by Karen Deen
“You’re an ass, you know that,” she huffs
“Now that I can agree with most days,” Xavier pipes up from the table where they’re watching the show. “Really, Lilly, did you think I would hang around a guy who would treat women like that? I would’ve kicked him to the curb a long time ago. It’s hard enough putting up with his big ego and little…” He pauses, looking at us both.
“What?” Lilly snaps at him.
“If you say what I think you’re trying to insinuate, I’ll be happy to show both these lovely ladies to prove you wrong. So, go ahead, finish that sentence.” His smirk tells me I’m right.
“I was just going to say brain, what were you thinking about?” I look at him then at Lilly and we all burst out laughing. I put my hand on her lower back and guide her back into her seat before she falls over from her laughing fit.
“I did jump in pretty quick, didn’t I. Might have to be careful with you, piggy boy. You know how to keep a poker face well.”
“Comes with the job, need to keep the bad guys guessing. Didn’t know it worked so well keeping naughty girls guessing too.” I’m thinking back to what she said a minute ago in her rant that has only just hit me now. Might have to tuck that fact away for a little later.
“Well, I think you owe me a drink for that one, or maybe a better punishment might be to make you come and dance with me. Can’t imagine you have any idea about dancing so making you embarrass yourself will be fun.” Lilly looks me straight in the eye, laying out the challenge. If there is one thing she’s going to learn really fast: Don’t challenge me and think you will win. I never back down and I never lose. Two golden rules.
“Tell you what, dance first and then I’ll buy you a drink of whatever you desire. Let’s go.” Standing and reaching out for her hand, she looks at me a little suspiciously at how easy it was to get me on the dance floor. I pull her to her feet and towards the area that’s full of sweaty bodies all very close together. I wasn’t really thinking about the people part when I tried to look tough in front of Lilly. Time to take a deep breath and head into hell.
“Never picked you for a dancer, Kane,” she yells at me as we stop in the middle of the dance floor, turning her to face me. Not much room between us but enough that we aren’t touching. I can still feel her. The energy radiating off her is intense. Her hips start to sway to the music, her hands raising above her head. I try moving to my own beat but it’s nearly impossible with her in front of me. The perfect vision, the lady in red.
Trying to block out her magnetic pull, the universe plays into my hands to help me out. Being bumped from behind, she falls forward a little on those tall, fuck-me heels of hers. Her hands land on my chest to try to stop herself from falling and has me grabbing her hips tight. There is no way I’m missing this opportunity to touch her; I keep her hips swaying in time, not missing a beat. Her hands on my chest start to relax a little as she slowly looks up at me. No words are being spoken, just the looks that we’re sharing are enough to know what’s going on between us. With her body pressed tightly against mine, Lilly will be able to feel me, and what she and her little red dress are doing to me. Normally I would step away a little, but I want her to know exactly what she’s doing to me. That way there’s no second-guessing.
Lowering down my hands so they settle on her ass, I whisper in her ear, “So, you think I’m hot, or was that just something said in the fit of rage?” Still dancing, I feel her start to rub against my cock and I know it’s on purpose as the cheeky grin appears on her face.
“I don’t play games, Kane. I think you are pretty sexy, and from what I’m feeling, I think I’m doing it for you too.” I’m learning quickly that Lilly is like a siren. She uses her body to call to you and you would have to be dead not to answer the call.
“For someone who doesn’t play games, the dress and shoes you’re wearing are giving every guy in this club someone beautiful to look at and wishing they are me. So, let’s get it straight. I’m staking a claim right now and letting you know you are right. I think you are so fucking hot and there’s no games being played here either. There is one thing you need to know besides me not playing games, and that’s I don’t do relationships. Nice and simple. Fucking for fun is how I put it. If you’re up for a bit of fun, then I’m your man. If not, then my sad cock will be going home for a cold shower. No pressure.” Dipping her down to take her off guard, I pull her back up against me but notice some very perky hard nipples now pointing at me. A flush in her cheeks and her eyes are on fire.
“Did I not tell you Fun is my middle name?” Her arms wrap around the back of my neck and she leans into my ear. “And fucking is the only game I like playing. No attachment, nothing awkward afterwards. Do you think you can manage to be part of my circle and still walk away after fucking me senseless?” By now we’re almost getting it on here on the dance floor the way our hips are moving. My hands are rubbing up her butt cheeks to hips and back again. What they wouldn’t give to pull up that little short number she’s wearing and give me free access to what it’s hiding.
“Believe me, Red, when I fuck you hard, and I will, you will be the one begging me not to walk away. Can you cope with that?” Rolling her eyes at me with a little laugh has me heating up even more.
“Wow, you really do have a big ego, don’t you? Maybe I’ll have to see if you’re just compensating for something else. Let’s just say the night is young and I am no sure thing. Let’s see your moves and see if you can graduate from a little piggy to the big bad wolf?” She pushes hard off my body with her hands, turning and walking away making sure her hips are swaying still to the music.
Leaving me standing in the middle of the dance floor with one hell of a hard-on that’s cursing at the sudden loss of the company he was keeping. Down boy, I think we’re in for a bit of a tough night before we get what we’re after.
