hips he pulled her to him as he pounded into her. Tony wasn’t the biggest, but at least he touched the sides. He moved one hand from her hip to her clit. With a little pressure he rubbed her bud. Her release came and she moaned out. His grip tightened on her hip as his release followed. She rested her body on the desk as her clit throbbed from her release.
“Thank you, Tony. You don’t know how much I needed that.”
“From what I know of you, you only come here when you need it.” Tony said zipping his pants.
“Why can’t you and Bryan be straight?” she joked.
“Braelynn, we are many things including straight.” He smiled and smacked her bare ass again.
“If you say so.” Wiggling her ass, she slid her dress down over her hips.
“We’ll get Bryan in on this next time,” he offered, opening the office door.
“Sure,” she walked out with him.
“There’s a bathroom right here. I’ll see you out there.” Tony motioned back up the hall leading into the club.
“Thanks,” she went into the bathroom across the hall.
Braelynn freshened up before joining Tony back out at the bar. Voices were louder as more members had shown up. More people were out on the dance floor, some weren’t even dancing. Braelynn averted her eyes from the groping pair. No need in firing up her sensors more, now that she had her release.
“I hear I missed the fun.” Bryan handed her a shot.
“Hi, Bryan.” Braelynn gave Tony’s boyfriend a hug. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Been busy upstairs.” Bryan pointed up.
“What’s upstairs?” She’d always wondered.
“Client specific space.” Bryan chose his words with obvious thought.
“Okay, what does that mean?”
“It means only specific clients have access to those floors.”
“Translation, it’s none of my business.” Braelynn shoulders sunk. Damn, she was hoping she’d finally find out.
“Maybe one day.” Bryan kissed her forehead.
“Thanks for letting me borrow Tony for a bit. It really was an emergency.”
“Pleasure was his. Maybe next time it will be mine.” Bryan sipped his scotch before opening the bar flap to let her out from behind the bar.
“Next time,” she agreed. “I gotta get out of here guys. The girls are waiting for me.”
“When you going to bring them here?” Tony asked as he was pouring a gentleman’s drink. “You’re allowed to bring a guest.”
“I’ve been trying to get Annette to come with me. She’s not having it right now though,” she explained.
“She’ll come eventually. Have a good night, Braelynn.” Bryan took her hand in his and gave it a tight squeeze.
“Anytime you need us, we’re always here.”
Tony came over and wrapped her in a hug.
“Thanks guys.” Braelynn left the club, pulling her club membership card out of her purse.
Using the membership card, she swiped it to get the elevator going to the ground floor. Pulling out her phone, she sent a text to Annette letting her know she was on her way. Before putting her phone away, she debated on whether to make another call or not.
“What harm could it do?” she asked herself.
Tonight, had been a huge disappointment. Thankfully, Tony was there to save the night or she would have been riding a train until satisfaction came. Is it going to be like this forever? If she made the call, she would be guaranteed satisfaction. Fuck it. She pulled out the business card she previously thought about trashing and dialed the number.
Four
Sitting at his desk, Ronan read over a financial report when his phone started ringing.
“Ronan Styles,” he answered.
“Mr. Styles, it’s Gerri Wilder.”
“Ms. Wilder, of course.” He closed the folder and sat back in his seat. “I didn’t expect to hear from you this soon. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours.”
“It just so happens that I ran into Braelynn last night. I offered her the same as I did you a year ago. Lucky for you, she called back a lot quicker than you.”
“That’s probably not a good sign.”
“It’s a sign to you that no human can handle her.”
“What’s so special about her that has you all in a twist?”
“I’m not in a twist. Without me she’s not going to trust a shifter enough for a date.”
“Why is that?”
“Oh, because that’s not my business, you’ll have to ask her.”
“Meaning you don’t know.”
“Oh, I know. I just won’t tell you. I’m sure if you ask, she’ll have no problem telling you though.”
“I’ll have to remember that. So how does this work?” Ronan asked, expecting twenty questions.
“I’ll give you Braelynn’s phone number. Give her a call and set up a date. It’s that simple.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it. Just a few things though. When you take her out, you may want it to be in a place where you two can have some privacy.”
“Privacy? I can only hope she’ll jump my bones right there in the restaurant.” Ronan smiled into the phone. His smile faded when Gerri laughed.
“You’ll want privacy.” Gerri laughed lightly. “She has a hyperactive sex drive and pleasure is right up her alley. In fact, I’m positive she’ll be disappointed if you didn’t try and seduce her.”
Seducing a woman was easy. This was going to be better than he thought.
“Before I forget. If you bring flowers, don’t bring roses,” Gerri added.
“What should I bring then?” He thought all women like long stem red roses.
“That’s up to you. Just not roses of any color. And don’t dally around. You wait too long and you’ll miss your chance with Braelynn.”
“I thought she agreed to this?”
“She did, but if you don’t call today don’t be surprised if she has someone else tomorrow. She’s a special woman, Ronan. Her bed won’t stay empty long,” Gerri warned him.
Ronan jotted down the phone number as Gerri read it out to him. With Braelynn being a human there were many places that she had never been. Places that cater specifically to non-humans. There was no doubt he could show her a good time.
“I can have everything arranged for you if you’d prefer,” Gerri offered.
“I think I can handle it myself.” Ronan had wooed many women. A human won’t be any different. “You want me to seduce her without roses.”
“Seducing her is the easy part. Just because you succeed in that doesn’t mean you’ll seduce her heart. You’re going to have to put some effort into this,” she warned.
