by Emily Minton
Her blush grows as she pushes my hand away. “I’ll uh… I’ll just have a cheeseburger, fries, and a diet coke.”
She’s quiet as I place the order and we wait for our food. As soon as I grab it, I hand it over to her. “Can you pull my food out and give it to me?”
“Okay,” she mumbles, digging through the bag.
She takes her time, getting out the napkins and spreading one across her lap then gently laying one on my leg. Next, she pulls out the straws, opening both and putting them in our drinks. Finally, she gets to the food and starts separating it.
Driving off, I reach over as she pushes a Whopper to me. “Thanks.”
Again, she goes quiet for a moment, just eating her food. When she finally looks over to me, her face is pure scarlet. “I’m sorry I was bitch earlier. There was no reason for it.”
Her voice is just barely above a whisper, as if apologizing is foreign to her. She obviously thinks I’m pissed at her, and she’s not liking the feeling. With as combative as she is, it will take forever to get though her walls. Looking at her sexy body, I know all the trouble will be worth it.
“Listen, I get the fact that you think all men are assholes. Considering where you work, you probably have pretty damn good reasons to think that. I’m not making any promises, but I figure it’s worth it to get to know each other.”
She turns to look out the passenger side window, just staring at the city streets passing by. After a few minutes, she turns back to face me. “You’re right. I do think all men are dicks. Every guy who walks through the club doors only wants one thing. I’ve seen too many of my friends get hurt by guys promising them the world.”
She’s quiet for a minute more. Hoping to get her talking again, I say, “I can see that happening.”
“It’s hard not to compare you to all of them, though. I’ve pushed away advances from every guy I’ve met at the club, ever since I first started working there,” she says, taking a drink of her soda.
I can see this being true. She’s so guarded that I doubt anyone else ever got close. Hoping to make her smile, I add, “I bet none of them had my smooth moves.”
“If you think you’re the first guy who followed me to my car and tried to take me out, you’d be wrong,” she replies, chewing on a fry.
Guess my attempt to brighten things didn’t work. “Well, you came with me. Hopefully, it hasn’t been all that bad.”
“I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t be one of those stupid girls crying in the dressing room when Mr. Right turned out to be an asshole, but it’s not right to judge you because of what the rest of the guys have done.” There’s more than a hint of fear in her voice as she says this.
“No, it’s not.” I like the way the conversation is going.
“I haven’t really given you a fair chance, so maybe I should just wait to see if you’re all you make yourself out to be.” Her hand runs through her long blonde hair, while her eyes avoid mine. I can hear the doubt in her voice; she says the words, but her mind doesn’t believe them.
Smiling at her, I feel like I’ve won whatever game we’ve been playing. “Only thing I promised you so far was dinner, and I came through on that.”
“You sure did,” she says with a laugh before sticking a fry in her mouth.
Laughing too, I shoot her a wink. “Now, if you tell me where you live, I can come through on a second promise and take your sweet ass home.”
She rattles off her address, still eating her food. “It’s not far from here. Just take a right at the next light and turn left by the Taco Bell.”
“That sounds good,” I say, thinking of a burrito supreme with extra sour cream.
“What?” she asks, running a napkin over her mouth.
“I haven’t had Taco Bell in months, so we’re gonna stop. You can consider it our second date,” I tell her, clicking on my turn signal.
Her laughter fills the car, causing me to laugh with her. “How are you still hungry?”
“Don’t laugh, Sunshine. I’m a man’s man. I need food. I just may die on you if I don’t get a burrito in my system soon.”
“Cinnamon twists sound good,” she adds with a laugh, stuffing her trash in the bag. “Those things are addictive. I could eat a hundred of them and still want more.”
As I pull into the drive thru, I see a smile on her face. I’m quiet until a voice comes through the speaker asking me what I need. “I want two burrito supremes, both with extra sour cream.” Peeking over at Emmy, I add, “And we want twenty bags of cinnamon twists.”
