I turn around and grab the ropes, squeezing as tightly as I can. “He’s never heard of me, but I’m going to make sure it’s me he’s fighting next week. He’s going to feel my fucking wrath and learn that Eden is mine. Not his. I’ll take care of her and his son. He’s going to be hurting by the time I’m done with him. Trust me on that.”
“I don’t doubt it,” Styx says from behind me. “Not one fucking bit. You really care about this Eden and her son. This is the real deal for you?”
I turn around to face Styx, letting him see the truth in my eyes. “I may have only known Eden for eight days, but yeah . . . what I feel inside is the real deal. The way she makes me feel when I’m around her; is the real fucking deal. I haven’t wanted anything this bad in a long time, man. I’m gonna do whatever it takes to keep her and Alec in my life. I’m in too deep to walk away just because someone is threatening to fuck things up. Nah, I’m not going anywhere.”
Knight is going to feel what it’s like to lose everything he thinks he owns . . .
MY ENTIRE BODY IS COVERED with sweat, making it almost impossible to see because of it falling into my eyes with each thrust against the chair, I’m currently grinding against.
These leather pants are only making me that much hotter, reminding me that I need to get to the part of my routine where these fuckers come off.
Holding onto the top of the chair, I take my other hand and slowly run it down my chest and abs, before undoing my pants and lowering them down my hips a bit.
My head is so far away from where it should be right now that it’s making it nearly impossible to get through this night; through this forced act with tons of women breathing down my body, trying their damned hardest to touch me.
To get a feel of my hard body beneath their fingertips. Just that one touch that will get them through the night once they get home to their beds.
I’m a dirty temptation for them to get off to.
I’ve been so far off my game tonight, my moves not really up to par to my usual nights, but surprisingly none of the women seem to notice.
They just keep grabbing at me with one hand, while tossing me money with their other.
I’ve been too distracted to really pay attention to any of them tonight; my mind staying on Eden and our earlier conversation about Knight and his threat.
I’m not gonna lie, I’ve scanned the crowd numerous times tonight looking for that son of a bitch to show up, just to come up empty.
Has me worrying that maybe he’s decided to show back up at Eden’s place instead, knowing that I’d be here, preoccupied by a bunch of women for a while.
It’s been an hour since I’ve been able to get to my phone and my anxiety is at an all-time high, hoping like hell that I haven’t missed a call or text from her, needing me there.
“Damn, take them offffff!”
“Yeeeeees! That’s so hot! Work that chair for us, Kash!”
The yells from the crowd pull me back to the moment, reminding me that I need to get my shit together and make it through this song.
I have less than three minutes left on the stage and then I’m free to go. Shouldn’t be that hard to handle, but somehow it is. Every song tonight has felt like ten minutes, dragging on.
Standing up, I kick the chair over and pull a random girl onto the stage, allowing her to remove my pants for me.
She takes this as an opportunity to touch my body, running her nails down my thighs and digging them in, seductively. I don’t miss the fact that she also makes sure that at least three different parts of her body brush against my cock on her way to stand back up.
It’s only slightly hard, but she bites her bottom lip and growls up at me anyway, obviously turned on.
Stepping out of my pants, I grab her hair and wrap it in my hand, before turning her around and bending her over.
I’m probably being a little rougher than usual right now, but fuck, I have a lot of anger built up right now.
Doesn’t matter though, she only seems to like my roughness more, popping her ass out further for me to grind on it.
I only allow her the pleasure of feeling my cock against her for a few seconds, before I walk her off the stage and into the crowd where she belongs.
That’s when I look up to see Eden lost in the crowd, her eyes locked on me and the girl who is still feeling up my body while she has the chance.
She knows this is only my job, but it’s still hard to miss the slight disappointment and jealousy in her eyes.
Fuck, I hate that look.
Removing the girl’s hands from my body, I push my way through the crowd, toward Eden.
She just stands there and watches as multiple women reach out to touch me as I walk past them, as if they have a right to feel me up. It’s hard to make out the look on her face now, but she almost looks angry and embarrassed.
Her and I both know that as soon as I get to her that every set of eyes in this room will be focused on her and what I’m about to do.
But I don’t give a shit. She’s my girl and I want her and everyone here to know it.
I finally reach Eden and before she can say anything or walk away, I grab her face with both hands and kiss her so damn hard that she almost falls over, but reaches out to grab me instead.
Her lips feel so fucking good right now. This feels so fucking good; her in my arms; everyone here watching as I show her she’s mine.
I needed this moment, especially with how much I’ve been worrying about Eden all night. Her being here has my heart fucking jumping with joy.
“Kash . . .” she says while fighting to catch her breath as she looks my face over. “What happened to your face?” She looks frightened for me as she runs her fingers over my bruises. “Did Knight do this to you?”
I smile and shake my head. “Nah, this wasn’t him, baby. Just a friend helping me release a little steam earlier.”
Wanting her as close to me as possible, I slowly back her up against the wall, closing her in with my body. I lift both her hands above her head and run my lips up her neck, before kissing it. “So . . . Knight didn’t show up here?”