That’s if Lilly is true to her word and this is not just a flirty game to pay me back for earlier.
Fingers crossed, or me and Mrs. Palmer will be having a date in one cold shower later.
5
Lilly
KANE IS ONE INTENSE, bold man. I’ve had plenty of men proposition me over the years but not like this. Not with the confidence he has and be sober in the process. He has no issue with me grinding against him and telling me how much he wants to take it further. Although he’s cocky, for some reason it doesn’t come off as arrogance when he tries to convince me I’ll be left stunned after we have sex.
Normally at this stage, I’m the one directing the night, the way I want it to go. I never have a problem with being the one in control. Tonight, I can’t work out what the hell is going on and who is controlling who. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a weak man. He needs to stand up and show me who he is. That way I can weed out the pathetic ones, the cheaters, the ones who are full dirt bags and jerks, and then occasionally, find the sweet ones. Most of the time sweet is not my type but a girl likes variety so there are times they fit just right.
Kane is none of these types of men. From what I can see, he’s a strong alpha personality who likes to be in control. Doesn’t want to take life too seriously when he’s with friends. I’m guessing that’s a way of releasing stress from work. He seems to like a good joke, well, so I just found out. But I saw him when Xavier and Alesha were missing. That man was not to be messed with. That Kane was intense, a lot like the one who had me almost panting on the dance floor a few minutes ago. Has me intrigued to find out more. He reminds me of one of those kaleidoscopes we had as kids. As you turn the dial you get a different picture each time. Even though it’s the same crystals, they just keep changing to give you a different story every time you look. I think the best word to describe Kane is a challenge.
One thing you don’t do to someone who loves to control her life, is present her with a challenge. I can guarantee my life will become consumed with taking on the dare to tame him too.
I feel Kane against my back as he leans past me to p
lace my drink in front of me on the table. He holds that position for a moment longer than is needed. Breathing on my neck, his hand runs up my arm ever so slowly as he starts to pull away.
“Thanks for the dance. My hard cock thanks you too,” he whispers as he retreats to his seat next to me. I’m not one to blush but god, I feel like I’m on fire. This guy only needs to come near me, and my body seems to respond and start the tingling. Trying to get myself under control, I squeeze my thighs together to take some of the pressure away and start sipping my drink to cool me down.
“Might want to slow down, Red, it’ll go straight to your head drinking it that fast. Don’t want you getting drunk and not remembering the night, do we?” I whip my head to the side to see Kane with that fire in his eyes he had on the dance floor.
“Not that it concerns you about my night later, but thanks for the heads up.” Xavier and Alesha are too busy wrapped up in each other, they aren’t really paying any attention to us.
“Hmm, maybe so, but I will always look out for a friend. Especially one who needs protection from every man in here who has thought about how they might like to include you in their night. Like I told you before. That’s not happening. If you’re walking out of here with any man tonight, then it will be me.” My libido is doing a happy dance singing ‘I Feel Good’ and has her hands in the air saying we pick you. She gives in too easily sometimes, my libido. We need to make him work harder for it. I’d like to say I’m not decided how this night will end yet, but that would be such bullshit. Both my libido and I know where this is heading, and unless there’s a natural disaster, Kane and I are both going to heat up the town tonight. One of our hotel rooms is going to be full of pleasure and fun.
“Maybe I’m not worried about what the other men in this bar think.” I look at him across the top of my drink as I take another sip.
“Oh, you do, Red. Otherwise you wouldn’t walk in here looking like that.” His eyes run slowly over my body checking out every inch of my legs until he meets the hem of my dress. The look of wonder on his face tells me he wants to know what is under there waiting for him. “That dress leaves very little to the imagination, all curves and so smooth. Not a line in sight.” His voice has dropped lower now and the cheekiness from before has disappeared.
“Maybe that’s because there’s no lines to hide. This dress doesn’t leave much room for any extras.”
“Fuck,” Kane growls. “You’ve got nothing under that dress, have you?” I can’t help myself, I start to giggle quietly while I see his fists clench and the bulge in his pants is running out of room.
“A girl never reveals her secrets on a first date.” By now I’m shifting in my seat while Kane looks at me like he wants to eat me. I think the little piggy is long gone and the big bad wolf is ready to unleash for the night.
I can hear Xavier talking but can’t seem to draw my eyes away from Kane. His magnetic pull has me stuck on him. Until I see Kane start to open his mouth to respond.
“That’s okay, I’ll make sure Lilly gets home safely. She owes me another dance and drink for that rude comment about me being a pig. Isn’t that right?” I have no idea what Xavier said but I know I want the chance for another dance having Kane’s body pressed close to mine.
“Mmm,” I murmur around the straw, trying to distract myself from his stare.
I feel Alesha’s arm slide across my shoulders to pull me in for a hug. She whispers in my ear, “Are you sure you’re okay to stay with Kane by yourself? Xavier’s tired so he wants to head back to the room.”
I laugh out loud. “Lesh, he is far from tired. He just wants you back to the room to get you alone so he can do some dirty dancing with you.”
