The Tower (The Tarot Series Book 1)

by Rhylee Davidson

  Turning to the bartender, she orders three double shots of Grey Goose, and promptly downs one after another, slamming the empty glasses down one by one on the bar top. Picking up her pomegranate martini, she chases them down. Get it together, Katrina. Why the hell do you care what he does? He’s not your boyfriend, your lover, or even a friend. He’s nothing to you. Stop letting your insecurities fuck with your head. Get a grip and go have a good time.

  Almost immediately feeling the effects of the alcohol she just consumed, Kat grabs Tony who’s leaning against a support column, talking to a few buddies from the track, and interrupts his conversion with an, “Excuse me, boys,” while pressing herself against him. Winding a long lean leg around his, she gives him a kiss so hot, people are yelling, “Go get a room.” Neither of them seems to care at that moment.

  When they finally break apart, Tony asks, “What is that for?”

  “I felt like it, do you mind?”

  “Hell no, I don’t mind.”

  “Good, then come dance with me.”

  Taking her hand, Tony leads her to the dance floor. Kat is feeling no pain. Fuck Gage! She’s here grinding against Tony. A real man. A really hot sexy man, who is kind and caring and makes her feel good. The music is loud and upbeat. They dance so close together, there’s barely any space between them. The more the music plays, the more Kat uses her body to grind against him. She is poured into a very short, black leather skirt, a red, zipper-front bustier, and a matching black leather jacket. When the music finally stops, Kat and Tony walk over to the bar for another round of drinks.

  The band takes the stage for another set, while hydraulically lifted podiums begin rising out of the floor. Each podium extends three feet out of the ground, as silver metal poles stretch upward out of them, stopping at ceiling height. Kat grabs Tony’s hand, “Come on, I’m going to dance for you.” Taking off at a run, she heads towards the nearest podium, leaps into the air, soaring high enough that she easily lands on the three foot high base. Grabbing the metal pole, she gracefully swings herself around it.

  Every pair of eyes in the room is on her. She knows it and loves it. Thoroughly enjoying herself, she seductively dances and contorts her body around the pole in time to the music. One guy after another tries to climb up there with her, but she won’t let them. Instead, she shakes her head no and places the bottom of her 5-inch high pumps squarely on their chest, while lightly pushing them down. It’s sexy as hell and instead of discouraging them, it only encourages them to keep trying. She turns, watching Tony, and reaches her hand out to him, pulling him up on the podium with her. Kat dances for him while he runs his hands up and down her tight body.

  From across the room, she spots Gage staring daggers at her while the bimbettes try to command his attention by hanging on either side of him. He doesn’t respond, but by now Kat doesn’t care. She hasn’t been on stage in such a long time and realizes just how much she really misses dancing and the attention it brings. Even though she isn’t dancing a ballet tonight, she’s enjoying every minute of it.

  Happy, and totally buzzed, she feels Tony come up behind her. Leaning back, she reaches her arms around him, grabs his ass while using hers to grind against his hard cock. She watches as Gage drop his arms from around the bimbettes and notices his eyes make an almost smoky shift. He looks furious and the thought of that makes her hold eye contact with him and flash a smile.

  When she finally breaks eye contact, she moves Tony back, jumps up on the pole, swings herself around and flips her body so she’s hanging upside down from it by her legs. This puts her face to face with Tony. Kat takes his face into her hands giving him a long, smoldering, open-mouthed kiss while hanging upside down. The club goes wild. It’s the hottest thing they’ve ever seen. Kat breaks the kiss, sliding down the pole head first and dismounting by doing a handstand before standing upright. Her leather skirt is so tight, it doesn’t even budge.

  Jumping down, Tony takes Kat by the hand, helping her down. They head through the massive crowd gathering around her to the bar. They both order another shot, which they quickly swallow down. By the time they put their empty glasses down on the bar, Gage is there furiously shouting at the bartender, “Cut her off!”

  Turning on him she shouts back, “What the hell do you mean, I’m cut off?”

