She grips my hair and moans out as I slam her against the wall and bury myself deep between her legs again. “Harder . . .” she growls against my lips. “Don’t hold back, Styx. We both need this. I know you’re not gentle. Let it out.”
I push in deep and stop, making her scream into my arm and dig her nails in with each hard thrust after that.
I don’t stop until she’s shaking in my arms from her orgasm. I give her a few seconds to catch her breath. Then I walk her back over to the bed, lay her down and hold her legs over my shoulders, digging my fingers in as I fuck her deeper than I’ve ever fucked before.
Being inside her just doesn’t feel like enough right now. I want to touch her in places that no other man ever has.
Gripping my neck, she pulls me down and presses her lips against mine, causing me to moan into her mouth as I come.
I’m so lost in the moment and this insanely beautiful woman, that I don’t even bother pulling out. It’s something that I always make sure to do, even though I always wear a condom.
With Meadow . . . I don’t want to. I want her to feel what she does to me.
I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and gently suck it, before pulling away.
Then we both just lay in bed in silence, her head pressed against my chest.
I don’t even know how much time passes, before my phone goes off and I come back to reality.
Groaning, I grab my phone, prepared to tell Kash to fuck off, but it’s Cale instead. I can’t be an asshole to him, even though I want nothing more than to stay right the fuck where I’m at.
“Fuck.” I kiss her head and crawl out of bed. “I’m supposed to be at the club right now.”
She looks up at me from the bed and even though she understands that I have to go, I feel guilty as shit for having to leave her.
I’m about to throw my shirt back on, but I find myself slipping it over her head instead and pulling her in for a kiss.
“I’ll be back for this.” I smirk. “Fuck it looks good on you.”
She smiles back. “Is that your way of saying that I’ll see you soon?”
I walk over to the door and stop to look back at her. “If I have it my way. Fuck yes.”
“Good,” she whispers.
Knowing that if I don’t get out of here, that I’m going to end up saying fuck work and stay, I rush out of the house and jump on my bike.
Fuck . . . this woman has me. I know this now . . .
Meadow
IT’S BEEN AN HOUR SINCE Styx left for the club and I’m still lying here in bed, wearing his cologne covered shirt.
This man does something to me that I just can’t explain. When he showed up outside my house, unexpectedly, a rush of excitement and adrenaline coursed through me, making me feel alive with energy.
It’s a feeling that I haven’t gotten in a while. Something about Styx, makes me believe that there’s something to look forward to. I’ve found that hope is something that I haven’t felt since losing my aunt last year so this . . . it surprises me.
Everything that I have loved has been lost, starting with my parents and ending with the woman that raised me since the age of ten.
That’s why I’ve put everything I have into the patients at the hospital, almost forgetting that I have a life myself. Any attachments outside of work has been impossible for me.
That’s exactly why I need to be careful when it comes to Styx. The sight of him in those perfect jeans, fitted tee and leather jacket does things to a woman’s body and mind.
I lost all sense of thought as I watched him climb off his motorcycle and walk toward me with a confidence that only Styx seems to have.
I smile when I find myself sniffing his shirt. “There’s something about you,” I whisper. “And I think I want to find out just what that is.”
Making a quick decision, before I can change my mind, I jump out of bed and gather some clothes to throw on. I must look like a hot mess right now, but I don’t care.
I know that Styx was just here, but I haven’t seen him in days and spending the little bit of time with him that I did, just wasn’t enough. It only made me want more of him.
So much more.
Within thirty minutes, I find myself lining up outside W.O.S, looking around me at all the women that are waiting to get in.
There’s got to be at least thirty women out here and who knows how many inside already, and almost every single one of them will be drooling over the man that I just had sex with and throwing money his way.
I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s exciting, yet strange at the same time, knowing that he could have any woman that he wants, but for some reason he’s shown an interest in me.
I let out a flattered laugh and cross my arms, while waiting for the line to move. It seems to be taking forever and I can’t tell if it’s just because I’m anxious to see Styx or if it’s because the line just isn’t moving.
After about forty-five minutes of waiting in line, I look around me to see that the line hasn’t moved much, since no one seems to want to leave to let others in.
“Crap!” Letting out a defeated breath, I turn around to leave, just to be stopped by strong arms encircling my waist and pulling me against a hard body.
“Miss me already?”
My heart races with that excitement that I only feel around Styx, as I turn around to look his sweaty body up and down. He’s dressed in leather pants and holy fuck he looks dangerously sexy.
He’s breathing heavily as he watches me check him out, taking in every glistening muscle. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
I laugh at his boldness and fight not to get lost in his insane blue eyes. “Maybe I was just bored,” I tease.
Smirking, he steps up against me and wraps his hands into the back of my hair, before leaning in to press his lips against my ear. “I’ll make sure to change that then.”
Grabbing my hand, he pulls me though the crowd, nodding his head at the security guard, Lane, as we pass him to get inside.
The music is loud, the screaming of the women even louder than I remember it from last time.
And having everyone’s eyes on me as Styx holds my hand has my body buzzing and my heart about ready to fly out of my chest with excitement.
