Mel walks back with a large cocktail in each hand, a wide smile on her lovely face, her gaze on me. She doesn’t see the drunk guy beelining straight for her.
Oh, hell.
As if in slow-motion I watch him bump into her, tipping the drinks over. The liquid spills onto her chest and runs between her breasts.
“Oh, boy,” Enrique mumbles at the sight.
Her back arches and she sticks her tits out. I lick my lips. Her dress is soaked making her nipples visible through the wet fabric. But she’s unaware of the sex appeal she’s exporting right now.
She stands there, empty glasses in her hands, looking a bit lost and a whole lot angry. Needing to save the day, I rush over and take the glasses from her, dumping them on the nearest table.
“I’m gonna kill that drunk-ass!” she vexes out and turns to glare at the poor bastard. I grab her arm, trying to avoid disaster and any unwanted publicity.
“Ssssorry,” he stutters, holding onto a table to steady his drunk body. “Didddnn’t (hic) … see you.” Jackson appears out of the blue and grabs the man by his collar.
“I’ll just take out the trash,” he says calmly. The dude stares at Mel over Jackson’s shoulder and articulates some dumb words, “You’re (hic) … one hot bitch.” My body responds immediately.
SLAM.
The guy falls over a table.
THUD.
And to the ground. I stare at Jackson.
“What?” he shrugs. “No stupid stranger is gonna call my sister a bitch.” He steps into my space with a smirk. He was just a millisecond faster than me.
“Oh,” he chucks, “I’m sorry. Were you going to protect her honor?” He’s taunting me, the dick.
“My bad. I’m not used to my sister having a boyfriend yet.” I roll my eyes as he struts off, leaving the man on the ground.
I lead her to the bar and grab a napkin to clean her up. I sit on one of the high bar chairs and pull her between my legs. My fingers trace over her skin while I wipe the liquid away, her eyes mirroring the same thoughts as mine – deep dirty erotic ones.
Then she sticks her finger between her breasts and I feel my control crumble like a cookie dumped in coffee. What the fuck is she doing? She looks up seeing the unsaid question in my eyes.
“What … it’s sticky!” She puts her finger in her mouth and smiles, sucking it seductively. I’m a soggy unconstrained mess.
“I could lick you clean if you want.” She looks at me as if she’s seriously considering my offer while sticking her finger down her cleavage again, and then she plops her finger into my mouth. I suck and taste it with my tongue, and it sends an erotic stimulation that hardens her nipples and hungers me to the stage where I want to consume her.
“See, it’s actually pretty good. I think we must get another one.” If self-control was a sport, I was winning Olympic gold right now. I sweep my tongue over my lips to savor the taste of her.
She orders a refill while I notice the bartender looking at my girl’s boobs, and all I see is green. The dude’s walking on very thin ice – in effect, the ice is already cracking below his feet.
“Hey, dumb-face,” I hiss, “Rather keep your eyes on your job while you can still see through them.” The guy slowly looks up at me and stares, as if measuring me, before he starts mixing our drinks. Mel giggles saying something about an alpha boy and then she pushes her finger in between her breasts again, wiggling it a little this time. Fuck, is she trying to kill me?
“Maybe we should go home,” I say trying to sound not to desperate. She looks around the room until she finds our table.
“We can’t, my brothers will think …”
“Fuck your brothers!” I say, “You’re wet.” I hope in more ways than one. She downs her drink and then looks at mine still untouched on the counter.
“I don’t want to drink now, I just seriously want you.” I put my hand on her butt and pull her closer. There’s a fire in those smoldering eyes as she leans her face closer to mine.
I stay still and swallow hard. I feel her hand moving up my leg until it is inches away from my now throbbing cock. Her tongue licks around the stud in my ear and then she takes my lobe into her mouth and sucks.
Shit.
Holy-fucking-cows that feels so good.
I won’t be able to resist this for much longer. If she keeps this going I’m going to fucking throw her over my shoulder like a Neanderthal and carry her to my bed to make sweet sweet love to her. Not that I’ve ever made love. Sex – plenty of that, but I’ve been deprived for much too long now.
Her mouth opens and I can feel her breath teasing my lips.
“Do you think I’m starting to know what I’m doing?”
“Huh?” It takes some time for my mushed brain to register and start working.
She wiggles free with an adorable little giggle and struts away in the direction of her brothers. Leaving me confused, frustrated, and very horny.
What the fuck was that? I breathe in deeply to calm myself, watching that very fine ass as she goes.
A guy stops her. I remember him – the big black dude from the puppy classes. I watch in silence, wondering what’s going on in that little blonde head of hers. The dude leads her to the dance floor. Is she trying to make me jealous?
I watch them dancing while engaging in what seems to be a serious conversation. Jealous does not even begin to describe what I’m feeling. Try furious, for one.
I feel like strangling her, right after I finished him off. However … I manage to stay put as they end the dance. The lucky-to-be-alive guy hugs her before he disappears into the crowd and I keep my eyes on my girlfriend who stops at the entrance to talk to another guy.
I can’t completely make him out – he’s hidden from my view by a group of people coming in. He drags Mel outside and from my sight.
Fuck!
She’s pulling my strings on purpose! But just wait, as soon as we’re alone she’s gonna regret it, damn woman. I reached my red line long ago and she’s still pushing.
I make a bee-line in the direction I last saw her, frantically looking around with a pounding heart. What if D took her?
I’m a fucking hot mess. Then I see her standing outside on the carpet talking to none other than Ren, and I release a thankful breath. Luckily most of the camera persons are long gone.
“Are you alright?” she asks with wide eyes as soon as I grab her arm.