“No,” I whisper in her ear. “Remember this song?” I lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist, just like the first night we met. “I never did get to finish dancing to it for you.”
There’s less than a minute left of the song, but I begin grinding and dancing against her anyway, brushing my lips over hers.
Everything about this moment feels so much different than the first time. So damn intimate and personal as if there shouldn’t be a crowd here to watch us.
She’s completely relaxed this time, her body naturally moving with mine, our breathing heavy and needy as my hips move her up the wall with each slow thrust.
By the end of the song, her hands are digging into my shoulders, her legs squeezing me so tight that it almost hurts.
“Shit . . . I missed you today,” I say against her lips. “A lot.”
She smiles and moves her hands up to tangle in my hair. “Same here, Kash. I got here as soon as I could. Didn’t want to wait until you got off.”
I close my eyes and lower her legs down to the ground as she runs her fingertips over my face again. “I don’t like seeing this. Does it hurt much?”
“No.” I lean in and gently kiss her. It hurts, but I’m not gonna let her know just how much. “Can barely even feel it. Who’s with Alec?”
“The babysitter. I asked her to come by for an hour as soon as he fell asleep. He exhausted himself today so I’m pretty sure he won’t be waking up anytime soon.”
I smile and run my hands through her hair. “Good. Still want me to come by when I get out of here?”
“I’d like that. I’ll text you when I get home just to make sure he hasn’t woken up.”
We both look toward the stage when the next song blasts through the speakers, seeming louder than all the rest. “Fucking Colt and his hardcore rock. Scares the crowd every time it starts.”
Ede
n laughs and stands up on her tippy toes to kiss me. “See you soon. And by the way . . . thanks for breakfast.” She smiles, showing her appreciation.
With that she walks away, getting lost in the crowd.
I don’t miss the fact that most the women stop watching the stage to look over at her and give her dirty looks.
Makes me want to protect her, but she just stands up straight and smiles, not letting them get to her.
I wait until she’s outside and away from all the dirty looks before I rush over to the bar to get my phone from Sara.
She grins from ear to ear when she sees me. “Looks like you’ve found that special someone. Lucky her.”
I grab my phone from her and can’t help the smile that takes over. “Not as lucky as I am. Clock me out, will ya?”
“Sure thing, babe. Go get that beauty.”
“I plan on it.”
It takes me a bit to make my way through the crowd and to the locker room, but I quickly shower and get dressed, doing my best to hurry.
As soon as I’m pulling on a fresh pair of jeans, a text comes through from Eden letting me know it’s okay to head over.
I smile like a fucking idiot in love. Something I’ve never done before. Especially over a simple text.
Shoving my phone into my hoodie and grabbing for my keys, I walk out of the locker room, ready to get the hell out of here.
That’s when I look up to see Knight sitting up at the bar, watching me with a cocky grin.
Keeping his gaze on me, he stands up and tilts back his glass, emptying it.
Then he winks and walks away, making his way toward the door with a confidence I don’t like.
Fucking son of a bitch.
Letting my anger get the best of me, I fight my way through the herd of crazy women, not giving a shit that their hands are grabbing at every one of my body parts at the moment.
The only thing that matters is where that son of a bitch is going right now.
I don’t like the look he gave me one bit. It was as if he was letting me know he won.
Once I finally make it to the door, I push past Kass and look around, not finding him anywhere.
“Fuuuck.” I run my hands through my wet hair and turn back to face Kass, about to lose my shit. “Where did he go?” I growl.
“If you’re looking for the same asshole from before, he jumped into the passenger side of some car and sped out of here.”
“Thanks, brother.” I slap his chest, before rushing over to my truck and speeding out of here my damn self.
I honestly have no idea what I’ll end up doing if that prick is parked outside Eden’s, but I know one thing . . .
I’ll kill him if he puts his hands on her again . . .
Eden
I STAND IN THE DOORWAY of Alec’s room, watching him as he sleeps, looking so peaceful and comfortable.
Hannah said he didn’t wake up once when I was gone and that’s what I was hoping for.
The idea of him waking to me not being here makes me feel sick to my stomach.
I struggled a while with my decision to leave and check on Kash tonight, but honestly, I needed to see that he was okay.
After the promise Knight made, I was almost positive he’d show up like he said and cause trouble for Kash.
I never planned on being gone for longer than I had to and when I called Hannah and told her my plan was to stop by the club to see someone, she sounded more than happy to stop by for a bit.
Even though I should be happy that Knight didn’t show up at the club tonight, I can’t help but to worry still. Knight’s an asshole. He’ll still do what he said. He always does.
When I hear a vehicle pull up outside, I softly close Alec’s door, careful not to wake him, before walking into the living room and looking out the window.
A little black sports car is sitting across the street, so I’m assuming it must be for one of the neighbors.
It hasn’t been long since I texted Kash, so I suppose it’s a little too soon for him to be outside.
A few minutes later I hear another vehicle pull up, so I look out the window again, hoping it’s Kash.
My heart speeds up with excitement at the sight of his truck parked out front.
With a huge smile, I unlock the door and open it, watching as he jumps out of his truck and walks up the sidewalk.
