“I would say you should not make a habit of drinking that much,” he says with his back to us as he grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge.
“There’s coffee,” I offer.
He turns to us as he shuts the fridge. “I hate coffee,” he deadpans as he stares at Missy waiting for her to respond to his comment.
She narrows her eyes at him. “It was my birthday party. As far as Sam and Slade are concerned, I was supposed to get drunk and pass out.”
“Well, next time I won’t be there to carry you to a bed.”
He meant it as a warning, but she looks down at the table and blushes. “Thank you for doing that,” she responds quietly.
He doesn’t say anything else to her. He just pulls his keys out of his pocket and turns to me. “I’m gonna go home, shower, and grab my bags. Do you want me to swing by and pick you guys up since you’re on the way to the airport? It will be easier to take one car instead of several.”
I nod. “Sounds good, thanks.”
Once he walks out, Missy stands. “I should go too. I need to go home and get some sleep before I have to be at school for my tests.” She gets up and walks around the island before she hugs Angel. “Thanks for a great party, Sam. I will see you guys in Vegas tomorrow.”
“No need to thank me.” She pulls away and looks up at me after Missy leaves. “We need to get ready as well.”
I nod. “Lead the way.”
*****
Once everyone woke up and got around, the day went by pretty fast. The only person who seemed to be tired was Courtney. Go figure, she was the only one who didn’t drink.
Once we got settled into our rooms at the Venetian, Angel and I took a very short nap. We knew this trip was going to be nothing but partying, and I needed to catch up on some sleep.
Now I stand in the bedroom of our hotel suite as she helps me get dressed for the evening.
She looks up at me as she finishes the last button on my shirt.
I reach up and take her face in my hands. “Have fun and be safe tonight,” I say, hating that fact that she’s going out without me, especially in Vegas of all places.
“I’ll be fine,” she reassures me with a smile.
I frown. I hate it that she thinks she doesn’t need me. “I’ll have my phone on me if you need to call me.” I run my hand through her wet hair.
She pats my chest. “Go out with the boys and have fun.” She spins me around and starts to push me toward our hotel door.
I laugh. “Okay. Just know if you need anything I have my phone…”
“Yeah. Yeah. I get it, daddy. You want me to need your help for something.”
I come to a stop and spin around. “Daddy?” I smile.
“That is what you’re acting like. My dad. I know you have a phone, Slade,” she says rolling her eyes, “but just in case I forget your number, do you want to write it on my hand?” She holds out her hand with a smirk on her face.
“You can be such a smart ass,” I say smiling.
She places the hand on her hip. “You know you love it.”
“That I do.” I lean down and give her a sweet kiss before I turn and walk away.
I press the button on the elevator and see Josh inside of it when it opens. “Have you heard from Micah? I texted him before I got into the shower and haven’t heard back from him.” If I know him, he is probably still passed out.
“He’s down at the bar with Parker.” Huh, guess he is just ignoring me.
Once the elevator opens I follow Josh over to the hotel bar. The noise of the slot machines chime as we make our way through the large casino.
As soon as I see Parker I can’t help but smile. He looks just the same as he did when I saw him at Josh’s party last year. His dark brown hair is buzzed short like Tate’s, and he looks like he’s been spending more time in the gym. He was always the smaller one out of all of us. He was tall but skinny—looks like he’s been working on that.
“Slade,” he shouts with smile on his face as soon as he sees us, releasing an arm around the blond bimbo attached to his side. “Josh,” he says just as loud. “Now ladies.” He releases the redhead who is around his other arm. “I want to introduce to you to a couple of my boys.”
Josh and I laugh as we walk up to him. We each give him a bro hug before he turns his attention to each woman on either side of him. “Ladies. These are my friends, Josh and Slade. Have at them.” He gestures to the girls as he speaks to us.
The blond bimbo gives me a big smile as she takes a step toward me. I hold my hand up to stop her. “I’m engaged,” is all I have to say to make Parker’s jaw hit the ground as the girl frowns.
Parker then laughs and throws his head back. “You’re fucking kidding, right?” he asks.
I shake my head with a proud smile. “It’s been a long time, Parker.”
He turns to look at Josh. “It’s been a year. Please tell me he’s joking.”
Josh shakes his head. “Nope. He’s one hundred percent serious. He is engaged to my girl’s best friend.”
Parker’s brown eyes bug out. “You have a woman too?”
He nods and smiles proudly. “Yep.”
Parker shakes his head and then wraps his arms around the girls again. “Guess I have you both to myself tonight.”
I look away trying to find my brother. “Where’s Micah?” I ask when I don’t see him.
“He ran to the restroom real quick,” Parker answers as he stares down at the blonde’s tits.
Just then Micah walks up to the bar. “You guys ready? The limo should be outside waiting on us.”
“Where’s everyone else?” I ask looking around. The bar is packed but no one seems to be with our party. As I remember correctly, he said he invited like forty people.
“Most of them are meeting us there.” He pulls out his phone when we hear it go off. He reads it then puts it away. “The car’s here. Let’s go.”