I hear her take a sharp intake of breath beside me. As I pull away from the speaker, she grabs my arm. “I can’t eat that much. Are you crazy?”
“More than you know, but I have every intention of showing you just how crazy I can be.”
Chapter Seven
Emmy
We stay silent as we drive, munching on our food, with only a few abrupt directions to get him to my place. I’m still lost in my thoughts when we pull up to my apartment complex. I’m so far detached that I don’t even realize the truck has stopped until my door opens.
Kane reaches out to me, offering me his hand. I place mine in his, letting my body slide down his as I get down from the truck. When my feet touch the ground, I don’t move away from him. I’m absorbed in the feeling of my body flush against his.
A few minutes of silence pass by before I have the courage to speak. “Thank you for offering to train my brother and giving him a job, though I’m still shocked that you did.”
“Don’t sweat it. I want to help him tap into that determination he’s got,” he says, looking down into my eyes.
“Well, thanks again,” I reply, wanting him to know just how much I appreciate everything he’s done for Trey.
“I want you to put my number in your phone. You’re gonna call me tomorrow, and I’m gonna take you out on a real date. Wear one of those hot little dresses I know you’ve got hanging in your closet, and I’ll take you to one of those fancy ass restaurants you were thinking about earlier. Although, you can still leave the panties at home if you want.” His deep voice rumbles through his chest, sending chills through my body.
For some reason, I don’t want him to leave. I should say goodnight and send him on his way. I should be good, but that’s the last thing on my mind. In fact, imagining him lying in my bed is all I can think about.
My hands run up his arms, trace over his neck, and tangle in his dark brown hair. “You make me want to throw every rule in my book out the window.”
“Just another way you’re perfect for me, Sunshine. I hate rules,” he says before slamming his mouth down on mine.
He backs me against the truck as he devours my lips. The cool metal sends goosebumps all over my skin, as my heated body rests upon it. His tongue invades my mouth, stealing my breath. “Invite me in or tell me to leave. I need to know what you want. You’re killing me, woman.”
“Inside now.” I pant the words out as his hands grip my ass, lifting me up and carrying me toward the building.
“Which apartment?” he breathes out, not faltering in his steps.
Moving my lips to his neck, I reply, “C 128. It’s up the stairs.”
He takes the stairs two at a time, carrying my weight. His hands tighten on my ass as he stops at my door. “I need the key, baby.”
Leaning back just enough to pull it out of my purse, I hand it to him then go back to tasting his neck. He removes one hand, carefully wrapping his other hand under my ass to balance me. I hear the key rattle in the lock, and then he is carrying me through the door of my apartment.
When he slams the door behind us, he carries me further into the room. We don’t even make it to the bedroom. He stands me up in front of my couch, quickly rips his shirt over my head, and looks down at my feet. “Leave the shoes on.”
A wave of heat rushes through my body, settling in my core. “Okay.”
He begins to undress, but his blue eyes never leave me. “I would love
to take my time, but I have wanted your pussy all damn night. This will be quick, hard, and amazing.”
His words have me completely wet and ready for him. “Quick is good with me. Hard is even better.”
Once he is completely bared, I don’t even get a chance to fully take him in before he spins me around so I am facing the couch. “That’s not fair. You’ve been looking at my ass all night. I wanted a little peek, too.”
“You can study my body later. Right now, I need inside that pussy.” I hear a rip from what I can only imagine is a condom. Thankfully, he has one on him.
His hand goes between my legs, sinking two fingers deep inside me. “Thank fuck, you’re ready.”
My entire body tenses as the anticipation of what is to come fills me. He forcefully pushes my back down, so I am lying across the arm of the couch. His hand grips my hip hard, and I feel him at my entrance. “Hold on tight, babe.”
With no further warning, he slams into me. As he bottoms out, I yelp with both pleasure and pain. “God, you’re so deep.”
“Oh, yeah,” he groans, sliding nearly all the way out before slamming in deep again.
