by Haley Monroe
She lower again, this time her ass grazed his thighs and she came up much quicker. “Good.” He said again. “Six more.”
“I can count.” She snapped, her body skimming down against his again.
“Yeah?” He watched her in the mirror but looked down as her pants rubbed his as she bent again. “Maybe we need to up the weight until you can’t.”
“Back up, your distracting me.” She huffed.
“No, I’m spotting you.” He smiled then as she wrinkled her nose.
~*~
David worked Jade hard. They spent two hours at the gym. He put her through a difficult high interval training set and both of them were dripping in sweat when they finished. She was shy at first but David encouraged her with an even tone and a reassuring smile. Reminding her that he already knew she could do it, she just needed to prove it to herself. And she did. He was incredibly impressed with the amount of strength she held in her little body.
He drove her back her to mom’s house and told her he would return at seven thirty to pick her up for their green beer, St. Patrick’s Day celebration at O’Hagan’s. When he got home he showered and couldn’t help but jack off this time. He was so revved up from not only watching her body as she worked out but by the light in her eyes when she completed a task she didn’t think she could.
He had guided her through something that she thought would be too hard and even impossible. She pushed through, she rewarded him by being proud of herself. He knew she was exhausted, hell, he had even pushed himself to show her he was struggling too but the light in her eyes when she gave him a long, sticky hug made every ache they would feel in the morning worth it. He wanted to do that every day with her. Not just as her sexual Dominant but in her everyday life. He felt a natural need to push her boundaries and expand her limits to show her how much she could handle, if she allowed herself to try and trust the process.
With his cum washing down the shower’s drain he knew he would need to be careful with her tonight. A drunk Jade was a touchy-feely Jade. With the way he was feeling, it would be easy for her to crawl her way under his skin and cause him to take actions that neither of them were really ready for. He was only a man after all and she was the object of his desire.
April Fool’s Day couldn’t come soon enough.
Jade was feeling dangerous when David pulled up at her house at seven thirty. All day she had replayed their gym session in her head. Over and over, it left her feeling ravenous. She was hungry for more of David’s undivided attention and for his perfectly defined body. Their normal, playful flirting was turning into something more, something it seemed David didn’t want to want. She knew he was keeping something from her but hadn’t been able to figure it out. He’d been too on edge lately. His moods shifted from playful to angry when they hung out but his eyes told her the truth. He wanted her in the same ways that she wanted him. If only she had been brave enough to test that little theory of hers a long time ago, maybe it wouldn’t have come to this point.
She wore a tiny, black, leather skirt that made her short legs look longer than they were and a sheer green blouse that buttoned up the front. Her black bra was easily seen through the flimsy top. She’d bought the shirt a few years ago, and never felt good enough about her body to wear it out in public, but tonight she was going to rock it like the powerhouse she proved to David that she could be. The Goddess he told her she was. Her tattoo could just barely be seen through her shirt and it gave her great pleasure to feel like David was always with her even when he wasn’t.
He’d said one work out wouldn’t change her body but he had been wrong. So very, very wrong. It had changed more than her body, it had changed her mindset. She felt strong and sexy instead of short and chubby. It wasn’t the work out, per se, that changed her perception of herself but it was in the way David spoke and looked at her while she allowed herself to meet the task head on. He’d believed in her and gave her the strength to trust his word. Now she wanted to show him that he could trust her with himself. With whatever he was hiding away in that handsome head of his.
She came down the stairs from her bedroom in high heeled black pumps. She could hear David’s rough baritone as he chatted with her mother in the kitchen. Her mother giggled like a school girl and the sound made Jade’s eyes roll back. “I’ll be in the car whenever you’re ready.” She called from the doorway, not waiting for a reply or to say goodbye to her Mom.
The small bit of heat they had gotten from the sun during the day was now leached from the air, leaving Jade’s body chilled as she stomped over to David’s prized Shelby Mustang. When she reached the hood, she allowed her fingers to trace over the sleek black paint. The car was just like its owner. Strong and dark and a bit mysterious.
With a wicked smile, she sat her leather clad ass on the hood and crossed her legs in front of her. She wanted to start the night off by testing David and sitting on his hood was a sure-fire way to get his blood boiling. She began to shiver but held in place. He couldn’t sit in there and talk to her Mother forever.
The front door of the house opened and David strolled out. Slamming the door a tad harder than he’d meant too when she saw Jade’s position on his car. She looked like a fucking White Snake poster. Her thick thighs pulled tight at the small space of leather she was using as a skirt and he could see the pale skin of her belly through the sheer shirt and his heart jumped right up into his throat.
Jade smiled at his shocked expression and planted her palms on the hood behind her body. “Ready to party?”
“What are you wearing?” He gritted the words through his teeth while shoving his hands into the pockets of his black jeans.
“Why?” She pushed off the car and gave him a slow spin. “Don’t you like it?” His nose flared and she laughed.
“You’re going to get yourself in trouble.” He spoke low, his breath turning to mist in the cold air.
