Nightclub Sins: A Billionaire Romance Series

by Michelle Love

  A yearning filled me, a desire to tell him more, but I managed to stuff it away. “Oh, yeah?” With so little, the man set my senses on fire. It amazed me, how much he could affect me. No one else had ever come close to bringing out this side of me—and August could do it without even trying.

  He nodded. “And that night is just about all I’ve thought about since I saw you ten days ago.”

  “You’ve been counting the days?” I asked with surprise, and a little smile. I thought he hadn’t been thinking of me at all.

  “I have. I was going to call you and take you out that very night we met, but my sister put me off the idea. She told me to wait a week and see if you were still on my mind, and you were. Then I called my therapist, and he told me I should wait a while longer before inserting myself into anyone’s life.”

  I laughed. “One date doesn’t mean you’d be inserting yourself into my life.”

  “I know.” He smiled sexily and pulled my hand up, kissing it. With just that kiss, wet heat pooled inside of me. “But I can think of at least one place that I would like to insert myself.”

  My cheeks were hot, and my entire body flushed. “August!”

  “I’ve missed you, Tawny. You’ve always held a place in my mind, and even my heart.” His words only served to affect me even more. I’d always thought he probably didn’t think much about me at all. I assumed he’d have other things on his mind, with what he was doing and all.

  “We hardly knew each other. It doesn’t seem possible that one night of having sex…”

  “Making love,” he corrected me, and then began kissing each one of my fingertips.

  God help me, this man is going to make me have an orgasm right here by doing hardly a thing to me!

  “Okay. Anyway, it doesn’t seem possible that we could form a bond so quickly. Not that we have a real bond, but you know what I mean. I’ve missed you, too. I’ve thought a lot about you, too. Even more so once we ran into each other after so many years.” I sucked in my breath as he leveled his eyes on mine.

  Those hazel eyes took on an intensity that made me squirm in my seat. “Seven very long years. And now that I’ve gotten to sit and talk to you, I know I want more. Screw what my therapist said. I forgot to tell him that you’re a highly trained nurse, and that you’re more than capable of dealing with me if an episode occurs. So how about tonight? Wanna go out with me?”

  “I’d love to.” But then reality hit me, and I groaned, “Ugh. I’ve got to find a sitter. Crap.”

  “My sister would love to watch Calum for you,” came his quick response.

  “You think she would?” My heart skipped a beat at the knowledge that he’d remembered my son’s name.

  With a nod, he answered, “I know she would. She’s got six kids. They’re all older now, and she misses having little kids around.”

  I remembered his sister. She was a down-to-earth young woman; I bet she’d be even more settled now. And with six kids of her own, she had to know what she was doing in that department. “Well, if she doesn’t mind, then I guess we have a date.”

  “Looks like we do.”

  Well, I wonder just how long this date will last before he and I topple into bed together. I’m thinking a half hour, tops.

  Chapter 7

  August

  I’d sent my driver to pick up Tawny and her son to take them to my sister’s, understanding Tawny’s desire to keep the men she dates away from Calum. My driver then returned Tawny back to her place so that she could get ready for our date, which I was getting increasingly excited for as time ticked by.

  I’d gotten us a table at a restaurant that usually took reservations three months in advance. Money talks in this city, and when I offered to make a very generous donation to the chef’s favorite charity, he was quick to give me two seats in his limited-seating establishment.

  I had every intention of showing Tawny a very good time—a better time than anyone else could give her.

  What my sister had said to me earlier curled around my brain. I had taken the girl’s virginity and given her nothing in return. Sure, we’d both had an amazing time, and our night had left her with some great memories, but I hadn’t given her anything else.

  We’d exchanged a few promises that night, promises that veered dangerously close to faithfulness. Of course, I was just talking, the way men sometimes do. I remember telling her that if I hadn’t had to leave her that she’d be my girl. I’d meant that, yet when I came back I didn’t even try to find her.