My fingers grip the fabric of the couch cushion, holding on tight to keep me from flying off of it. Pleasure fills my body as he slides in and out. Each stroke hits the spot, forcing a moan from my lips. Unable to hold it back, I cry out his name.
“You feel so damn good.” He moves his hand and tangles it in my hair, bringing my back flush with his chest. Forcing my head to the side, he asks, “How’s it feel, Sunshine?”
“Good,” I answer honestly.
“Just good? We’ll have to fix that.” His tongue licks a trail up my jaw, ending with a kiss on my temple. His hips slow to a stop, grinding deep. “You ready?”
“God, yes,” I moan out, needing him to move. I push my ass against him, needing friction.
He releases his grip and slaps my ass hard enough to sting. “You’re greedy, Sunshine. I love it.”
Reaching back, I grab his dark locks and force him to look at me. “I need you.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asks as he lowers my chest back to the couch.
I grasp the fabric once again, knowing he’s about to give me what I need. “Hurry, Kane.”
Both hands grasp at my waist, and he begins to pump in and out of me. Using my hips for leverage, he pulls me to him every time he goes deep. “Is this what you need?”
I can’t respond. My mind is too focused on the sensations shooting through me. The sound of our bodies slamming together fills my tiny apartment, mixing with my moans and the low growls rolling from his mouth. Every sound adds to my pleasure.
His fingers dig into my skin, tightening in a way that sends a pleasurable pain through my body as his thrusts speed up. I throw my head back, screaming, as he grinds into me. “Oh, God.”
I feel his hand start to snake around my body. Anticipating its path, my legs spread as far as they can go. Once he reaches my clit, he uses two fingers to pinch down hard then gives it a brutal twist. Not able to hold back one more minute, I toss back my head and scream as an orgasm rushes its way through my body.
Riding the wave of pleasure, I lay my head against the cushion and close my eyes. He continues to pound into me, intensifying the aftershocks of my orgasm. Sliding in and out, his pace picks up. His movements change from controlled to erratic, and I know he’s close.
Raising my head back up, I turn it just enough to see his face. It’s twisted in a way that makes him appear primal. Just looking at him brings on another wave of pleasure, causing my pussy to contract around him. When I tighten it even further, his hips slam against my ass. Holding still, his whole body tenses behind mine, before he groans out his own release.
Chapter Eight
Kane
Pulling into Emmy’s apartment complex, I laugh into the phone. “You’re not getting anywhere near here until she knows she’s mine.”
Ozzy snorts before replying. “You walked in this house smelling like pussy, covered in glitter, and looking like you’d just been fucked by a pro, so I’m guessing she already knows she’s yours.”
I thought so, too, until I pulled out of her. The minute she came down from her high, she was tossing my clothes at me. She wanted me out of her place as fast as possible. Having the shoe being on the other foot sucked like a motherfucker. Usually, it was me kicking out the girls who wanted to get clingy after one night. If it hadn’t been for the fact that I refused to leave without her promising to go to dinner with me tonight, I’m not sure I’d ever see her again. I want more of her pussy, and she’s just gonna have to get used to it. Until I get my fill, she’s mine.
“We’ll see,” I say, wondering what she’s wearing tonight. “You’ll get to meet her soon, anyway. Her brother is going to be coming down to the gym, and I figure she’ll trail close behind him.”
I may not know Emmy all that well, but I know enough to realize she’s not letting Trey go anywhere until she knows the gym’s legit. I figure she’ll be there for at least the first few training sessions. Lucky for me, that means I’ll keep after her ass until I’m buried inside her again.
“Is he wanting to sign up for training?” Ozzy asks, sounding a little annoyed. “You better not have promised him a spot. You know the waiting list is a couple hundred deep.”
I really don’t want to get into this shit now, but it’s probably best to get it out of the way. “Yeah, he’s gonna get trained by me personally. I did more than promise him a spot, though. I hired him on to do the cleaning and other bullshit.”
“Fuck,” Ozzy mumbles. “You must really like this girl’s pussy.”
