by H. M. Montes
Twenty minutes later they were pushing their way through the crowd of people trying to get to our table. Asher smiled big as they sat down with us. Mitch kissed her hard then whispered something in her ear causing her to blush. Lance gave me a quick kiss on the lips before turning to drink his beer. “Should you be drinking that since you’re in training?” I said in the most serious tone I could, but couldn’t stop myself from laughing. Far East Movement ‘Like A G6’ started blaring through the speakers, Asher jumped up from the table, grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the dance floor. When we got on the dance floor it was literally packed, you couldn’t dance without bumping into other people. Asher didn’t care, she just threw her hands in the air and started shaking her hips, singing along with the music. A couple of guys tried to dance with us but Asher gave them a go to hell look, they moved away pretty quick. As that song faded out, Usher’s ‘Yeah’ started pumping through the club. I felt two strong hands grasp on to my hips as I was pulled against a hard muscular body. I turned to see that Lance was the one that I was dancing with. Asher was now grinding in rhythm with Mitch, I got in rhythm with Lance as he pulled my hand up behind his neck and spread his other hand out across my stomach. I pulled my hand from behind his neck , turned around so I was facing him. He was staring down at me as he pulled me closer to him, with his one leg between mine we slowly ground against each other. He bent down and trailed kisses from my bare shoulder up to my ear. “You’re killin' me Chass.” He said with a smile. I could feel his erection pressing against my hip as the song finished. The DJ announced that he needed a drink, “SOMBODY BETTER BRING ME SOME FLUIDS BEFORE I DIE BACK HERE!”. People shuffled off the dance floor toward the bar. I told Lance that I was going to go use the restroom, then asked Asher if she needed to use it. She pulled her lips away from Mitch long enough to shake her head no.
I stood in line for what felt like half an hour, after I finished going to the bathroom I was washing my hands when suddenly somebody ran into the back of me pushing me against the sinks hard. I turned around to see no other than Carey, I rolled my eyes and tried to step around her. She stuck her arm out;
“I’m not sure how else to get my point across to you that Lance is MINE, so tonight when your slutty ass is sucking his dick, that wonderful taste will be from MY pussy on him. We fucked before we came here. Back off of him bitch. Find some redneck from your part of the woods.” She said with pure anger in her eyes.
“Why don’t you talk to him? You can’t honestly tell me that you think I’m “chasing” after him. HE finds ME you dumb bitch. Maybe just MAYBE if YOU satisfied your man he wouldn’t be coming to ME. Oh wait, I forgot (I covered my mouth then dropped my hand away) you CAN’T keep your man HAPPY so you find some other poor guy to fuck hoping he’ll enjoy your loose ass!” I said staring her down.
She threw her head back and laughed then tried to slap me, I caught her hand, “Don’t you dumb bitch, you don’t even want to start with me…understand?” I said then pushed her out of the way.
When I finally got back to the table Lance asked me if everything was okay, I turned to him, “No you know what? I’m really starting to think that you’re playing me Lance. I just got confronted by your ex psychotic girlfriend in the bathroom. She told me that when I’m sucking your dick later that I’d be tasting her on your cock. I’m pretty sure there is NO chance in hell that ANYTHING is going to happen.” I said then crossed my arms over my chest.
“Chass, you have to believe me, I haven’t slept with her or ANY other woman since I met you. Ask Mitch, hell, ask any of my roommates, they’ll tell you.” He said then crossed his arms over his chest. We sat there glaring at each other until Asher and Mitch finally interrupted us.
Asher pulled me away from the table towards the bar, “What the hell is going on?” she asked. I told her all about what Carey had said to me in the bathroom. “Well I do know he’s usually in his room when I’m over there, I’ve only seen Carey there once and he wasn’t even there.” She told me as we waited for the bartender.