  My parents had moved shortly after I took off for the military. I had no idea if Tawny or her family still lived in the house next to my parents’ old place. But I could’ve made some calls or even taken a drive through our old neighborhood to find out. The fact was, I hadn’t even tried. And that seemed odd to me, because Tawny had been a part of so many of my dreams and fantasies through the years—before and after we’d had sex. But life just hadn’t seemed to send me her way—until the day at the Science Center. And then again on Rodeo Drive.

  Forces seemed to be throwing us in each other’s paths now. Who was I to fight unseen forces?

  I’d told my sister about the date, of course, as she had to babysit. She seemed to understand why I’d gone against the advice of my therapist but cautioned me, telling me to let Tawny in on my tells, the things that I did before the onslaught of an episode. And she told me to call my therapist to let him know what I was doing as well.

  That conversation was a bit tenser than I cared for. Doctor Schmidt had major concerns about Calum. Even though I’d assured him that the boy wasn’t going to be around me, he said that he might be eventually, and that worried him.

  His concern for the welfare of Calum was unfounded in my opinion. Tawny hadn’t told me the boy was mine, so there was absolutely no reason for me to get to know him. I could have a thing with Tawny without the boy being involved at all.

  It might sound callous to some, but Tawny and I had some unfinished business to attend to. One night with her had never been enough for me. I’d fucked many a woman in the last seven years, thinking of Tawny on more than one occasion. I needed to feel her body underneath mine again. Craved it at times. Especially since seeing her again.

  My driver stopped in front of her apartment, and I walked up to her door to get her. After only one knock, she was opening the door and there stood a vision of perfection. I felt my jaw drop.

  “You…” I looked her up and down, and my breathing stopped as I took her all in. Her long red waves had been tamed into one silky-straight sheet of shiny hair. Tawny’s hair wasn’t copper red, but more on the auburn side, with copper strands throughout that made it shine. Her green eyes popped, her makeup perfectly applied to accentuate them. It was a toss-up as to whether I found her hair or her eyes more attractive. “You look amazing.”

  Her green dress hit her just above her knees, hugging her curves. It had a deep plunging neckline that exposed her generous breasts in such a way that was daring, sexy, and absolutely fascinating. I could look at those babies all night. Or rather, I could suck those babies all night.

  Sweet Jesus, I hope she lets me fuck her!

  Images of taking her sweet ass in the back of my town car had already begun to flitter through my mind. Tawny on her knees, that emerald green dress pushed up to expose her ass—an ass that had become even rounder and plumper than when I’d last touched it. My cock had gone stiff just thinking about it.

  Tawny’s hand moved over my shoulder. “These suits you wear make you look so handsome, August. You don’t look much like the young man I knew back then. You’re much more sophisticated. And you have your own driver, too. Thank you for sending him to take Calum and me to your sister’s by the way. That was very nice of you.”

  My eyes were glued to hers. “It was nothing, really. Was Calum okay with you leaving him with Leila and her brood of children?”

  She shook her head, making me frown for a moment before she smiled. “No need to frown. He loved her
and all the children. She does have a houseful, doesn’t she?”

  “Yeah, she does.” I took her hand, leading her to the waiting car. “I’m glad he liked them all.”

  “He told me I could leave, and that he’d be fine with Aunt Leila. Your sister introduced herself to him as that. I hope you don’t mind.” She looked back at me as I opened the car door for her.

  All I could do was smile. “Of course, I don’t mind that.” It was a little shocking how much I didn’t mind—how much I was hoping that might be the case in truth.

  She breathed a sigh of relief. “Good. It just occurred to me that you might think that was a bit forward.”

  “Nah.” I slid in after her, making sure to stay close. Any bit of contact I could get with her did things to me that I’d never experienced with anyone else—whether it was her hand on my shoulder or my thigh pressed tightly to hers as we sat side by side. “So, I’ve scored us a couple of seats at Maude this evening.”

  “Maude?” She looked enthused. “August, that’s like impossible to get into. How’d you manage that? Oh, wait. You must’ve had reservations already, didn’t you? I heard you have to make them three months in advance.”

