by Cat Mason
I shrug, “I don’t know. He hit on me that first night before he knew who I was. Ever since it’s like the air is sexually charged when we are within five feet of each other. I don’t understand it.”
“Listen Sweets,” She looks at me with sympathy and understanding then continues, “When I met Aiden, it was a lot like that. We saw each other in the bar I was at, the air ignited. He was with a groupie bitch. Shoved her off his lap, drug me outta there before even saying hello.” Her eyes glaze over, clearing thinking back to that night. “We have been off the charts every time. It’s the chemistry. That shit takes no fuckin’ time to develop when it is that explosive, you just trust that shit.”
“I’m with Landon.” I say with almost a DUH type tone.
Her brow arches, “Are you? Hmm, you may be with him Daisy but after everything I’m wondering if he is with you. It’s something you need to think about. You are so calculated with your life and here I am quitting my job at the drop of a hat. I walked off a great job with no notice just to spend as much time with Aiden as I could while I can. Throw some shit to the wind and let go babe. Come on, time to tear this town up.” Cam says standing and yanking me to my feet.
By the time we get to the club, it is buzzing and full of people. Tad slips in, mouths something to the bouncer, then just like that we are inside. Henry demands that we get a corner seating area so that it is easier to fend off any crazies. As soon as we are seated, the waitress brings over shot glasses, lemon wedges and a salt shaker.
“Hell yes Tad!” Hunter whoops as he sits. “You didn’t forget tradition.”
Handing out a glass to each of us, Tad grins. “Now why would I mess up tradition?” He asks handing me my shot. I shake my head as I sit it back on the table. He got pissed and went off on Landon last time I drank so I’m not touching a drop. “Oh no Daisy,” He says clucking his tongue. “Everyone has to take their shot. Also, you have to take it off of the person standin’ to your left.”
I cringe. To my right is Landon, but my left… I will be taking my shot off of none other than Grayson Cole. “Um no I’m good, really Tad. I’m goin’ to dance.” Ignoring me completely, Tad grabs my arm. After wetting my wrist with the lemon wedge he shakes salt onto the side of it.
“No exemptions. It’s a Shaft tradition.”
Landon looks like he is about to puke while everyone else watches of us. Grabbing my hand Landon runs his tongue along my wrist, sucking lightly. The feeling makes my whole body clench. Landon downs his shot then Tad shoves a lemon wedge between my lips. “Go on Landon…” Tad says commandingly. His hard tone makes Landon shiver. I look between them wondering what the fuck is going on.
Landon doesn’t give me long to think before he dives into my mouth, sucking the lemon wedge. His tongue running along my lip as his mouth moves against mine. My toes curl in my shoes as I melt against him. Just as my hands slide up his arms, Landon releases me. I look to Tad who looks very pleased with himself. Maybe he thinks I need to get laid too, hell at this point I am lost.
Tad grabs for Gray’s wrist. “Hey! I can manage.” Gray shouts, yanking the shaker from him. After licking his wrist he adds the salt, then sticks a wedge between his lips, ready for me.
I hesitate when he holds his wrist out, Landon notices and grabs my arm, “Let’s just go dance Daisy.” He says nudging me. My eyes watch the lemon juice drip from Gray’s bottom lip. I want nothing more to run my tongue along that lip to suck every drop of juice from it. Cam wonders if Landon is with me, now let’s see how with me he is on this. She said guys are visual right? Let’s give Landon a visual he won’t soon forget to make sure we are on the same page.
“I’m fine Landon.” I say shrugging him off me then grab Gray’s wrist.
Gray’s eyes go wide as I lean in letting my tongue run along his pulse point. The fact that his tongue was here seconds before mine makes me crazy. Sucking hard, I let myself do what I’ve fantasized about for days. I run my tongue up along the barbed wire. Gray’s pulse races against my lips as I drift back down where I started. Releasing his hand I let it fall to his side. I grab my shot from Landon’s shaking hand, refusing to meet his eyes. Doing everything I possibly can not to let the expression on his face stop me now. Downing the shot quickly, I feel the familiar burn in my chest then step back up to Gray. Running my fingers up his bare arms tracing the tattoos as I go, I slam my mouth to his taking the lemon.
