by Kara Jones
“No way. You cannot be wearing that,” Karen said, still wincing.
“Don’t you have any contacts?” Meaghan asked, and Hailee shook her head.
“I’ve never had a reason to since my glasses work fine, and contacts are irritating,” Hailee explained. Meaghan sighed.
“Well, I guess you’re just gonna have to go blind tonight,” she said, and Hailee pouted.
“Can’t I just wear my glasses? I mean, I look pretty enough already with all the work you guys put in,” Hailee said.
“Exactly. We can’t ruin your look by having you wear those ginormous spectacles. It’ll be a waste,” Meaghan said.
“But, I can’t go there without seeing anything!” Hailee said.
“You’re near sighted, aren’t you? Then, don’t look anywhere far,” Karen said. Hailee sighed while rolling her eyes. They just didn’t understand.
“Guys, come on. Hailee’s ready. We’re ready. Let’s go,” Trish said.
Meaghan gave Hailee her arm. Hailee took it gratefully before taking a step and following the other two women out of her room and outside of the dorms. When all four of them piled into a cab, Hailee prayed that nothing bad would happen tonight, and that she gets home in time to do one more read-through for their exam tomorrow.
Chapter Three
Hailee did not expect a bar to be this crowded.
It was more of a club than a bar with this amount of turnout, really. There were other girls in skimpy outfits grinding with other guys and girls on the dance floor. Rowdy guys in leather vests and jackets played and drank over by the pool table, and the place was really noisy. Hailee was worried that she might not be able to hear tomorrow’s lecture because of her busted eardrums when the night was over.
Trish and Karen had separated from them to go get some drinks. That was fifteen minutes ago. When Hailee turned toward the bar, her two friends were already seated and flirting with a group of guys surrounding them. She shook her head as she watched them giggle at something one of the guys said before turning her head to look for her other best friend that left her to go to the bathroom.
Hailee was growing more and more uncomfortable by the minute, and the booming club music wasn’t helping her nerves. She was standing stiff where the girls left and had apparently forgotten about her, and she didn’t know what to do. She could go to where Trish and Karen were, but she’d only be a bother, and that would make it awkward for everyone there. She could search for Meaghan, but with her eyesight, it would be a miracle if she found her.
She shouldn’t have come to this place at all.
“Excuse me, kitten, but are you alright?” a velvety male voice asked from behind her before she felt a hand hold her shoulder. Her spine tingled from the touch and she turned around. She had to tilt her head up because he was really tall, and she squinted to see his face clearly.
Slowly, his face began to sharpen like a film when it’s developed. The image became clearer and clearer until she could see that his bottom lip was fuller than the upper lip. A five o’ clock shadow smattered in his angular jaw. His nose looked like it’s been broken a few times. His eyes were dark blue with green flecks around his pupils, and his brown hair was spiked up in a short faux-hawk. He…was…
“…beautiful,” Hailee murmured, and the handsome stranger raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Hailee’s eyes widened.
‘What have I just done?’ she thought.
Chapter Four
Carter Maxwell had a rough day.
The package they were supposed to deliver was a bust, and then the boss railed on him because, apparently, it was his job to keep the green members in line; as if he didn’t have enough problems running the operations on his own.
He took a swig of his beer as he leaned his back to the bar, his eyes scanning everyone who came and went through the door. He had spotted some newcomers earlier – four girls, and plenty attractive, too. It was the brunette in the simple black dress that caught his attention though, and he instantly thought that she’d be the woman who can take him home for the night. Or he’ll take her home – whichever way she wanted it. It didn’t matter to him where it happened, as long as before the night ended, he’d be coming out of this bar and inside of her.
He scoped the girl the way a hunter would his prey. The longer he watched, the more he realized that she wasn’t used to the feel of a club, judging by how stiff she was and the semi-fearful way her eyes took in everything. He smirked when she raised her hand up and made a motion to push something between her eyes before automatically dropping them once she realized nothing was there.