  “You’re drunk and causing a commotion in my club, so you are cut off, or are you too drunk to understand that? No more alcohol for you, Kat.”

  Turning to Tony he spits, “If she came with you, I suggest you get her the hell out of here and take her home. I can’t have people paying attention to her and not the band while they’re on stage. Besides, someone’s going to get hurt while they’re trying to climb all over her.”

  Tony gives Gage a dirty look. “Come on Kat, let’s get out of here! We have other things we both want to do right now, anyway.”

  Gage flashes a murderous look at both of them. For a second, his eyes shine with a bright green light, almost like a laser. Then it’s gone.

  “No! No fucking way. I feel good, but I have not had too much to drink. What are you trying to imply, Gage? Am I slurring my words? Am I having problems walking, am I falling all over myself?” She taunts him, “No, I know I’m not. I know I’m walking and speaking just fine, otherwise I would not have been able to get up on that podium and dance, let alone hang upside down on the pole and make out with Tony without falling on my head. I’m a trained dancer and I know what I’m doing, so back the fuck off! Get off my back and stop trying to ruin our good time.”

  Again, something strange appears to happen to Gage’s eyes. “No Kat, you need to go home and sleep it off before I ban your ass from The Pit for good.”

  “For what? You can’t do that!”

  “Well I just did!”

  “I want to speak to the manager!”

  “You are speaking to the manager.”

  “Fine, then I want to speak to the owner.”

  “I am the owner! Now what?”

  “Bullshit.”

  “No, not bullshit. I own the club and I say you’re cut off and it’s time to go home.”

  “Kat, let’s go. I don’t know what all this bullshit is about, but I don’t want any trouble tonight.”

  Turning around, Kat yells, “Well I do!” and takes a swing at Gage, landing a right on his chiseled jaw.

  Grinning, Gage grabs both her arms, pinning them behind her back. “That’s it, you’re coming with me!” he shouts and begins pushing her through the crowded room. “I should have my bouncer toss your ass out onto the street.”

  “Oh really! Well, why don’t you try it then?”

  “Gage, let go of her. She didn’t do anything wrong until you started this bullshit of cutting her off and telling her to leave for no reason. I’ll get her out of here, even if I have to throw her over my shoulder and carry her to the car,” says Tony.

  “No Tony. It’s too late for that. She took a swing at me, so we’re gonna have a private conversation. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she gets home alright. I’ll put her in a cab after we get this little matter of assault dealt with.”

  “Assault? Are you fucking serious?”

  “Serious as a heart attack.”

  “Gage, stop being a dick and hand her over to me. I told you I’d get her out of here and I will.”

  “Sorry, Tone. No can do.”

  “You’re hurting my arms now let me go, asshole!” exclaims Kat.

  Now thoroughly pissed, Tony grabs Kat by the waist with his left arm and lands a right to Gage’s face. Completely releasing Kat, Gage uses the back of his right hand to wipe the blood dripping from his lower lip. Taking Kat’s hand, Tony turns and starts walking towards the exit. Walking up behind him, Gage taps him on the shoulder, “Not so fast,” he exclaims, and pushes Kat to the side as Tony turns around. Gage swings at him, landing a right to the jaw and a left to his midsection, while sweeping his legs out from under him. With Tony now on the floor, Gage turns his back on him and sta
rts walking towards Katrina. Getting to his feet, Tony leaps at Gage, lands on his back, and takes him down. Using a wrestling maneuver to reverse their positions, Gage, now on top of Tony, punches him in the face and gets off him. At that moment Bre shows up to see what all the commotion is about.

  “Bre, get your brother the fuck out of here. I’m going to have a conversation with your friend here and then I will make sure she makes it home safe and in one piece.”

  “But…”

  “But nothing! This discussion is over!” Taking her hand this time, “Kat, you’re with me and if you try to take another swing at me, I will make sure neither of your hands is free to do it again.”

  Now totally pissed beyond belief for being treated like a child, Kat takes an open handed swing at Gage, slapping him across the face and reopening the cut on his lip. Having had enough, he picks her up and throws her head first over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Gage grits his teeth in silent fury.