“That’s why I keep you around.” She sang and moved to the passenger door. Opening it and stepping one pretty heeled foot inside the door. “You’re like my body guard, right?” She ducked into the car and shut the door.
David looked up at the cold, clear sky. The stars twinkled above them and he wished on at least five of them that he could keep his hands off her until next Friday.
Chapter Five.
O’Hagan’s was the only local Irish bar and tonight it was packed with people looking for an excuse to get wasted. Jade hadn’t spoken on the drive over and that was fine with David. He didn’t trust his mouth not to devour her if she pushed him, not while she was dressed like that. He watched her walk-in front of him to the bar’s entrance, her hips swaying with every step of her tall heels. He could get on his knees behind her and press on her lower back just enough to bend her forward slightly. From there it would be too easy to tongue fuck her until she couldn’t stand up in those heels for another second. He swallowed tightly, he could almost taste her squeals of delight when he would bite into her inner thighs and leave his mark on her tender flesh.
She looked over her shoulder like she had heard his inner thoughts and flashed him a wink. She yanked the heavy door open and slid inside of the crowded bar. He shook his head and kicked the sidewalk with the toe of his boot before pulling the door open for himself.
Jade was already lost in the mass of people inside the tiny bar. The lights weren’t dim but they weren’t bright either, casting an orangey glow over the customers. The walls were painted a dark green with Irish trinkets tacked randomly over the space. Pool tables lined the walls to the left and right but there were so many people that stood around the tables, the players didn’t have room to maneuver their sticks in order to hit the balls. The massive bar took up the back half of the tavern. David could just barely see the tip of Jade’s head as she squeezed her way to the edge of the bar. He pushed through the crowd and stepped up behind her. The mass of people shifted them around, making David step up close enough to feel her body heat on his chest.
Her heels mad
e her much taller than normal and he didn’t have to bend over to speak into her ear. “Did you order me a beer?” The scent of her shampoo snuck its way into his nose and he had to force himself not to shove his nose in her thick hair and grip her hips to tug her ass against his growing cock. Fuck, he wanted her.
Jade turned slightly, leaning her shoulders against his front. “Of course, silly.” Her eyes were such a pale green tonight and they sparkled with her normal mischievous energy.
“I don’t want to stay long,” He lowered his voice intentionally making Jade lean into him more so that she could hear him. He knew she had when her lips pouted.
“Why?”
“I have to get to that big project on south street pretty early in the morning and I don’t need a hangover to help me get it done.”
“Okay, fine.” She shrugged as the bartender placed two pints of green beer in front of her. She picked up one and carefully handed it back to David. She lifted her own glass and tapped it against his. “Cheers!”
“Yup.” He half grinned and took a sip. He watched Jade over the rim of his glass as she gulped and chugged, her glass draining down her throat quickly. He grabbed the glass and pulled it away from her mouth. “Easy, killer.”
“I want to beat you in a game of pool.” She murmured while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Even if you could, the tables are packed. We’ll have to battle it out another night.” He told her, looking back to confirm his words were true.
“We could place a bet on the game.” She smiled then downed the rest of her beer.
“Oh yeah? What kind of bet did you have in mind? I wash your laundry for a week? Do the dishes at your Mom’s? Please, J. I have my own shit to clean up at my house and we both know that even if I won, I’d have to reclean anything I let you clean up.” His cocky grin made her laugh. She knew she didn’t clean well and most of the time when she did the dishes, you still had to scrape food off the “clean” ones.
“No. Not chores.” She wiggled her eyebrows and lifted a finger to grab the bartender’s attention. David saw the guy look at her and she pointed to her glass and then held up another finger. The bartender nodded and began pouring two more pints and brought them over.
“Then what?” He shifted, feeling that new but familiar tension settle between them again. Jade eyed him carefully while swallowing another gulp of her fresh beer.
“Secrets.” Jade watched David cock his head slightly to the right. He forced his face to remain neutral but she could see the swirl of anxiety in his eyes.
“Secrets? What do you mean?” He finished off his beer and stretched his arm over her to place the empty glass on the counter. As he reached she got a whiff of the cologne that he only wore when going out. The one that instantly made her panties wet and her breath grow shallow. She leaned in closer to him as she spoke. His hard body comfortably heating her skin.
“If you beat me in a game of pool, I’ll tell you something about me that I haven’t told you before.” She turned so her back could rest on the edge of the bar instead of against his chest and looked up at him. “If I win, you tell me one of your secrets.”
“You keep stuff from me?” He stepped closer to her. His thighs touching hers. She looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
“Yes,” She spoke under her breath.
“Why? You know you can tell me anything.” His hand reached out and he took her chin between his fingers. “What haven’t you told me?”
“You’ll have to beat me in a game of eight ball to find out.” She winked again but her playfulness couldn’t hide how pink her cheeks turned as he held her in this way. A rumble of a groan shook his chest and Jade laughed loudly. “Relax, big guy.” She handed him the second beer she’d ordered for him. “Maybe one day you’ll find out.”