I sighed then looked at her, “I’m not getting involved with somebody that has a complete psychotic ex-girlfriend. How much fun will that be for him or me in the relationship?” I said. She ordered us each two more lemon drop shots, we threw them back then did the tequila shot. She ordered us another long island ice tea, as we made our way back to the table as Jason Aldean’s ‘Night Train’ started playing. Before I knew what was happening I was being pulled to the dance floor by Jet. He pulled me in close to him as the song played. Instantly my heart started beating faster and harder, my body heated up and covered with goose bumps. I looked up at him his blue silver eyes locked with mine;
“The way your heart started beating faster, (he whispered into my ear) the way your body is covered in goose bumps, (he slid his fingers down my shoulders to my hands and put them behind his neck) the way your blood starts too feel like it’s on fire coursing through your veins.. (he pulled back and looked into my eyes) only I can do that to your body Chass and only you can do it to my body.” He said as his hands tightened on my hips. Jet stood about six foot four inches tall, I stand right at five foot five so our lips were close enough to feel our breath on each other’s lips. I licked my lips as he slowly swayed us back and forth. “I’m not going to kiss you here.” He said with a grin as he looked from my eyes to my lips then back into my eyes.
“Why?” I asked breathlessly looking back into his eyes.
“I told you already.” He said with a smile.
I narrowed my eyes at him, “No why do you keep finding me only to tease me?”
He licked his lips then bent down, “Chass, I’m not teasing you, believe me when I say our first kiss is going to be fucking mind blowing just as I push my cock deep inside of your wet fucking pussy.” I shivered and couldn’t form words as the song ended I thought he was going to let me go back to the table but he didn’t. Pitbull’s song ‘Give Me Everything’ started playing. Jet smiled down at me as we started dancing, people were bumping into us pushing us around but he never took his eyes off mine. My body was covered in a light sweat, as he sang along with the lyrics, he spun me around so my back was pressed against his front. He lowered his head and sang along in his deep raspy voice, then started sliding his hand up my thigh around to the base of my ass. He sucked in a breath when he didn’t feel a panty line, then he kissed my shoulder and lightly bit my neck muscle causing me to shiver and whimper. I felt him smile against my neck, “Chass you can either go home with me or I can make you cum right here on the dance floor.” He whispered against my ear. I shook my head no, he smiled “Okay have it your way.” He said as his hand slid around to the front of my thong, under my dress. I looked around hoping that nobody was watching, when I tried to move away he wrapped his other hand around my stomach. He slowly slid one finger under my thong, he growled, “Fucking slick, and wet, is this really how you want me to make you cum for the first time Chass?” he asked as he flicked my clit.
I was breathing heavy, my nipples were hard and pressing against the fabric of my dress, “You c..can’t..you..you wo..wont.” I panted out.
He pushed his finger back to my entrance, “Already feels like I’m pretty close…decide now or I leave you a quivering mess right here so you have to go back and face Lance knowing you just came all over my fingers.” He growled against my neck. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, but it was no use I was about to have my first orgasm on the dance floor because of Jet’s skilled fingers. “Chass” he said then pulled the wetness back to my clit he rubbed my clit and flicked it a couple of times, “You really want to cum?” He asked. I couldn’t say anything as he continued to flick and circle my clit. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. Just as the song was about to end, my orgasm ripped through me as he smiled against my shoulder. He slid his hand out from under my thong and put it back in to place, then turned me around put his finger in his mouth and sucked on it slowly pulling it out of his mouth. “Next tim
e, Chass you should let me use my tongue so I get a real taste of you.” He said, then turned and walked away leaving me standing in the middle of the crowd of people on the dance floor.
I stood there in complete shock for a few seconds, Asher reached through the crowd and yanked me toward the exit. “What the fuck happened?” she asked once we were standing outside. I looked at her with tears in my eyes, “CHASS, say something, did that son of bitch hurt you?” she practically yelled at me. I looked at the ground and shook my head no, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to be feeling, all I wanted was to be back in Jet’s arms. “Chass, right now Mitch and Lance are looking for Jet, if you don’t tell me what the hell happened he’s going to be lucky to live.” She told me.