My knees nearly buckle as my tongue runs along Gray’s lip. I have fantasized about doing this ever since he kissed me before the show the other night. I nip and tug at his piercing making him tense against me. His tongue meets mine as I suck the wedge into my mouth.
Pulling back I toss the wedge to the table turning to meet six shocked faces. Sliding my thumb into my mouth, I suck the last of the lemon juice from it letting it slide out with a pop. With an enormous grin, I pat Landon’s arm as Gray just continues to stare at my mouth. “Now we can dance.” Smugly, I wink at Cam, bumping her fist then I walk to the dance floor shaking my ass as I go.
Chapter Seven
T.K.O
The bass thumps as I walk across the dance floor and I don’t care that they are watching me. I start throwing myself around letting my hips move however they want. The look of shock on Landon’s face fuels me as I spin, getting lost in the smooth voice of Justin Timberlake. I am all about throwing Landon for a few loops tonight. Hell, I’m sure there are some willing participants to help me out with that. The thought makes me dip down to the floor and look right at Landon. His breath stops right in his chest making me grin at him. I think he may stroke out right there in the booth. Or at least go into blue-ball shock.
I may not be a damn model but I can work what I have. My five foot seven inches is curved and my legs go on for days in heels. Tad and Landon are at the booth nursing beers, everyone else has spread out between the dance floor and the bar I’m sure. The dance floor starts to get crowded just as hands grab my hips. The intimate almost familiar way they caress my body makes my eyes go wide. I start to leave but he doesn’t let me. His fingers spread wide as they run along my stomach. My eyes jerk to Landon who is no longer watching me. He’s face is turned away from me completely as if he is ignoring me as I dance now. Looking to be deep in a conversation with Tad and completely oblivious to whoever is now grinding his very hard cock into my ass. How does someone go from dragging their tongue on the floor to complete disinterest?
As my mystery man’s hands encircle my waist I am pulled past the crowd, putting distance between Landon and me. Grabbing my hand, he spins me out then yanks me back into his chest. That new but now recognizable scent hits me. I don’t know why I didn’t catch it before! I look up meeting fierce, hooded eyes. Gray.
“What...” I start but he covers my mouth with his fingers.
Gray takes my hands, wrapping my arms around his neck as he moves us to the rhythm. He has all the power now. I am lost as his fingers run along my hips and grasp my upper thigh, grinding me against him. His thigh slides in-between mine. I watch his smile spread as I grind down against him like a total whore. Leaning in he runs his tongue up my throat then bites my earlobe making me moan. Thankfully the music is so loud around us no one heard. Daisy, what are you doing? This can’t happen! My mind is screaming but my body is listening to the crackling of the air around us.
There is very little of us that isn’t touching and my body is on fire right now, begging for him to shove me against the wall and give me what he has threatened to so many times already. I turn around to avoid kissing him knowing I can’t allow that to happen. He pulls my ass into his dick making my hips instinctively roll against it. His hand runs up my stomach then between my breasts. I know I should stop this. Just walk away and go get Landon right now. I know I need to just go demand he take me back to the bus and fuck me so that I can get rid of this feeling. I have to get to Landon before I lose control. Before I do something stupid that will ruin everything we have built over the past year. What the hell is
wrong with me? My hips roll into Gray again as a moan escapes my lips. His hand spans my throat, pulling my ear to his lips.
“Are you teasing me Wildflower?” He bites out. I can only shake my head. No I am teasing myself all while making a complete whore of myself in the process. Gray smiles against my ear. “Baby, you make me so fuckin’ hard. Your fuckin’ mouth felt amazing on me and now your body? Fuck Daisy, what are you doing to me? I have half a mind to drop to my knees right now. All I can think about is burying my face between your legs until you scream.” He whispers making my knees go weak. I stumble but without missing a beat, he pulls me against him so I stay on my feet. “Landon doesn’t have to ever know baby. It’s so dark over here no one can see, let me give you what you want.”