  “No, I didn’t have reservations. I just did a little wheeling and dealing is all.” I took her hand, kissing the top of it before trailing my lips up her arm until they met hers.

  My heart beat like a base drum as I kissed her softly, not wanting to rush, only wanting to take my time, tasting her in the way I’d dreamt about doing for years.

  Our chests were heaving when our mouths parted. The kiss hadn’t gone beyond just lips touching lips, yet it had affected us in a way that neither of us had expected, judging by the dazed look in her eyes.

  “I’ll take it slow tonight, Tawny. I won’t rush a thing. There’s no reason to now. I’m not going anywhere.” Her hand felt so good in mine as I ran my hand down her arm to grasp it.

  She blinked a few times. “I think I’d like that. Nice and slow. We haven’t done nice and slow, have we?”

  “No, we did it hard and fast, if I recall that night correctly.” My fingertip ran over her bronze-tinted lips. “Hard and fast was good, but I think long and slow will be even better.”

  “I agree wholeheartedly.” She leaned her head on my shoulder. The smell of her hair captivated me.

  “Lemons and honey,” I commented as I took a long sniff.

  She looked up with a questioning gaze. “What?”

  “Your hair. It smells like lemons and honey. That night, it smelled like strawberries.” The smile she gave me hit me like a fist to my heart.

  “You remember that?” She blushed, and I loved how I’d already made her do that. I was yearning to see her entire body flush with that same color. Plans for later that night were already beginning to form in my head.

  Dinner, a bit of dancing, then back to her place to get horizontal once again. The way my cock pulsed had me wondering if we’d be able to get through all the courses that night before giving the chemistry between us what it demanded.

  Chapter 8

  Tawny

  The date went far past any expectations I’d had. Dinner at a restaurant that defied imagination: small, quiet, and phenomenal food. Later, August held me in his arms as we swayed to soft music. Soft kisses placed on random areas of my head then down my neck, leaving my legs feeling like jelly.

  The man had me, and he knew it. What he’d do with me was still a question that needed to be answered. We’d gotten back into the backseat of his car, the driver taking us to his place. A surge of disappointment traveled through me when I found out he’d be getting out there, leaving me alone so his driver could take me to pick up Calum before dropping me home.

  My thighs clenched as he told me the plan.

  No sex?

  I bit my lower lip, unsure of how to tell him that I wanted more. “Um, August, you don’t have to go to all that trouble. I can take my car and run by your sister’s to pick Calum up. It’s not a problem at all. And you could maybe come in for a little…um, what do they call those things?” I searched my memory and found an old Love Boat episode locked away. “Oh, yeah. Nightcap.”

  “A drink?” he asked, his fingertip moving along my jawline.

  “Sure, a drink.” My body sizzled at his soft touch. I’d been on fire for hours, and I needed the flame doused. Only August had the magic elixir to do that.

  “I don’t want you to have to do any driving after even one drink.” He leaned in close, trailing kisses along my collarbone.

  So, I had to come up with another idea, and I did so quite quickly. “Ride with me then. Stay with me while we go get Calum.”

  “But you said you don’t like to introduce men to your son, Tawny.” His lips moved up my neck. When his hands took my wrists, holding my arms to my sides, I almost begged him to take me right then and there.

  “I don’t. I haven’t.” My breathing became sporadic as he nibbled my earlobe then blew warm breath into my ear. It reminded me of the way he’d given me oral sex that night so many years ago, how he blew on my sex before eating me until I came, screaming his name over and over.

  God, I want to feel that again!

  “I don’t want to make you do anything that would make you uncomfortable,” he whispered as he moved those soft lips all around my ear, then licked the spot just behind it.

  I’d already been wet for him, but with that sensation, I gushed. “Oh, August!” I gasped. “Please, just ride with me to get him. I don’t care about my old rules. I won’t feel uncomfortable.”