His face looks even more bruised up and swollen when he steps into the porchlight. The darkness of the club hid them better.
“Hi,” he says with a small smirk.
“Hi back.” I smile and step out of the way, allowing him to come inside. “Just be quiet.”
As soon as I close the door, I feel Kash come up behind me, his hard body pressing firmly against me. “I’ll do my best.”
I close my eyes and swallow, when I feel Kash’s hands move down my body and grab my hips. “Your hands . . .”
He kisses my neck, before moving around to whisper in my ear. “What about them?”
“They feel so good.” I barely get the words out, because he begins kissing his way around to the front of my neck. “And your lips . . . shit, Kash.”
He spins me around and cups my face with both hands, brushing his thumbs over my lips. “Want me to stop?”
I shake my head and wrap my arms around his neck. “No,” I whisper. “But we have to be careful. I can’t have . . . sex. Not with Alec in the next room.”
He smiles against my lips. “I’m not here to have sex with you, Eden. I’m here to spend time with you.” He grabs my hand. “Come on.”
He guides me over to the couch, pulling me into his lap. Then he reaches for the blanket on the back of the couch and covers us up. “I like this,” I admit, while snuggling into the warmth of his strong body. “What now?”
He reaches for the remote and places it in my hand. “Pick out a movie.” He kisses my neck, before smiling against it. “Now we relax as I massage you. The clean version. You know . . . since I’m not naked and all.”
Chills run over my body as he pulls me against him and begins rubbing my shoulders and arms as I search through movies to watch.
I could seriously get used to this and it’s easy to picture the three of us hanging out, watching movies and spending time together. Something Knight was never into.
“This looks good.”
“I’m good with whatever,” he says into my hair. “Whatever makes you happy.”
I smile and kiss his arm. “It’s working . . .”
“What’s working?”
“You getting me used to you,” I admit. “But I like it.”
“How much?”
“A lot more than I ever expected.”
He wraps his arms tighter around me, making sure I’m comfortable as the movie starts. “Good. That’s what I wanted.”
PANIC WASHES OVER ME WHEN I wake up in Kash’s arms.
We were both so comfortable on the couch that we fell asleep, during the movie.
“Kash,” I whisper yell. “Wake up. We fell asleep!”
I feel Kash move beneath me, before he sits up and presses his lips against my neck. “Shit. I’m sorry. What time is it?”
I look up at the clock to see it’s just past six.
Luckily Alec never wakes up this early so I begin to calm down a bit and think rationally.
“Don’t apologize. I fell asleep too.” I remove the blanket from Kash and straddle his lap, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “He didn’t wake up or else he’d still be in here sleeping on the floor next to us. He always does that if he wakes up to me sleeping on the couch. So we’re good for a few minutes. Long enough to say bye at least.”
Kash smiles and it instantly melts my heart. It’s so beautiful and sincere. “I’m glad I get to see you before work at least.”
“Me too . . .” I lean in and press my forehead against his. “I have a feeling work won’t be so bad now.”
With a small growl, he grabs my hips and pushes me further down into him. His morning erect
ion has me letting out a small moan as it grinds into me. “Work might be hell for me now. Fuck, Eden.” He brushes my hair away from my neck, before kissing it. “I’m gonna need to relieve myself in the shower.” I smile when he does, knowing something smartass is most likely coming next. “But I’ll be sure to think about you as I’m stroking it slow and hard.”
I laugh and slap his chest. “Now I’ll be picturing that in my head all day at work, while I’m rubbing down dirty, sweaty men.”
He moans and sets me to my feet. “Good.”
“Not good!” I stand to my tippy toes and wrap my arms around his neck when he stands. “How am I supposed to focus on work when I’m turned on and thinking about you?”
“How about this . . .” he lifts a brow. “I’ll try to come visit you. Maybe give you that massage I owe you.”
“I could like that . . . maybe.”
“Mommy!”
“Shiiiit. You’ve gotta go, Kash.” I push my way out of Kash’s arms and rush over to the hallway to poke my head around the corner. “I’ll be there in a minute, baby. Just stay there! Don’t get out of bed yet.”
When I turn back to face Kash, he’s got his hood pulled over his head and he’s standing by the door with it open and ready for him to make a quick escape. “I’ll see you later,” he mouths. “Take care of the little guy.”
I cover my face, embarrassed that I’m rushing him out like this. Like I’m some kind of teenager. “Thank you,” I mouth back. “Bye.”
He blows me a kiss that melts my damn world, before walking outside and gently closing the door behind him.
“Holy shit,” I breathe out.
I stand here for a few seconds with my hand over my racing heart, before I make my way to Alec’s bedroom.
“Hey, baby boy.”
He smiles up at me and stretches. “Hey mommy. Is it time to go to Hannah’s yet?”
I shake my head and walk over to kiss him on the forehead. “Not quite yet, baby. It’s a little early. Why don’t you lay back down while mommy takes a shower and gets ready for work, okay.”
He yawns and lays back down. “Okay, I’ll do that. I’ll lay back down and close my eyes. Can you let me know when it’s time, mommy?”
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