  “I fucking warned you. Now I suggest you calm down and do as I say because I’m not known for my patience and believe me when I tell you, you’ve already worn mine out tonight. And Kat, you really won’t like who I become if you piss me off any further,” he says. Gage heads toward the back of the club, with Kat kicking and yelling obscenities at him.

  As she manages to land one good kick a few inches away from his family jewels, Gage furiously yells out, “That’s it!” Feeling his rage building and worried he could totally lose control and change into panther form, he heads to the nearest door, which just happens to be the ladies room and opens the door, yelling inside, “Everybody out! This restroom is now officially out of order.” Once everyone clears out, Gage locks the door and sits Kat down on the granite counter-top.

  “Well, you got what you wanted. I’m here, you bastard, and you have my undivided attention. Now what the hell do you want from me? You know damn well I’m not wasted, yet you cut me off and throw me out anyway. What is your problem?”

  Gage places his face inches from hers and yells, “You are my problem, Kat. If you’re not wasted, then what’s your excuse for your behavior tonight, huh? What caused you to act that way, if you didn’t have too much to drink?”

  “Excuse me…are you saying I have to have a reason for having a good time? Maybe I just feel good tonight and want to cut loose with friends. Isn’t that what a nightclub is for? Or is it just for picking someone up to take home so you can get laid? Well, before you interfered, that was exactly what I intended to do!” Pushing off of Gage, she jumps down off the counter, and heads for the locked door. “Now I’m going home so I can finish out my evening the way I intended,” she snaps, while flipping her hair and reaching for the lock.

  Grabbing her firmly by the waist, he spins her around. “You’re not going anywhere until I say so!”

  “Keep your fucking hands off me. And just who the hell do you think you are? My father? Well I have news for you, I don’t listen to him anymore either, so let go of me and back the hell off, Gage.”

  “I thought you liked my hands on you. You sure seemed to like it a week ago when you were here. Remember the back of the club? If I didn’t stop it, you would have fucked me in a dark corner of the club with people walking by. Besides, didn’t you just finish telling me that you planned on ending your evening with a fuck? Well I can help you out with that,” he croons, while running his finger up her leg and along her inner thigh.

  Slapping his hand away, she counters, “Uhhh, no you can’t. First of all, what almost happened between us a week ago would have been a huge mistake now that I know what kind of an asshole you are! So thanks for stopping it. As for tonight, I’ve already made other arrangements and have someone waiting for me to — quote unquote — help me out with that, so I’ll be going now.”

  Enraged, he barks out, “Oh really! And who would that be? Moretti?”

  “That’s really none of your damn business, Gage. You have no right to say anything about who I choose to take to bed or not.”

  “I saw him with his hands all over you tonight and the way you responded to him, kissing him and rubbing yourself all over him like a bitch in heat. You didn’t care that the entire club was watching you act like a whore either, did you?”

  “Excuse me?” Kat lashes out by throwing another punch at him, which lands on the side where he is still healing from the knife wound. He grabs at his sore ribs, and Kat gets the opening she needs. Jumping down off the counter, she grabs his free arm and flips him over, then promptly drops him on the ground. Hmm…I knew living in New York and learning tae kwon do had its benefits. Take that loser. Placing one five inch heeled foot on his chest to hold him in place, she screams, “Oh, so now I’m a whore because I was having a good time with the guy I came here with and planned to leave with? That’s an interesting new definition for the word.”

  “So you admit it! You were going home with him, and you were going to fuck him. Is that right?”

  “Yes, that’s right! And who’s to say that this is the first time I’ve fucked him. Maybe I’ve fucked him before. Multiple times before. Maybe even in very public places! What do you think of that? Unlike you, I’m an adult and can do whatever I want. You’re sounding mighty jealous to me. What the fuck do you care anyway? You seem to have plans of your own tonight with the two fun-bag sisters hanging all over you. If you would just mind your own business and leave me the hell alone, you could be having your little ménage with the blonde and the redhead right now instead of laying on your back on the floor of the ladies room.” She grins at him. “Now as I said before, I’m leaving!” As she removes her foot, and turns towards the door, Gage springs into action. With lightning fast reflexes, he jumps up, grabs her at the waist and guides her back to the counter.