I looked up at her, “Tell them to leave him alone, I’m fine, we were just dancing that’s all.” I told her. She narrowed her eyes at me sent Mitch a text to let him know that I was fine.
“I’m your best friend, you can tell me what happened.”
I looked past her shoulder then back at her, “He uhh..he..”
I was interrupted by Jet, “I didn’t do anything to her she didn’t like. And I definitely didn’t hurt her. I would never hurt her.” He said from behind me.
I spun around to look at him, he had his hands tucked deep in his pockets, his jaw muscle tensed as we stared at each other;
“Did I hurt you Chass?” he asked in a gravelly voice.
“No.” I said, still keeping my eyes locked on his.
“Did I do anything you didn’t want me to?” he asked. I slowly shook my head no, “Say it then.” He said “Say I didn’t hurt you.”
“You didn’t hurt me.” I said just above a whisper. He looked past my shoulder to Asher, I turned around to look at her. She was standing there with her mouth wide open, blinking quickly looking from Jet to me. She snapped her mouth shut then fanned her face.
“My god you two, just leave already, I think I need to take two birth control pills to make up for the severe eye fucking I just watched you two do!” She said then started to walk back into the club. She turned around poked her finger into Jet’s chest, “You hurt her and I swear I’ll become your worst nightmare.” She warned him. She hugged me then walked back inside.
I turned around Jet was leaning against the building staring at the ground. I walked over to him, he raised his head to look at me. We stood there staring at each other, he dragged his eyes down my body then looked back into my eyes;
“Why?” I asked.
He cocked his head to the side, “Why what?” he asked me back.
I rolled my eyes, “Why did you do that to me?”
“Why didn’t you stop me?” he asked, then took a step closer towards me. “Chass, I asked why you didn’t stop me. You feel the same things I do, don’t you?” his deep voice vibrated through my body. I took a step back and shook my head no, “Bullshit, don’t fucking lie. What happened in there (he pointed to the club) you fucking loved it Chass. You know as well as I do NOBODY has ever made you feel like this. I don’t like it either, FUCK, (he yelled) I don’t know why I can’t stay away from you. But I can’t, all you have to do is tell me to leave and that’s it Chass, I walk away and I’ll leave you the fuck alone.” He finished.
I looked back into his eyes, I could feel tears getting ready to spill out of my eyes, “Leave Jet.” I said with a shaky voice.
He didn’t say anything else, he just nodded his head then walked back into the club.
I text Asher to let her know that I was leaving, that I was going home. She text me back wanting to know if Jet was going with me. I replied “No”. When I got back to the dorm, I stripped out of my dress and boots, washed my makeup off, brushed my hair out, found my sweat pants and a t-shirt then laid down in bed. A few minutes later there was a knock at our door, I hesitated to answer since I knew everybody else was at the club still.
When I opened the door Lance was standing there, “Can I come in?” he asked. I stepped out of the way so he could come in, once he was inside he kept his back to me after I had shut the door. Running a hand through his dirty blonde hair, then cupping the back of his neck he turned around. “Chass I watched everything that happened out there with you and Jet.” He looked at the floor then looked back at me, “Why didn’t you stop him?” he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, “I don’t know.”
He took in a deep breath, “I saw the look in his eyes and the way you looked back at him Chass. It’s not the same way you look at me. I know we haven’t known each other long, but I really want to give us a chance. Let me prove to you that I can make you happy.” He said then took a step towards me.
I held my hands up stopping him, “Lance, I’ve been here one week, one whole week, I just want to be friends for now. I know you don’t want to hear that but I’m just not ready for a steady relationship right now.”
He looked at me, gave me a small smile, “Okay, I totally understand, I do enjoy being around you Chass. I won’t push you into anything you don’t want right now.” He told me.
I pulled him into a hug, when he pulled back he gave me a lingering kiss. “I’ll see you around, you’re not getting rid of me that easy.” He whispered against my lips with a smile.