“Are you hooking me up with a porn star? I haven’t had one of those,” Ronan teased.
“No, but she very well could be if she wanted.”
“Then I won’t keep her waiting.”
“Don’t play, Ronan. You’ll only get one chance. Fuck it up, and she won’t give you another. She’s what you need. Once you get to know her, you’ll realize she’s what you want, too.”
“You think you know it all don’t you?”
“I’m confident in my skills. I’m never wrong about these things. Let me know how things turn out. Have a good day, Mr. Styles.”
“You too, Ms. Wilder.” Ronan hung up the phone.
How can a woman he had only seen briefly know what he needs or wants? Ronan picked up the post-it with Braelynn’s number on it. Where do you take a woman who likes sex but hates roses? A hotel? No, he thought. Gerri isn’t a pimp. She’s not trying to help him get laid. She’s helping him find his life mate.
Deciding to make reservations he called a place he knew catered to every species. They have something for everyone. He could easily change the time if he needed to. With reservations set, he dialed Braelynn’s number.
“Hello?” A sweet voice answered.
“Hello, Braelynn? This is Ronan Styles. I believe Gerri Wilder told you about me.”
“Oh, hi, I wasn’t expecting your call today.” Ronan could hear the smile in her voice.
“Gerri told me not to wait around. Thought we could get together tonight for dinner, say around 6:30?”
“Yeah, I’m free tonight.”
“I can swing by and pick you up.”
“No,” she cut him off. “I can meet you at the restaurant.”
Briefly he wondered why she didn’t want him picking her up. Then he remembered what Gerri said about her not trusting shifters. Braelynn wouldn’t be able to meet him where they were going because she was a human. He gave her the address to the hotel he was staying at. She’d be able to meet him at the bar next to the lobby. There would be plenty of people around for her to feel comfortable when they met.
“I’ll meet you there at 6:30. Does that sound better?” he asked.
“Yeah, I can do that. Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise,” Ronan said. “I guarantee you haven’t been there.”
“If I don’t know where we’re going, how will I know what to wear?”
“Dress up and you’ll fit in just fine.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then.”
“I look forward to it.”
Getting off the phone with Braelynn, Ronan smiled to himself. She had a soft voice that reminded him of how delicate humans were. No matter what Gerri believes, Ronan wasn’t sure Braelynn was going to be able to handle his size. Hopefully, she was durable and wouldn’t rip in two. Looking at his watch, he still had several hours before he had to meet Braelynn. Her name had a nice ring to it. He tried to imagine how she would look. Was her hair long enough for him to wrap in his hands? What color was it?
On his ride to his hotel, he spotted a flower stand with a variety of colorful flowers. Every woman he had dated enjoyed receiving flowers on their first date. Braelynn may not like roses, but she was bound to like something else. Having his driver pull over, Ronan got out and went over to the flower stand. He stood there for a minute taking in the different flowers in all the array of colors. Some blue and purple flowers, those are the ones she’ll like.
“What can I get for you, sir?” An elderly woman stood from a chair behind the stand.
“I need a bouquet made of these.” Ronan pointed to the flowers he wanted.
“Excellent choice, sir. Phalaenopsis orchids,” she told him as she pulled out tissue papers and ribbons. “Would you like some white ones in there, too?”
“No, I believe the blue and purple will be perfect by themselves,” he replied.
Checking his watch, he kept an eye on the time as the woman fixed up the bouquet. Once she had her tissue paper and clear wrap laid out, it didn’t take her long to wrap the flowers. Paying for the flowers, he quickly got back in the car. He stil
l needed to shower. Walking into the lobby, he veered toward the attached bar. A casual glance inside proved useless. There wasn’t a woman of any interest inside. He still had thirty minutes before he had to meet Braelynn. Stepping into the elevator, he looked forward to what the night would bring.
Five
Not wanting to act like a sex-crazed maniac, Braelynn took care of her sexual urges. With a vibrator between her legs she tried to imagine what Ronan looked like. His voice was sexy, so she imagined he would be too. She played out different scenarios as her pleasure peaked. After coming, she laid spread out on her bed knowing that her toys weren’t enough.
“Ugh!” She slammed her fist down beside her on the bed. How was she going to get through tonight? He was going to think she was a freak.
Knock, knock, knock. The sound caught her attention. She had called Annette to borrow a dress. Braelynn hadn’t had a need for a fancy dress, and work had been slow lately leaving her unable to buy a dress for her date. Annette was her last option. Knock, knock, knock.
“Coming,” Braelynn shouted, jumping up from the bed. Grabbing her robe off the dresser, she put it on and ran to the door.
“Almost thought you chickened out,” Annette said with an arm full of dresses and a makeup kit in hand.
“Not quite. Though the thought did cross my mind,” Braelynn replied. When she opened her closest and realized she had nothing to wear, she almost called Ronan back to cancel.
“Good thing I’m here to save the day.” Annette came into the apartment and set her makeup kit on the coffee table. Taking each dress from her arm, she spread them out on the couch. “Which one do you like?”
Braelynn looked over the dresses. Annette had some beautiful dresses of many styles and colors. Picking up a lavender color gown she looked at the tag. Damn it. She dropped it back down and picked up the next dress, not really for the way the dress looked but to see the size.
“Shit. Annette, I’m not going to be able to wear any of these.” Braelynn dropped the dress back onto the couch. “I’m screwed.”
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