“How did you know I was here?” I question close to his ear so that he can hear me over the noise.
“I didn’t.” He turns his face so that he’s talking in my ear now. “I was hoping.”
The idea of him looking for me has me smiling so damn hard that it hurts. It only shows me that even with all these women around, I’m somehow still on his mind.
I get a little nervous when I realize that he’s guiding me over to the VIP session where two beautiful women are sitting on the leather couch, talking and laughing.
They both look up once they notice me and Styx standing in front of them, listening to their conversation about someone named Hemy.
“Woah,” the blonde with tattoos says with a smirk. “Who is this hottie?”
Styx pulls me against him and grips my hip, possessively. “She’s with me. Don’t let any of the other assholes get too close.”
The other girl lifts a brow and looks me over, smiling, as if she approves. “The guys get a little crazy here, so don’t mind his manners.” She grabs my hand and pulls me down to sit next to her. “I’m Sage and that’s Onyx. You’re good with us.”
Styx laughs when I look up at him, confused. “They’re with Stone and Hemy. My family will take good care of you when I can’t. Just watch out for the blonde. She gets a little frisky.”
Before I can say anything, he backs away and gets lost in the crowd of screaming women.
“He’ll be back for you. I know that look.” Onyx looks me over with curiosity. “I never thought I’d see the day that Styx brought a woman to us. I’m impressed. You’re hot, babe.”
I laugh and grab for the drink that Kage brings over to me. I remember him from last time and he seems to
remember me since he brought me the same drink as before. “Thank you, Kage.”
It looks like Kage is about to get ready to flirt, but Onyx shuts him down. “She’s taken, dick head. Go pick one of the hundreds of other women in this room.”
He laughs as she waves him off. “Hey, can’t blame a man for trying.”
The three of us watch as he makes his way through the crowd and picks out some random blonde to try his moves on.
“These fucking men of Walk Of Shame,” Sage says with a smile. “Gotta love them all here.”
My mind is still lost on what Onyx said before Kage came over.
“So should I feel special then?”
“You are,” Sage says. “Styx doesn’t just let anyone in. He seems to stick to himself.”
My eyes seek him out in the crowd and lock on him once I find him grinding the stage and working it so damn good that even I’m sweating and completely turned on.
I don’t even realize that I’m fanning myself off, until Sage laughs from beside me. “The boys know how to work it and they only seem to get hotter with each show.”
Onyx grabs my hand and pulls it into her lap, while pointing across the room at a tall guy with long, dark hair, covered in tattoos. “That sexy as sin man over there is my husband Hemy. Trust me. Things only get better once they claim you as their own. What these girls get here at the club is just a glimpse into what these men can bring in the bedroom.” She smiles. “Or the back of the club, pool, motorcycle or a friend’s garage . . . wherever they want to take you.”
My eyes widen as Hemy grabs the back of some girl’s head and begins fucking her face. “And you’re okay with that?”
Both the girls laugh, but it’s Sage that speaks.
“When these men love, they love with everything in them. I have a feeling that Styx will do just the same. What they do here in the club won’t even matter once you get to feel what they bring you both emotionally and physically outside of the club.”
I sip my drink and bring my eyes back to Styx just in time to see him throw his pants off the stage and slide his hands into the front of his boxer briefs.
“I’ve already seen what that man can do outside of the club,” I say mostly to myself. “I still haven’t come down from that high.”
Onyx finally releases my hand and smiles as Hemy walks up the steps to where we are. “That’s just the beginning, babe.”
The way Hemy straddles her lap and grinds against her has my body heating up. It’s as if he’s fucking her right here next to me and they don’t give two shits about who’s watching them get off.
These men are too much to handle.
Holy fuck . . .
Styx
I CAN’T CONCENTRATE FOR SHIT, knowing that Meadow is here to see me. All it makes me want to do is spend all my fucking time on her.
If it weren’t for the bachelorette party that Cale told me to focus on, I’d be over there right now, straddling her lap and whispering in her ear about just how damn beautiful she is and how I haven’t stopped thinking about her since I left her house tonight.
My head has been all messed up since the moment I laid eyes on her at the gym and saw that there was something more to her than just a woman that wants to jump on my dick and take me for a test ride.
The way she looked at me, while I was buried between her thighs earlier, only confirmed that for me.
She’s different than the rest.
Hands grab at me, pulling me in every direction, but I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from Meadow sitting with the girls, talking and looking as if she’s enjoying herself.
Every once in a while, when our eyes meet, she winks, letting me know that she’s here for me.
“Fuck this,” I growl out, unable to stay away anymore. My hands need to be on her fucking body.
I fight my way through the crowd of screaming women, not stopping until I have Meadow in my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I hold her up by her ass.
“I can’t think straight with you in the same damn room.” I run my mouth up her neck, stopping under her ear. “Do you know that? You’re the only one that seems to matter when you’re in the room. I would walk out right now just to spend time with you.”