*****
The club is dark and the music is so loud it has actually given me a headache. I’m hoping that the alcohol will help take it away, or at least postpone it until tomorrow morning. Most of the guys ended up going to other bars or gambling. The only one I was ever close with is Parker, so I could care less where everyone else went.
“Hey guys,” Tate says as he comes walking up to our table. He arrived at the club a little later than we did but as soon as I saw him walk in he ran into a brunette that he didn’t seem to want to get away from. Needless to say, he has been here for over thirty minutes but is just now joining us.
“Tate,” I say as I gesture to the chair between Parker and Josh. I introduce Tate to Parker and then sit back in my seat trying to get comfortable while I think of Angel out running around the city tonight with just the girls. It has me on edge to say the least.
I pull my phone out and check it. Nothing. I sigh and place it on the table by my rum and Coke. I look up and catch Parker staring at me. He stares at me for a few seconds before he decides to open his mouth.
“Dude. I cannot believe you are engaged. What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you have any idea how much pussy we could be getting tonight? We could have one crazy fucking party back at our hotel room. And when I say party, I mean orgy. Hell, we probably could have done those two girls in the bathroom at the bar.” They had their own party to go to but got his number to meet up later.
I shake my head with a smile. “We used to have parties like that.”
“Exactly! That’s what I’m saying. Imagine how crazy they would be here in Vegas. Vegas, man.” He leans his head back closing his eyes. “We could have one bad ass party. I’ve been dreaming about it for weeks. Women, naked, some lying on the countertop as we drink liquor off of their big fucking fake tits.” He gestures to his chest with his hands as if he’s holding them as he describes them. He opens his eyes and stares at Josh. “Come on Josh help me out. You know what it would be like.”
Josh throws his hands up in the air. “Don’t get me involved in this co
nversation.”
“Fucking pathetic.” He sighs. “What the fuck happened to you two?” Then he looks at Tate. “Please tell me you are single.”
Tate nods his head. “Absolutely.”
“Thank God, I have someone to chase pussy with.” He turns his head and looks out over the club. He sits up straighter in his chair and points the tip of his beer over to the bar area. “Like look at that fucking hot piece of ass.” He leans over further to get a better look.
I know who it is as soon as my eyes land on her. It’s my Angel, but tonight she looks like no angel. She has a tight red dress on that barely covers her ass.
She turns around with a drink in her hand, giving me a view of the front. The top half of the dress is red lace and goes around her neck. The two pieces of lace fabric can barely hold her massive cleavage in. I have to readjust my pants imagining having my hands on them.
She looks like the devil wrapped in lace, a temptress who would bring a saint to his knees before her. I want to taste that kind of sin. Know that kind of dark pleasure. I want to hold her down and take that devil on. I never understood the phrase ‘dance with the devil’.
Until now.
Although, I don’t want to dance. I want to fuck!
I know what is under that dress. I know every sound she will make as I fuck her until neither one of us can think straight. I know how her back will bow while she screams out my name. I could never get enough of her. I want her right here, right now, bent over on this table. Taking what I know belongs to me.
“Fuck, she is hot.” Parker leans over the table, he can’t contain his dick in his pants either. I smile to myself.
I know the way Matt had acted pissed me off. But Matt knew that she was with me. I had warned him to stay the fuck away from her, and he didn’t listen. Parker has no idea. He just thinks she is another woman in the bar that he can take home.
I stand up and start to walk away from the table. “Where are you going?” asks Parker.
I give him a cocky smile.
“You’re taken.” Then he gets a sly smile on his face. “Or are you?”
The idiot thinks I’m going to cheat on my woman? I shake my head. That’s what happens when you lose touch with old friends.
I walk over to my Angel. She is standing by the dance floor sipping on a Long Island with Holly and Courtney, talking to a few other girls I’ve never seen before.
I place my hand on her lower back, and she turns around to shove my arm away, but I grab a hold of her wrist. She smiles when she realizes it’s me.
I wave to the girls and jerk my head back for her to come with me. I have a smug smile on my face when I see Parker’s face light up. He thinks I’m going to help him get laid.
I laugh. Sorry bastard.
“Parker, meet Angel.” I gesture to her once we approach the back booth where the guys sit.
He smirks. “Hello, Angel.” His eyes look her up and down but linger on her breasts. “You don’t look like an angel to me but I would love to spend all night getting a piece of heaven.” He smirks before letting his eyes wander again.
I clear my throat getting his attention. He might not know that she belongs to me, but I can only take so much of him eye-fucking her. “This is my Angel.” I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into my side.
He looks back and forth between her and me a few times with a shocked look on his face.
“Angel, this is my friend, Parker.”
She reaches her right hand out. “Hello Parker. It’s nice to meet you,” she says sweetly but loud enough to be heard over the music.
“Wait.” He looks back and forth a few more times. “This is your fiancée?”
She laughs. “My name is Samantha. You can call me Sam.”
“You lucky son of a bitch. Why didn’t you say that when I pointed her out?” He finally reaches out his hand to shake hers.
I shrug.
“Because this is funnier,” Josh responds, making him and Tate laugh. “You should have seen the look on your face,” he continues.