The following week when I would see Jet he didn’t speak to me, he would look at me and quickly look away. Lance, didn’t push me anymore on dating him, he told me he would back off and he did. I was enjoying college life, except for all the reports we had to do, those were enough to stress me out so bad I wanted to scream. I did once and scared Asher half to death, she came barreling into my room thinking something was really wrong. When I told her it was just the reports stressing me out, she laughed and walked out of my room. I was staying caught up on most of the courses, and even read ahead on most so that I wouldn’t be completely lost on some subjects.
We hadn’t been going out to the club much after that Welcome Back party, but Asher told me “Make sure you stay “maintained” or you’ll regret it.” I figured that three weeks was long enough of a wait, so after school one Thursday I went back to the salon. The little oriental lady said, “You need be sure, come in at least every two weeks, not three.” I promised her I would be a regular every TWO weeks.
Friday at school, most of the professors went easy on us, we had to do a few group activities in some of the classes, but it meant no home work for a change. Friday night, Asher and Mitch said they were going to watch a movie, so I figured it would be in my best interest to stay in my room. About 9:30 Asher came barreling into my room,
“Get up, we need to go!” she yelled.
I jumped off my bed, “Why what’s wrong?” I asked nervously thinking something was wrong with Mitch.
“The A-feature will be starting in about an hour and Jet made it, he’s leading points! If he wins the A-feature, he’ll win five thousand dollars!” she was bouncy on her feet when she told me.
“And?” I said.
She threw her head back, “UGG, Chass you KNOW you want to go. You haven’t been to a race in YEARS, I know that you love it and miss it. He won’t even know we are there, I NEED to watch a good race…pretty PRETTY please?!” She whined.
I shook my head, “Whatever, but I’m not going to like this one little bit.” I said as I slipped my converse shoes on and a hoodie.
On the way to the track I sat in the back seat of Mitch’s pickup, Asher was right I hadn’t been to a race in years. I went to a memorial race for my dad, but the older I got the more I hated being there because, to me, it wasn’t fair what happened. So I quit going.
Mitch broke the silence, “Jet’s a bad ass racer, he doesn’t take shit off anybody out there. They call him Jammin’ Jet because he’ll jam his car into places most guys don’t have the balls too.” He said.
Asher clapped her hands and bounced in her seat, “I can’t wait! Don’t let Chass fool you, she loves it, she misses it, it’s in her blood.” She said then turned around and looked at me.
I rolled my
eyes at her then text my Uncle John, *I can NOT believe that I’m letting Asher drag me to the races.* A few minutes later he replied, *Good for you baby girl, your dad has probably been pitching a fit over the years. It’s in our blood.* ~ *I know , but still…* ~ *Just go and have fun Chassis Brinn, but don’t be picking up on any of the young hot drivers! HAHA!* ~ *I just rolled my eyes at you!* ~ *That’s a shocker! I’d say keep me posted on who wins, but I’m afraid I don’t know anybody in that part of the woods!* ~ *LOL, I’ll just pick a car and cheer for them & let you know if they win.* ~ *Sounds good baby girl*. Asher asked who I was texting, so I told her Uncle John, she turned around;
“Did you tell him where you’re going?”
“Yes Asher, I told him where I’m going, he told me to have fun but don’t pick up on any of the young drivers.” I told her with a go to hell smile.
“What’s the big deal Chass? I’m afraid I’m lost here, you use to go but quit?” Mitch asked.
“Yeah uhm…I uhh…My dad was a driver for years. He…he died in a crash at our local track when I was five almost six.” I told him. He whipped his head to the right to look at Asher, then looked in the rear view mirror at me;
“We don’t have to go, we can go back to the dorms. I’m sorry Chass, I had no idea.” He said.
“No, its okay, Asher and my uncle are right, I need to go.” Was all I said.
When we pulled up to the track, it was late enough that we didn’t have to pay to get into the main grandstands. The hobby stock A-feature was just finishing up, the driver was a young high school looking kid. He stood at the passenger side of the door, smiled for the camera as a trophy girl posed beside him. He gave his victory speech, waved to the crowd then drove back to the pit area.