My eyes go wide at his request. My gaze jerks to the table. I see Landon and Tad are talking to Hunter and two women that have slid into the booth. Scanning the dance floor I can barely see Cam and Aiden making their way to the bathrooms, clearly taking advantage of a stall like I had planned to do with my fiancé. Why hasn’t Landon come to find me? Doesn’t he want to dance with me? I don’t understand it. Just as I pull away from Gray to go back to the table, my eyes catch Tad’s hand slide along the inside of Landon’s thigh, cupping his crotch.
I start run over there. My first thought is to flip the hell out. What the fuck is that slimy bastard doing touching my fiancé? I feel guilty as hell over what little has happened between Gray and me. Here Tad is feeling up Landon right here in a crowded booth. I watch in horror as Landon’s head falls back against the back of the booth, his eyes flutter closed. Tad grins victoriously then whispers something in his ear. The intimate moment that I am clearly not supposed to see makes me shudder. Hunter is attacking the mouth of one of the chicks completely oblivious to what is going on.
Gray tenses, pulling me back against him, “What the fuck?” He mutters in my ear, letting me know that this isn’t a dream. I am frozen in place, completely horrified but I can’t look away. I stand stock still, watching as Tad continues to fondle Landon under the table. Landon reaches down and I think he is going to push his hand away; instead he undoes his jeans giving Tad full access. I yank away from Gray run down the hall out the exit door.
The cool air hits me like the slap to the face I need. I fall to my knees on the pavement as tears stream down my face. My plan my fucking plan! What the hell do I do now? I can’t believe what I have just seen but the visions won’t leave my head. They are burned there, I rub my eyes with the heels of my hands trying to get them out but I can’t get rid of them. Is this why we are here? Is this why he won’t touch me? Why am I here if Landon is only here to be with Tad? I sob into my hands, not moving from the parking lot as I heave for breath.
I feel Gray standing behind me but I make no move to turn and face him. He pulls me to my feet wrapping his arms around me. “I’m so sorry baby.” He coos into my ear. All I can do is sob into his neck, as I fist his shirt in my hands. “Come on let me take you back to the bus. I sent a text Aiden so he could tell Cam.”
“I don’t want them to know.” I whisper as I swipe tears from my face.
“I said to tell everyone you weren’t feeling well so you just left. Then said I found me a piece to tend to.” He says with a wink. “Aiden and Cam will cover for us. Come on, let me get you out of here.”
We walk the three blocks to the bus in silence. By the time we get there I am absolutely emotionally exhausted. I don’t want to feel anything. I have just had my worst fears realized, my plan is shot to shit. I have nothing left but to go home, sort through what’s left of my life, and start over. Landon and I have to be over right? There is no coming back from that kind of betrayal. If Tad was that comfortable groping him in public than they are more than working together. How could I have been so stupid? I never thought that Landon would do that to me. Never did I think that a man was a possible threat. I never suspected Landon could be bisexual. Has he been seeing other guys this whole time? How long has he been seeing Tad? All the questions swirling in my head just make me angrier.
“I should’ve went over to the table and beat his ass!” I bite out. Stomping up the bus steps into the kitchen on a mission to drown my thoughts. Kicking my heels across the room, I fling the fridge door open, grabbing the tequila and lemons. “To hell with reality, to hell with the fuckin’ list I’m gettin’ trashed.” I say licking then salting my wrist before guzzling straight from the bottle.
Gray shuts the door and leans his hip against the counter. “What list?” He asks, handing me a lemon wedge.
I grab my bag, yank the little pad out, thrusting it at him, “My life list. All the aspects of a good life, in numerical order, and Landon fuckin’ Cole just ruined it all. I gotta pack my shit. I gotta leave before he gets back.” I say tossing the salt and lemon down deciding to just down the bottle instead.
Gray looks at the list then shakes his head. Taking the bottle, he grabs my hands as I try to shove past him. “Listen, I’m sorry you’re hurt baby. Can’t say I’m sorry he did this though. Landon fucked up big but it’s his goddamn loss. I don’t know what the hell you see in him anyway. You’re a wildflower. You deserve more than being put in some fuckin’ case to be looked at but never touched. Ever since that first night at the bar I was sucked in by you. I wanted to talk to you, know everything about you. I want nothing more than to just be right here right now with you. I fight and battle against it but the pull I feel toward you won’t go away. I can’t just stand here watching the train wreck that is going on without having my say. That bastard is my brother but you’re fuckin’ up if you let this shit slide pretending as if nothing happened. You can do whatever you want Daisy. I’m here to listen to you bitch, hold him down so you can stomp his balls into the pavement, or fuck you into next week but you won’t leave.”