She really didn’t belong in a club. He wondered who brought her here and left her to fend for herself. It was a little sad.
In the corner of his eye, he saw that he wasn’t the only man that noticed this beautiful, yet uncomfortable bombshell. There were three guys over by one of the small tables holding drinks and looking her over lecherously, and Carter frowned. They didn’t look like they were up to any good.
In fact, Carter was sure they wanted to do the same thing he wanted to do to her, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it at all.
So he did what any male at this point would do when he wanted a woman that other men were gunning for: he staked his claim.
“Excuse me, kitten, but are you alright?” he asked, tapping her in the shoulder, as he walked up behind her. She jumped a bit before turning toward him, and Carter felt his heart skip a beat as soon as her dazzling violet eyes met his.
God damn. She was even more beautiful up close, he thought, utterly awed by her.
“Beautiful,” she said softly, and he was surprised because he’s heard a lot of women call him a lot of things – some of them were pretty horrible really – but never was he called ‘beautiful’ before. And, if anyone was beautiful in this equation, it was without a doubt her.
He coughed and she seemed to have come back to her senses because she slapped both of her hands to her mouth, her eyes wide, and he chuckled at how endearing and adorable she looked.
“Are you alright?” he repeated, and she nodded her head multiple times with her hands still covering her mouth. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. “I’m sorry to be blunt, but you’ve been standing here for about fifteen minutes now, and I’ve been wondering what you’re doing,” he continued, and she dropped her hands in shock.
“Has it really been that long?” she asked, and he nodded. She bit her lip and looked at something in the corner of her eye, and he followed it, seeing two girls surrounded by men at the bar. It was the girls that came with her to the bar earlier.
“Did they abandon you or something?” he asked.
“Or something,” she replied before sighing. “Do you know where the restroom is?” she asked.
Carter could still feel the guys from the table looking at them, so he nodded. “I’ll take you,” he said, putting his hand on her lower back, not giving her an option to reject his offer to escort her. He directed her toward the end of the opposite wall, and it looked like she was still looking around.
Hailee scoured the heads bobbing around the club and gasped when she saw her best friend trying to push a guy away from her. Hailee quickened her pace and got to Meaghan before the guy got any ideas.
“Hailee!” Meaghan cried in relief, clutching Hailee’s arm as they stared at the drunk guy.
“Are you ok? You were gone for a long time,” Hailee said.
“I’m fine, let’s just go,” Meaghan said, pulling Hailee away, but the drunk guy grabbed her hand, stopping her.
“Hey, where are you going? We’re still talking, hot stuff,” the drunk guy slurred. He tried to pull her back, but another hand grabbed at his wrist, making him look up in confusion. Carter had stopped him; his eyes livid as he positioned himself in between the two women and the guy.
“They don’t want to talk to you. Go away.” Carter said, his tone deep and threatening. The drunk man seemed to come t
o his senses and he nodded, sluggishly moving away from them and into the crowd. Carter watched him disappear before turning back to the girls. Meaghan was smiling brightly at him while Hailee looked anywhere but at him as she scratched the back of her neck.
“Thanks,” Meaghan said, and Carter nodded.
“Don’t mention it. The name’s Carter,” he introduced himself, putting his hand out for them to shake.
“I’m Meaghan. That’s Hailee,” she said, pointing to her best friend before taking his hand immediately with a smile.
He nodded and tilted his head to try to catch Hailee’s eye, and Meaghan noticed. “She’s been standing all alone on the dance floor while you were gone and your other friends stood over by the bar,” Carter explained. Meaghan gasped at this and looked at Hailee guiltily.
“I am so sorry about that! I really did go to the restroom, but when I got out, the guy started hitting on me and wouldn’t let me leave. It was great timing when you two came when you did,” Meaghan said, and Hailee grinned.
“It’s okay. At least you’re safe,” Hailee said. “Listen, this really isn’t my scene, so I think I should leave,” she said, and Meaghan pouted.