My brother says shit like this all the time, not meaning a damn thing by it. For some reason, this time, it flies all over me. “Don’t start that shit. This one may be more than just pussy, but it’s gonna take me a little time to figure it out.”
He lets out a low whistle then asks, “So, it’s like that, huh?”
“I’m not sure, but I think it just may be,” I respond honestly. If this was just about sex, last night would have sated me. With Emmy, I wanted more as soon as I pulled my cock out of her.
Before last night, I never thought I’d be chasing a woman. I never even considered I would have to bribe a chick to go out with me. If any other chick had pulled the shit she did last night, I would’ve walked away without looking back. But, with Emmy, I’m sitting in front of her rundown apartment building, hard as hell at the thought of her.
“I never thought I’d see the day you’d fall for a chick. Just wait ‘til the guys hear about it,” he adds with a laugh.
I didn’t even think about that. I’ve seen the way the guys act when a chick steps foot in the gym, especially a girl who looks like Emmy. The guys at the gym are gonna be sporting hard-ons the minute she walks through the door. Even thinking about it has me wanting to rip something in half.
“You need to spread word to those bastards that she’s mine. I’ll rip their damn eyes out of their skulls if I see them even looking at her too long.”
“Just calm down. I’ll make sure they know the score,” he assures me, finally realizing how serious I am.
“Hey, bro. I gotta go,” I say, not wanting to listen to anymore of his shit.
Not bothering to wait for his reply, I end the call and slide the phone into my pocket. Finally cutting the engine, I pull out the keys and open the truck door. For the first time in years, I’m actually nervous. That’s how I know something is different about her. She has this feisty personality that makes me want to know more about her. This girl brings out something in me I’ve never felt before. I’m just climbing the steps when she comes walking down.
Her long blonde hair is slicked back on the sides, hanging low down her back. She has on a blood red dress that cuts off right above the knee and plunges deep at the front, giving me the perfect view of her tits. She’s wearing another pair of high heels, these a shiny gold that shimmer with each step she takes.
Shaking my head, I wait until she gets close enough to hear me. “I was gonna come up and get you.”
Her green eyes narrow at me. “I’m thinking it’s best if we stay away from my couch or any other flat surfaces in my apartment.”
“It doesn’t have to be a flat surface, babe. I could take you up against the wall. Hell, we could try the hood of my truck if you want to,” I whisper in her ear, trying to soften her hard exterior.
“Well, you taking me to Burger King and Taco Bell got you my body spread out over the couch. Depending on where you take me tonight, I may be able to make your dreams come true,” she replies, giving me a sexy smile.
Grabbing her, I pull her in for a quick kiss. As soon as I get a taste of her lips, it turns into something else. My teeth nip at her bottom lip before my tongue sweeps into her mouth. I swear, each time I touch her is better than the last. She deepens the kiss, leaning against me. Her hands fist in my shirt as a groan leaves her mouth.
Finally pulling back, she looks into my eyes. “Okay, I may be a cheap date but not that cheap. You have to at least get me an order of chicken nuggets before you get in my panties.”
Laughing at her smart ass mouth, I help her in the truck. “Well, I want in your panties, so let’s go grab your nuggets.”
When I move to shut the door, she sticks her hand out to stop me. “That is if I’m wearing panties. I guess you’ll just have to wait until later to find out.”
I close the door, shaking my head and laughing. Heading to the driver’s side, a vision of her bare pussy is all I can picture, and I have to reach down and adjust my hardening cock. I’m gonna be fighting a hard-on all night.
As soon as I get inside, my eyes go to the red dress covering her body. “I didn’t think anything could look better on you than my shirt did, but I was wrong. You look sexy as hell.”
“Thank you,” she says, a blush covering her cheeks.
It’s funny as hell that a woman who takes her clothes off for a living blushes when she gets a compliment. I can’t help but wonder if it’s because she doesn’t think she’s beautiful, or if no one but the pricks at the strip club say it to her. Maybe it’s both.