  “Well, if you’re really sure, then your wish is my command, Princess.” He pulled his mouth off me then pressed a button. “Max, change of plans. Go to my sister’s first, please.”

  “Yes, sir,” came the driver’s answer.

  Then hazel eyes sparkling with desire leveled on my breasts before moving up to meet my eyes. “Hmm, since your son will be here when I drop you off at your place, we’ll miss our goodnight kiss.”

  I couldn’t breathe or even think straight. So, a nod was all I could muster as I saw that look in his eyes. The one that told me without a doubt that he wanted me.

  His lips quirked up to one side. “So, we should probably do the goodnight kiss now, before we pick him up. I don’t want to miss out on the best part of the night. Do you?”

  All I could do was shake my head. He’d rendered me speechless.

  When he got off the seat to get on his knees in front of me, I began to shake with anticipation. His hands moved up my legs, bunching the bottom of my dress as he pushed it up until my panties were exposed. One warm hand moved over my pulsating pussy then he looked up at me, licking his lips.

  With a nod, I gave him the go-ahead then leaned my head back on the seat and closed my eyes. Pushing the silky fabric of the panties to one side, he blew hot breath over my sex before kissing it with more soft kisses.

  My hands fisted at my sides as he ran his tongue through my folds then tapped my clit with it. Over and over, he tormented me. I wanted that tongue thrusting into my cunt, hard and fast.

  As if reading my mind, August flattened his tongue, licking the opening that craved feeling any part of him inside of it. When he pushed his tongue into me, he made a deep guttural groan that sent shivers through my body, only adding to the sensations that came from the actual penetration.

  The way his hands gripped my hips reminded me of that night, and I moaned with the new memories I’d now have of this man. “August,” I growled as I couldn’t stop myself from running my hands through his hair, messing it up.

  He ate me as if he were a starving man. But he’d eaten plenty that night—his hunger now was only for me. Within minutes, a wave built inside of me, crashing and taking me to new heights. I bit my bottom lip to stop a scream of pure pleasure from erupting, letting the driver know exactly what we were doing behind the dark glass that separated us from him.

  August panted as he raised his head. “Fuck, you still taste like he
aven, baby.”

  I hadn’t even caught my breath before his mouth was on mine. His tongue pushed through my lips, and I tasted my juices on him. With a swift movement, he sat on the bench seat and pulled me to sit on his lap, facing him. My crotch to his, his cock as hard as a rock between us.

  My body ached for him as we kissed, and I moved over his fabric-covered cock, yearning to set it free. But as I moved my hands to do just that, he grabbed my wrists, stopping me. His mouth left mine, moving up my neck until his lips were on my ear. “Not this way.”

  “August, please,” I begged quietly.

  “No, not this way.” He pulled his head back to look at me, fire in his eyes, telling me he wanted it just as bad as I did. “No, Tawny. I want you to feel special. I owe you that.”

  “You don’t owe me a thing, August.” I moved my body seductively over his swollen appendage, which I needed to be inside of me.

  The fire in his eyes flickered before going out, quickly replaced by concern. He let my wrists go to run his hands up my arms, and then took my face in them. “I owe you more than you know. Your face filled my head almost nonstop those first years. And every single time things got hard for me, you were there, Tawny Matthews. I made love to you, then left you. I took your innocence, then walked away. I could’ve called, wrote, or gotten in touch with you somehow. I didn’t do any of those things. I thought you deserved to move on with your life—find a real man to love you. A man who’d be there for you in a way I couldn’t.”

  “Stop,” I whispered. My hands moved up his muscled back. “I never wanted more from you than what you gave me.”

  “You didn’t want me to be yours, Tawny?” He smiled that crooked smile that I’d always adored.

  “I did. But I knew what you were doing was far more important than staying around Sebastopol to be with me. So, I took the memory of that night and kept it close, knowing that I’d given you something you could take with you too. And that’s been enough for me throughout these last seven years.” I kissed his cheek. “But I have to be honest with you.”