“But, we haven’t even been here for long. Come on, can’t we stay a little bit longer? I want to have some fun!” Meaghan begged her.
Carter, who had been keeping silent as he listened to their conversation, intervened at this point. “Listen, my guys are playing pool over there, so you gals can join us if you want,” Carter suggested, and Meaghan’s eyes lit up. She turned her bright eyes to Hailee and the latter raised her hands in surrender, much to Meaghan’s delight. Carter led them to their pool table, did a quick introduction for everyone, and sat beside Hailee who was sipping water from her glass as they watched his friends try and teach Meaghan how to play nine ball.
“How are you feeling?” Carter asked. Hailee shrugged.
“Beats standing in the middle of the dance floor like an idiot,” Hailee shrugged, and Carter chuckled.
“So, what’s a good girl like you doing in a place like this?” he asked. She raised one eyebrow at him.
“What makes you think I’m a good girl?”
Carter made a show of roving his eyes from her toes all the way up to her face, making Hailee blush. “Trust me. I’ve been around. I know a good girl when I see one.”
Hailee sighed, knowing she was busted before she even began.
“Yeah, you got it. My friends dragged me here because they wanted to celebrate that we were graduating next month,” Hailee explained.
“High school or college?” Carter said, teasing her. Hailee gaped at him and hit his arm, causing him to chuckle.
“College! Duh. I don’t look like a high school student!” she said, and Carter shook his head.
“I’m just pulling your chain,” Carter moved closer to her and Hailee shivered a bit. “You want to dance?” he asked, looking over at the dance floor when the next song played. Hailee bit her lip.
“I don’t know how,” she admitted, and Carter smiled at her.
“Nothing to it. I’ll lead.” Carter said, making her laugh.
“I don’t think there’s anyone who leads when club dancing,” she said.
He took her hand in his and walked with his back to the dance floor, looking at her as he pulled her there. “There is always someone who leads, kitten. The question is, if you’ll follow,” Carter replied, and once they reached their spot, they only needed to look into each other’s eyes and they were totally in sync.
They danced with each other for the whole song, and when a slow one came next, they continued to sway against each other. It was only when Hailee noticed something vibrating in her purse that she snapped out of the bubble she and Carter created and looked for her phone.
Mom calling…
Chapter Five
Hailee sighed. She should’ve realized her mom would be checking on her. She raised a finger to Carter, and she pushed her way through the crowd to get outside of the bar so she could answer her phone.
“Mom?” she asked.
“Where are you? Why is it so noisy over there?” her mom asked suspiciously.
“Meaghan and the girls asked me to go out with them to this bar and–” Hailee explained, but her mother abruptly cut her off.
“A bar!” her mother shrieked. “What are you doing there instead of school? You cannot possibly be starting to rebel at the most critical time in your life! Are you seriously going to ruin your future by messing around and drinking!”
Hailee’s shoulders fell as she listened to her mother’s tirade. It’s always been this way for her parents. They’ve always pushed her to be the best in everything and wouldn’t let her have any fun at all. Now that she was finally graduating, she thought they’d at least give her a little slack, but sadly, she was mistaken. She took the phone off her ear and ended the call before turning the phone off.
She’d had enough. Tonight, she wanted to party.
She saw Carter standing a few feet behind her, staring at her worriedly, and she realized he had followed her out of the bar. She walked over to him determinedly, and Carter opened his mouth to ask her if she was okay.
“I want to drink. Let’s have fun tonight,” she said.
Carter looked at her long and hard before nodding once.
“Let’s go.”
Carter was starting to regret agreeing to what Hailee wanted.
He took a drink as he watched Hailee down shot after shot that his biker boys offered her. Meaghan was cheering her on, and when he asked her where her other friends were, Meaghan showed him a text from the girls saying they left early with their man candy and to not to wait up. Figures.