  Standing behind her and holding her in place by her hips, they stare one another down in the mirror. “That’s right. I could be, and planned to be, doing both of them right now. But you, you just had to come in here tonight and ruin everything,” he growls in her ear.

  “Oh, so it’s my fault you’re not with them right now? My fault I’m locked in the bathroom with you? My fault you’re holding me prisoner in here, instead of climbing all over those two skanks? Please explain it to me, because I don’t understand how this works. You’re bigger than I am, lord knows I’ve tried several times to get away from you tonight and walk out of this bathroom, but you won’t let me go. So how is that my fault? Do me a huge favor, go fuck those whores and leave me alone!”

  “Now who sounds jealous, Kat? Why is it your fault? I’ll tell you why. It’s your fault because you let Tony put his hands all over you. It’s your fault because you were sticking your tongue down his throat and rubbing your tight little ass all over him. It’s your fault because you had to throw it in my face tonight. While you were up on that stripper pole, you knew I was watching you. Hell the entire club was watching you! Every guy wanted you and every woman in the room wanted to be you and you fucking knew it. You knew I wanted you and that I was watching you because you made eye contact with me while grinding all over Moretti. Then you had the audacity to grin at me. You were getting off on making me jealous, weren’t you? Now you’re unhappy with the way I’m treating you…well that’s just too fucking bad!”

  “So that makes what you’re doing alright then? I’m warning you Gage, let me go and do not touch me!”

  Infuriated because he is jealous and she has the ability to bring out feelings in him he’s never felt before, feelings he doesn’t know what to do with, he threatens, “Oh, I’ll do a lot more than touch you,” as he runs his hands down her back, over her ass and up her skirt.

  “What are you going to do to me if I touch you? Hmm? I’m touching you right now. I thought you liked it when I touch you. You sure as hell responded to my touch the other night, didn’t you, Kat?”

  “Yes, No, I don’t know. This isn’t the other night so get your fucking hands off me.”

  “Mmm nice…lace panties under that leather skirt with
both ass cheeks exposed. I suppose you don’t want me to touch them either huh?”

  “No!”

  “Ok, no is no. Let’s see what you say when I reach under those panties and dip my fingers inside you.”

  Her voice is a mere whisper at this point, “No…don’t…stop.”

  Groaning, he breathes, “You’re so hot and wet for me Kat.”

  “Noooo.”

  “No, but you told me, ‘No don’t stop.’ I’m just doing what you said. This is what you want isn’t it, Kat?” he whispers in her ear.

  All she can do is let the weak objections go out of her head as the soft moan she is trying to suppress escapes her lips, giving her true desires away.

  Gage moves her hair aside from the back of her neck as he licks and nibbles at her ear and jaw line. Turning her face towards his, he takes her mouth with his tongue; her body starts trembling in sensory overload. In no time, her brain is swimming with pleasure. She can’t speak or control her body’s response to his touch, so she sticks her ass out, rubbing it against his cock, already hard beneath his pants.

  “Mmmm, is that what you want, little girl?”

  She refuses to answer. It’s bad enough she seems to have no control over her own body when Gage touches her. She will not betray herself further with the words he wants to hear.

  Reaching in front of her, he slides the leather jacket off her shoulders, allowing it to hit the floor, than glides the zipper down on her bustier, exposing her bare breasts beneath. Laying her head back on his shoulder, she further exposes herself to him. Taking both breasts into his hands he rolls the taut nipples between his thumb and forefinger, turning his head just enough to be able to put her right breast into his mouth. Feeling like a pervert in her own porn movie, she watches in the mirror as he suckles and licks her nipple, causing it to turn into a hard pebbled nub beneath his lips.