“What do you mean pointed me out?” She looks at me with a brow lifted.
Parker responds. “I was giving him shit about being engaged,” he offers with no remorse. “I said we could get a lot of pussy tonight back at our hotel. Then I pointed you out as one of the potentials,” he says sounding proud of himself.
“Well, I’m glad to know I would have made the cut,” she says dryly.
I turn to her and pull her up against my body. I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Oh, you and I are going to have one hell of a party tonight back in our room. I plan to rip this dress off of you…with my teeth.”
She groans, pushing her hips into me. “Slade.”
I put my hands up in her hair, wrapping her soft curls around my fingers and pulling her head back to give me access to her neck. God, she smells so fucking good.
I kiss my way up her neck to her ear. I can feel her heart pound against my chest as I take her earlobe into my mouth, lightly sucking on it.
She places her hands on my side, grabbing a handful of my shirt. “Slade,” she sighs in that way that brings me to my knees. I’m still holding her head back; her eyes are closed and her red glossy lips are parted.
I pull away from her. “Yes, beautiful?” I smile.
“Quit playing with me.” She licks her plump red lips.
I smile. “I love the red lipstick, it’s so fucking hot,” I growl.
She places her hands on my chest. “Is that what you would say if you were trying to pick me up?” she asks seriously.
“Uh…” I mumble, thinking of how to answer that question.
She laughs at my unease. “Because if I was just someone you were trying to take home, that line would not do it.”
She has me intrigued. “What would do it for you, baby?” I ask knowing it wouldn’t matter what I said, she would never let me take her home if she didn’t know me. Hell, I used some of my best lines on her when I first met her and none of them worked.
She gets a naughty smile on her face. “How about, that lipstick looks hot on you, but it will look better wrapped around my cock?”
I lift an eyebrow as I take a step closer to her. “Are you trying to give me an image of you on your knees?” My hard dick twitches behind my zipper.
“Oh I have it alright. And what an image it is,” I hear Parker say while he stares at her ass. I place my hand on it. Mine!
She shrugs a shoulder running a finger up and down my chest. “Maybe.” She leans up to my ear. “Can you think of a better one?”
I give her a slow smile as I run my other hand through her soft curls. If I was honest with her, I could think of several better images of her. They involve us alone back in our hotel room. But I’ll go along with what she’s thinking.
“No.” My voice comes out rough and barely audible over the loud music.
I don’t think she heard me, but she slides her hand between our bodies and rubs it against my jeans. She smiles and her eyes drop down to her hand as it rubs my aching cock. “I can fix that for you, you know?” She licks her plump red lips.
I have no doubt that she would lead me to the bathroom to do just that. And my cock twitches at that thought. Hell, I was just contemplating throwing her over this table and taking her as well.
She reaches up and leans into me ear and whispers, “But we will save that for later.” She then licks up my ear making me shiver. She pulls back, looking into my eyes, and gives me a big smile before she turns and faces the table where everyone is watching us with looks of want on their face. Well, everyone except Tate. He’s too busy talking to that brunette he saw when he walked in.
When did she come to our table?
“You guys have fun. I’m going back to dance with the girls.” Then she walks off as if she didn’t just give me an amazing image that keeps replaying in my head.
I turn around and sit down uncomfortably, with how hard my dick is.
“Slade,
man,” I hear Parker say.
I watch Tate whisper something into the brunette’s ear before she stands and walks off. I then look up at Parker. I laugh at the look of awe on his face. “I’m officially jealous. You lucky son of a bitch.”
I give him a satisfied smile as I lift my drink.
“She kind of looks like Ashley Maxwell from high school,” he says, watching her walk over to the girls. I can’t help but notice his eyes staring at her perfect round ass once again.
“How do you remember all of their names?” Josh asks with a laugh.
“She looks nothing like her,” I disagree, frowning. Angel is gorgeous and perfect in every way. Ashley was a five, at best.
Parker points his beer to Josh. “I will never forget that bitch. She stayed on her knees for forty-five minutes sucking my cock in the school gymnasium after a football game one night.” He smiles proudly that he lasted that long.
If you ask me, he’s exaggerating. It was probably more like three minutes.
“I was so drunk off of Jack, it took me forever to come. She was a champ, I’ll give her props for that.” He looks over at me. “Yes, she does,” he responds to my statement. “Ashley had brown hair and green eyes.” He points a finger to his chest. “I remember her staring up at me for all that time.”
I shake my head. “She had bright pink hair.” She did when I fucked her at least. She was going through a rebellious stage and had colored her hair.
He shrugs it off before looking back at me. “Remember when you fucked her in the ass?” He laughs.
“How could I forget?” I say looking over to the dance floor to make sure Angel isn’t coming back over to hear this conversation. That’s one thing about Parker, he likes to reminisce about old times. “It was both of our first time to do anal. It was a mess,” I say once I see she’s still over by the bar. “And you should never do it when you’ve drank that much alcohol.”
Parker nods his head as if he remembers, which he obviously does. It was at a party our junior year and by the end of the night everyone at that house knew what her and I did in her parents’ bedroom and in their shower.
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