He had finished about four bottles now and was feeling buzzed, but not totally drunk yet. Hailee, on the other hand, looked like it was taking everything inside her to keep herself upright. He watched her as she climbed up on the bar and started dancing really provocatively, the men cheering her on, and he was suddenly not okay with the show she was doing for everyone.
He finished his beer and walked over to the bar, glaring at the men to get them to scatter. He then placed his hands on her legs firmly and brought her down from the bar, and she looked at him through hazy eyes.
“You are so beautiful,” she mumbled, and Carter chuckled.
“You’re the beautiful one,” he replied.
“I want you,” she said, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a gaze darkening with lust.
If it had been any other night, he would never go for a girl as piss-drunk as she was, preferring the company of women who knew what they were doing and were fully okay with it.
But, it wasn’t any other night. It was tonight. And tonight he was drunker than he thought.
Hailee moaned. She tightened her grip on the metal headboard as Carter continued to eat her out. She raised her hips up as she panted, and her breathy moans and sounds only turned on Carter more. He licked and sucked at her clit and insides with so much vigor that he had to grind his dick into the side of the bed. He thought that, if he wasn’t so hard, he’d be content just eating her out for hours.
Hailee had never felt such pleasure before. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the amount of alcohol she had or Carter’s exceptional skills in bed, but she felt so many emotions right now, she was afraid she’d burst.
She couldn’t remember how it got to this point, to be honest. At first, Carter was just looking at her with those intense blue-green eyes of his, and then the next minute they were making out inside the cab on the way to his place. It was the first time she ever kissed someone too, and it felt good.
But she had to say the way he was mauling her down there felt even better.
She cried out as the little hairs on her body rose up, and she quivered, feeling the muscles constricting as she came. She nearly bowed off the bed when Carter suddenly inserted his finger at that same moment.
“Oh my God,” Hailee panted. All of a sudden,
Carter was above her, holding her by her elbows as he looked at her.
“He doesn’t deserve the credit. I do,” he growled. He kissed her lips hard, forcing his tongue inside of her mouth and Hailee’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she tasted herself on him. His hands roved to her breasts at the top of her bunched up dress and he wrenched his mouth away from hers to take his top off, and then hers.
“Oh, look at you. You are beautiful,” Carter murmured, and he immediately wrapped his lips around one nipple while he tugged on the other with his thumb and forefinger, pulling it at the same time. He bit at the other, sending electric shocks pulsating all over her body.
He relished each and every one of her reactions, and when he noticed Hailee was about to come again, he gave her nipple one last lick before getting off her completely.
Hailee opened her eyes as Carter’s body disappeared. She was almost at that heavenly peak when he stopped pleasuring her all of a sudden, and then she came down from the high. She frowned as she saw him standing beside a drawer, rummaging for something.
“Come back here,” she pouted. She didn’t care if she looked foolish, begging such a dangerous man for sex, but she was drunk, and she could damn well do whatever she wanted.
It’s her first time to be a rebel. It’s her first time to get drunk. And now, it’s her first time to do what she wanted, and she wanted to do him. Very much.
“Oh, I am going to come, kitten,” Carter said, and Hailee was half-amazed that even his voice sounded so sexy and could send shivers down her spine. He walked back to her, stood just by the edge of the bed, and snapped the button of his jeans off with a thumb, and then slowly pulled the zipper down, making sure Hailee was following the movement with her eyes. “I’m gonna come inside of you,” he growled.
Hailee bit her lips as she saw that Carter wasn’t wearing any underwear under his jeans. He was huge. She sobered up a little and worried that he might not fit inside her, and that if they forced it, he could get stuck and then it would be embarrassing to call for help while he had his dick stuck inside her vagina. She was about to call it off when Carter sensuously tore off the wrapper with his teeth, took the condom out, and slowly, very slowly as if to tease her, unrolled it on his cock. It jutted proudly and threateningly to her, and Hailee’s nerves got the best of her liquid courage.