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Bend To His Will(9)



That little shit knew something he didn’t.

She stopped near him and leaned over the bar. He couldn’t stop himself from checking out her ass.

“See something you like?” she asked when his gaze traveled up her body.

“Very much so.”

Her eyes widened. The shocked expression crossing her face was the highlight of his day. Smiling, he lifted his beer at the bartender letting him know he wanted another.

“I expected a visit from you this week,” he said. Her date became insignificant. Neal reached over to caress her arm with his finger.

His touch brought the desired effect. She stared at the trail he made along her skin.

“Why would I visit you?” she asked. The bartender handed her two beers.

Neal smiled knowing he couldn’t say the reason he expected her visit.

“Sandy, baby. You haven’t been around, you don’t call. I’m starting to think I’m not your favorite person,” Luke said.

Neal watched as his brother wrapped his arms around her waist.

“I have things to do, Luke. My life is hectic.”

“Well, you can make it up to me by coming to play a game of pool.”

Sandy looked between him and his brother. Turning to Justin, she gave him a smile, then whispered something in his ear.

“I’m all for seeing you bend over a table,” Justin said. He took her beer from her before following her.

Turning in his chair, Neal watched her ass walk past him. She picked up a stick and got ready to play after each of his brothers gave her a hug.

Ten minutes later Rory strolled in. A couple of patrons stopped him as he passed. Neal smiled as he took another sip of beer.

Looking at the table, he watched and swallowed past the lump in his throat as Sandy leaned over the table to take a shot. Holy fuck, the bright red strip of a thong met his eyes. With her pale cheeks on display, his cock woke up on full alert. Luckily, no other man had this view.

Should he move? Shit, Rory would be able to see after he got over here. Did his brothers know what she was doing?

She made a shot before standing up. There were no sly looks back at him. He’d never seen this side of Sandy and he didn’t know if he liked it.

Wherever he went, she always found the time to pay him some sort of mind. Frowning, he wondered why he wasn’t enjoying her lack of attention.

Rory took the seat next to him. “Is she still avoiding you?”

“Yes,” he said without turning his head.

“She’s going to make you work for her.”

When Rory faced the bartender, Neal focused on Sandy bending over to take another shot at the ball. He didn’t know how long he could cope with staring at her ass. He wanted to slap those rounded cheeks until she promised to dress in jeans the next time she left her house. The moment Rory turned toward him again, Sandy stood, covering herself. If he didn’t know better, he’d say Sandy was deliberating playing this little erotic game of peek-a-boo.

As the night wore on, Neal stopped ordering beer. He had to drive home. Sandy stayed well away from him. His brothers took turns to come say hi. Nothing out of the ordinary seemed to be going on, but Neal knew they were hiding something. They were all laughing at him. He knew they were.#p#分页标题#e#

When Sandy left to go to the bathroom, Neal saw his opportunity to get some answers.

“Save my seat,” he said to Rory. Without waiting for a response, he walked the same direction Sandy had. The bathroom entrance opened and a couple women exited. Not one of them looked his way. His anger growing, he went into the ladies room and locked the door. He knew the owner liked to put locks on the bathroom doors to help with privacy. Also, the guy was a horn dog.

He leaned up against a wall and waited. A toilet flushed, then Sandy walked out. She hesitated as she saw him.

“Hi, Neal. What’s up?” she asked, moving to the sink. He didn’t say a word as she washed and dried her hands.

“What’s going on, Sandy?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

She walked straight past him. Neal caught her before she got to the door. “You don’t know what I mean?”

A shake of her head had him smiling. With his hold on her arm, he brought her to stand in front of him. “There is nothing going on? Then why am I the only one getting the pleasure of seeing your ass?” He used his free hand to delve under her short skirt to cup one of those full cheeks.

She moaned. Neal smiled. There was so much more to her than met the eye. “Are you trying to get my attention?”

She shook her head.

“No? Well, you’ve got my attention. You feel that? That’s what seeing your ass all night has done to me.” He grabbed her hand, forcing her to feel his hard shaft. “I want to see that pretty sight again. Bend over the sink.”