“Fuck that.” He barked. He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the crowd to the closest table. “Are you all in the middle of a game?” He asked a tall, lanky man who was leaning against a pool stick.
“We just finished up but were thinking of playing another game.” The guy looked Jade up and down slowly and she stepped behind David to hide herself from his gaze.
“Listen, my girl here,” David’s thumb jerked back to indicate Jade. “Has bet me I can’t beat her at a game of eight ball and I really wanna win this bet. Is there any way we could jump in, real quick, for a single game? You can have the table back once I whoop her ass.”
“Well, damn, I’d like to whoop her ass, too.” The guy laughed drunkenly. “I don’t know guys, what do you say?” The tall man asked his buddies who were clearly too drunk to support their own weight. Most of them used the table to keep themselves upright and the ones who didn’t used their pool sticks.
Rounds of “Sure,”, “Why not,” and “Cool,” came from the men as the one David asked, handed him his stick. “What’s in it for you if you do win the bet?”
“It’s personal.” David nodded and moved to the side of the table to begin racking the balls in the plastic triangle.
“I could take a break and watch her beat you.” One of the guys joked, thinking he was being funny but David snarled.
“I’ll be winning this game.”
“Alright, alright.” The man laughed. “Good luck.”
Jade took the stick offered by the lanky man and thanked him softly. She strolled to the opposite end of the table where David set the balls and peeled the plastic triangle away. She rolled her head from side to side and rolled her shoulders back. “Ready to lose, handsome?”
“Give it your best shot, Princess.” David called back and crossed his arms over his chest. The tight sleeves stretched around his bulging biceps and Jade fought back a moan. When she lost, she’d tell him how badly she wanted him to lock those arms around her and take her like she knew he wanted to.
She bent forward, feeling her skirt creep up the backs of her thighs and pressed the stick against her left hand. She rocked the thin pole back and forth and then slammed the tip into the cue ball and sent it flying into the right side of the ball at the top of the triangle. The balls scattered from the force, two finding their way straight into the corner pockets on either side and one more solid colored ball twirled around the rim of a side pocket for a long time before dropping inside.
“Damn.” David blew out the word with a smile. Even if he lost he couldn’t be mad at the sheer skill Jade had on the pool table. She grinned, happy with herself and walked toward him. She pulsed with sexual energy as she reached him. He didn’t move, hoping that by being in her way, he could cause her to miss her next shot.
She bent down again and gave him the best view of her round ass stretching the leather skirt. His palms began to sweat as he watched her hips rock while she aligned her shot. He could imagine flipping up the skirt and driving into her while the rim of the table bit into her plush hips. He wanted to beat his cock into her until she couldn’t breathe. He needed to feel himself bottoming out against her cervix and making her scream. Fuck. He closed his eyes and heard the clash of balls as she sunk another one.
“By the way, I’m solids.” She winked. Three solids had already been sent home and one striped was off the table. He needed her to miss before she cleared the table without giving him a chance at a single shot.
The men loaning them the table roared in laughter. They were hyped up on her attractive powers and watching her wipe the floor with David seemed to please them. He followed her to her next position and when she bent this time he did just as he had been dreaming of doing. He pinned her hips to the table with a firm thrust of his hips. “Hey!” Jade squeaked. “What are you doing?”
“Cheating.” He smirked. “Am I distracting you?”
“No.” Jade lied. She could feel the full weight of his cock braced against her through his jeans and the thin strip of leather covering her ass. She wiggled her booty against him which caused him to moan. She peeked over her shoulder. “If you ever get a turn, it’s gonna be hard for you to sho
ot with that thing acting like that.” She focused on the green felt and where the balls were laying.
“That’s true.” He mused. “But I can tell it’s making it difficult for you as well.” He thrust himself against her already smashed hips and let his fingers skim over her waist. Jade sucked in a breath and shook her head.
“It’s like you aren’t even there.” She choked out the words and drew her pool stick back.
“Really?” He leaned down over her back, his fingers tracing the outline of her new tattoo through her shirt and whispered in her ear. “’Cus I can feel the heat of your cunt, Jade, and its burning me through my jeans.” Her arm jerked forward and she scratched the tip of the stick against the table. A visible shiver raced down her spine and he chuckled as he stepped back. Allowing her to turn around. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated as she handed him the pool stick.
“That was interesting.” She gave him a shaky smile and picked up her beer. She watched David move to the other side of the table and gulped down the rest of the green liquid in her cup.
“Was it?” He teased and bent to line up his own shot. Jade leaned her elbows on the edge of the pool table and slowly began unbuttoning her green blouse. It was already see through but when her pale cleavage came into view David let out a pained groan. He didn’t want the men around the table to look at what should be only his. He slammed the stick into a ball uncaring about the bet any longer. He just wanted to get Jade out of here and into her own bed. They could hash all this shit out next Friday, when she knew the truth.
That’s what she was aiming for her with her silly little bet, anyhow. He knew he should just tell her and forget the prank TV show but everything was already in place and the Jasey Jay producers were waiting on them to show up for the live April Fool’s Day filming.