I look at him as if he has grown another arm, “What do you mean I can’t leave?” I scream as I pound my fist against his chest. “I won’t stay here. Not now. What do I get by staying here Gray? I get to let Tad and Landon grope all over each other while I watch! Fuck you and your damn brother!”
“Probably best to let you go, Daisy but I can’t. Tried to ignore it but I can’t. Won’t be ignoring it anymore baby that’s for sure. I also won’t watch him walk all over you while you wilt.”
Slumping to the floor, I sob into my hands. Gray swoops me up and carries me down the aisle to the bedroom. I don’t have the energy to fight him. He lays me on the bed then quickly turns to leave the room. I have no doubt that he is going to go pace until Landon comes through the door so he can pound his ass into dog food. I don’t want to be alone. The thought of Landon being with Tad makes me feel more emotions than I ever thought that I could. I want to feel something, anything other than all this hurt. I want someone to put me first.
“Gray don’t leave me.” I whisper.
His hand on the knob, Gray rests his forehead on the door letting out a sigh. “Daisy, you have no idea how hard it would be to just lay with you not being able to touch you. I can’t. I don’t have any more fight left in me tonight baby.” He chokes out. I know that he is trying to be strong right now for me but things have changed. Shit everything has. He feels the same inner-struggle I do? I’ve been betrayed by the man I planned my life out with for the last year. Secrets, lies and who knows what else. I don’t want to be me anymore. Right now I just want to be anyone but Daisy Shayne. I watch as Gray’s fingers squeeze against the doorknob so hard his knuckles lose color, his chest rising and falling rapidly. In that moment I want nothing but to forget Landon, even if for just an hour. I don’t even feel my mouth move as I blurt the words he told me just hours ago he was waiting on.
“I’m asking you Grayson. Make me feel something other than this anger and helplessness, please. I want to forget, to be anyone other than me right now.”
Gray turns and faces me. Kicking off his boots as he walks the three steps to the bed. I raise up on my knees in the bed, loosening the tie holding m
y dress up letting it drop, exposing my breasts. A growl roars up through his chest as he pulls me to him. Gray’s amazing mouth running along my exposed skin making me ache for more. My fingers dive into his hair, twisting and pulling the strands as he takes my nipple into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around it, he sucks hard. I fling my head back crying out his name, which only fuels his need.
Pulling back, Gray yanks my dress over my head tossing it to the floor behind him. Without a word he slides me to my back onto the mattress, his eyes burning my skin as he takes me in. “You never did put panties on did you baby?” I shake my head making him close his eyes as if he were in pain.
“Touch me Gray.” I’m begging as he tugs his shirt off, sliding onto the bed next to me.
Slamming his mouth to mine, he leans back against the pillows, pulling me into his lap. His mouth never leaves mine as his hand dives between my legs, the other fisting in my hair as it falls around us. I let everything else go, right now nothing else matters as I straddle Gray’s thighs. I am leaving so why not get exactly what I want before I do. This is all Gray and I wanted was a taste of each other right? It could never be anything more. Rolling me to my back he circles my clit with his thumb as he slides two fingers into me making me whimper into his mouth. I grind against his hand desperate for friction, my entire body is begging for more as I writhe shamelessly in his lap.
“Fuck that’s hot baby. Let go for me.” Gray growls as I cry out his name, my pussy clenching around his fingers. His free hand slides up my thigh, pulling me to him. Gray’s rough fingers dig into my hip, silently commanding me to ride his hand as the hardest orgasm I have ever had hits me like a freight train. Slowing his thumb, he lets me come down from my climax. Pulling me to him, Gray kisses me deeply, passionately as he lies on his side. My tongue runs along his lip to find his piercing making him moan loudly. As he wraps his arms around me I roll him to his back. I melt into him, unable to get close enough.