Although she is getting better at owning it, the blush creeps up her cheeks. But then she shocks the hell out of me. “Or maybe it might be me who’s ready to dance.” With my mouth agape, she turns and walks to Xavier’s waiting arms with a little smirk on her face.
“OMG take your girlfriend home, Xavier. She is making me embarrassed with her talking about having sex with you!” Kane spits the beer in his mouth across the floor trying not to choke as Alesha reaches out and slaps me on the arm screaming my name.
“Lilly, you always know how to make me laugh and make your sister blush. Don’t worry, though, I intend on taking your suggestion. We’re out of here now. Do I need to give you two the talk about being careful?” He roughs up Kane’s hair as he leans in to kiss my cheek.
“Fuck off,” Kane replies
“Oh, I intend to. See you for breakfast, Lilly.” Xavier starts ushering Alesha towards the door as I feel Kane’s hands run up my bare arms and his body press to my back.
His breath is tingling my neck as he lowers his head down.
“Do you trust me to look after you?” he whispers at my ear, close enough to make me shiver but far enough away to make me want more.
“Are we talking about protecting me, Kane, or looking after me? They can be two different things.” Staring straight ahead, I can’t bear to turn around to look at him. He presses his body into my back. I feel his strength in his tense stance.
“Red, you can guarantee I will always protect you, but tonight I intend to take care of you in every way you can possibly imagine and a few ways you’ve never had before.” His voice goes straight to my core when he talks like this. It makes me swoon and struggle to keep my thoughts together. No man has ever made me lose my words like Kane.
“I’ve changed my mind. We need to move this back to the hotel where you can dance in private just for me, Red. Show me how you really move in that little dress you have on. I don’t like to share.” Oh god my body is full of tingles and I can feel it wanting to jump up and sprint out of here. I need to try to slow myself down and show I’m no pushover.
“What if I’m not sure that I’m done here for the night? Maybe I should just dance here?”
Pulling me slowly to my feet, he turns me to look at him. I can’t escape the stare.
“Oh, you are done here. No games, remember. You know what you want, just say the word and it’s yours. Just. Say. It.”
I have no control over my body. She gave in a while ago, and Kane can read me better than I would like. He knows I’m wet and throbbing for him. It’s in his eyes. His animal instinct sees right inside me.
His thumb runs along my jaw, and I manage to breathe and say it. The words he wants to hear. “I want you. Take me to bed.”
“Good girl, Red, now it’s time to move. My hotel is just around the corner. The night is young, and I intend to use every single moment we have. Don’t plan on sleeping.”
Taking my hand in his, he lifts it to his lips and gently kisses me. His lips feel smooth and warm. I want them on my lips. I want him to kiss me like I’m the only one in the room and the last chance he’ll get to ever kiss a woman.
There is no more talking. He places his hand on my lower back and guides me to the door of the club, raising his hand to signal a cab. One is pulling up in front of us; Kane lowers me in, and I scoot across for him to follow. He said his hotel is around the corner so I’m guessing he didn’t want to make me walk.
“You’ll need your energy, plus those heels are a death trap. Hot as hell, but definitely a death trap.” It’s like he’s reading my mind.
“You’d be surprised what I can do in these heels. I never leave home without them.” I hear a little groan escape him.
“The images I have of what you can do in those heels is not G-rated, I can assure you.”
“They’re my weakness. I have more shoes than you can imagine. If you’re lucky and a good boy, maybe one day you might get to see them all.” He places his hand on my chin and turns me to face him.
“No part of me is a good boy. If that’s what you’re looking for then we need to take you to your hotel now. Somehow, though, I don’t take you to be a good girl in any stretch of the imagination.” His thumb trails softly across my bottom lip which has dropped at his words and touch.
“Guess you’ll find out,” I whisper.
We sit in silence for the rest of the short trip in the cab. My heart beats harder than it has in a long time. Sweaty palms, tingling sensations on my skin, all of which is freaking me out. I’ve had one-night stands with guys before, which are hot and leave you feeling on a high. I’ve never felt like this before sex, though.
There is something about Kane that is different.
His different is going to be my dangerous.
I can feel that already.
I glance out the window at all the people out on a Friday night. Trying to center my brain, I start to play the game with myself picturing where they’re off to or have been. Dinner, show, dancing, partying or just heading home from a long day at work. Meanwhile, here I am in the back of a cab on the way to a hotel for the sole purpose of having hot sex with a guy I hardly know. What would people be thinking about me if they could see me, in my red dress and fuck-me heels. Isn’t that what I want, for people to see me, notice me in a room? To see Lilly standing out waiting for people to notice her?
“Are you cold, you’re shivering?” Kane’s deep voice breaks my thoughts.
I lie. “Yes, a little.” The shivers have nothing to do with feeling chilly.
He shrugs out of his jacket and places it around my shoulders as we pull up in front of his hotel. It’s not a huge, glitzy one. Just nestled in between the other buildings on the street. It looked like an old soul that has stood the test of time as the new buildings have gone up around it. My brother Zach would love the way it has been restored and maintained to keep the character of the years gone by. We walk into the foyer with Kane still holding my hand and guiding me to the elevators which are at the back of the building.