She grips my hair and pulls my head back to look me in the eyes. “I’ll be here when you’re done. I’m not going anywhere.” Her lips curl into a smile. “I love watching you out there and I’m thinking I’d like to spend some time with you when you’re done.”
“Well, shit,” I say with a grin. “Maybe I will just leave now. Take you back to my place and fuck you until you can’t move.”
I go to walk away, ready to carry Meadow out of here, but Hemy grabs my arm and stops me. “Your ass isn’t going anywhere, fuck-tard.” He looks around. “Not for a long fucking time. I’d like to take my woman home and bury myself between her fucking thighs too, but we have a job to do first.”
Meadow brushes her lips over mine, when I don’t make a move to release her. “Go,” she whispers, before pulling my bottom lip into her mouth and then releasing it. “You’re worth the wait.”
Her words cause my heart to pound fast in my chest and before I know it, I’m carrying her through the crowd and grabbing a chair that Kash slides my way.
Forgetting that anyone else is in the room, I lower Meadow to the chair and straddle her lap, moving my hips to the slow rhythm.
My hands reach out to wrap into her soft hair and my lips are on hers without hesitation, showing the whole room that she’s with me.
Any of these other fuckers in the room even think about touching her, I’ll rip their throats out. Kage has barely taken his eyes off her since she walked into the room and I sent him to bring her a drink.
I’ll fuck that giant motherfucker up if he lays one finger on her.
When I break away from the kiss, and pull Meadow to her feet, Kash walks over, half-naked, and presses his body behind her, picking her up so that her legs are around my shoulders.
Then he pulls her backwards so that she’s hanging from my shoulders. The women go crazy as he takes her hands and runs them down his body, stopping above his dick.
I know what he’s doing, because it was our plan to treat a woman to this, but I wasn’t expecting it to be Meadow.
But knowing that her hands are running down his hard, sweaty body, has my blood boiling right now. It only gets worse when he grabs the back of her head and grinds his cock in her face.
It’s the first time in my life that I’ve known what jealously feels like and it’s a shitty fucking feeling.
I feel Meadow stiffen around my neck and grip my legs as if she wants me to pull her back up, so I back away from Kash and pull her back to me.
With my heart racing, I lower to my knees and lay her on the ground, before pinning her body beneath mine.
I grip her thigh with one hand, lifting it up so that I can push myself between her legs and line my cock up with the heat between her legs.
Her eyes meet mine the whole time and it’s almost as if the whole fucking room silences as I move my body against her to the slow beat.
It’s not until Kash yells my name, that I come out of my head and run my hands through my wet hair.
I have no idea what the hell I’m doing right now, but I can tell that getting through the rest of this night is going to be harder than I imagined.
Grunting, I pick Meadow up, holding her close as I walk her through the crowd again and back over to the VIP section.
Both Onyx and Sage watch me with huge smiles as I lower Meadow to her feet and grab her hand, walking her over to sit back down in between them.
“Keep her safe for me. And tell Kage to keep his fucking eyes and dick in check.”
Onyx grins and wraps her arm up in Meadow’s. Hell, I might even have to worry about her ass trying to get close to my girl. “Oh, I’ll keep her safe and comfortable next to me. No one with a dick will touch her.” She winks, messing with me.
If she wasn
’t Hemy’s girl, that fucker would kill me for even thinking it, I’d maybe even let her touch her as I watched.
‘Cause I know after my cock, there’s no way she’d want pussy over what I bring her in the bedroom.
But damn, if I don’t want anyone touching her. Even Onyx.
Fuck . . . I need this night to be over.
Meadow
AFTER STYX GOT PULLED AWAY by Kash, he barely got another chance to come over to me.
I could see the exhaustion and need in his eyes, every time he looked over at me and all I could think about was doing something to make him feel good and let him know that I want to be close to him just as bad.
A part of me feels this need to let him know that I’m here for him and that someone else can take care of things for a while.
After the story he told me about his father, I get a feeling that he’s spent a lot of his life taking care of others more than himself. He just carries so much on his shoulders and I can feel it.
“I’m going to find Styx.”
Sage smiles and pulls me in close. “Check the showers. I have a feeling that you might find him in there. Just a little tip.”
Onyx gives me a slap on the ass and winks at me. “Get it, girl and fuck the haters on the way.”
Fixing my jeans, I walk through the crowd, holding my head up high, when I feel eyes on me from all around.
Most of the women whisper shit, giving me looks as if they’re judging me because of Styx’s little display of affection toward me.
Well I say . . . fuck it. Onyx is right.
Walking faster, I search around me, stopping to ask one of the security guards where the showers are. He’s so preoccupied with some chick, that he just nods his head toward the end of the hall and goes back to sucking on her neck.
“Thanks,” I say to myself with a small smile.
Pushing the door open, I walk around to the showers to see Styx, standing there completely naked, dripping with water.
He looks rushed as if he has somewhere to be.
My eyes trail down his perfect, round, ass, watching the muscles in his legs flex as he pulls his jeans up.
“You should keep them off.” I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his wet body, before gripping the top of his jeans and tugging them down a bit. “They’re just about as wet as I am right now.”
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