Pure Punishment(20)

I snatch my wrist away at the last minute, but I can still feel his scorching lips, almost to the point that it burns. I start to sway, realizing I’ve had way too much alcohol and I’m not thinking straight.

“I have to get back to my friend,” I tell him and try my best to walk a straight line away from him. I fail miserably and he catches me just before I hit the floor. His scent starts to invade me and I can smell his cologne. Cool water mixed with his natural scent and it’s turning me on. Making my mind go places it hasn’t been before. I try to pull myself away from him, but again, he smiles, keeping one hand firmly gripped to my hip and follows me back into the club.

Once I’m in the club, I walk to the dance floor to try to find Julia, but I can’t seem to locate her anywhere. Kai’s hand is still attached and hasn’t left me. I begin to think I will have to venture home by myself, when I hear her voice coming from behind me.

“There you are, Sugar, thought I lost ya,” she says, pulling me closer till she realizes I can’t move because someone is holding me in place. “Wow, you outdid yourself with this one. He’s mighty fine with all that big muscle. I bet you could go all night?” She grabs hold of his bicep and gives it a squeeze. I drop my head in shame.

“I could, but only one person would have the privilege to know that.” Shit, his voice is right near my ear and it feels like he’s talking to me. I look up at Julia and see her fanning herself down with her own hand. Okay, maybe that wasn’t just for me.

“Oh shit, take me now and have your way with me,” she says, dramatically holding out her hands in an attempt to be arrested. I hear his slight chuckle. He is so close to me that I can’t think straight.

“Sorry love, not going to happen. I’ve found myself a beauty right here.” His hand gives a little squeeze on my waist as he’s referring to me and, for some reason, I think I’m dreaming.

“Fuck, okay. Do you have any brothers? This girl needs to get off.”

Oh my God, seriously, she doesn’t even know him and she’s asking that question. My cheeks start to blush and I can feel the burn making my face glow red.

“No, I don’t, but I think a girl like you needs a real man to handle her. Try Jimmy the bouncer.” Kai nods to the front where the bouncer is standing watching Julia with eager eyes. He let us in so easily before and I wondered why? Now I know.

Julia huffs and takes off toward Jimmy. I watch as his eyes light up as she struts toward him. I don’t know her situation fully, but I wonder how she has sex.

I try to think of a plan to break free from this death grip Kai has on me so I can escape back to the confines of my apartment. Just the thought makes me feel like being sick. Shit, I’ve had way too much to drink.

“I need to use the bathroom,” I say, not facing Kai. His hand lifts from my waist and I make a beeline straight for the nearest toilet I can find. Just as I reach it, I slam the stall closed and collapse in front, bringing up everything I’ve had for the night. I sit for a good few minutes till I hear a ruckus in the bathroom.

“You can’t be in here,” one lady screams.

“This is for women, you tool,” another voice screams.

“Fuck, you want to do the naughty in the toilets?”

Oh God, I know who it is without moving. My stall door is kicked open and I don’t even look up to see if it’s him. I can smell him. His scent is so strong and it’s making me horny.

He leans down and pulls my hair away from my face. I try to shoo him away and for that I get a throaty laugh. He then proceeds to pick me up like a child and carry me out. I try to tell him to put me down, but he doesn’t listen. He just keeps walking without even a word from his lips. He walks, without putting me down, to a truck. I would not be able to reach the handle on my own, it’s so huge.

He swings the door open and places me on the seat. I go to give him my address and he shushes me with a finger to my lips.

“No, can do. You can’t stay by yourself in the state you are in, so you’ll be staying at my place. I’ll take you home in the morning after you have had sleep and food… preferably in that order.”

“I don’t know you. I’m not staying with you. Take me home or I’ll walk.” I give him my best serious smile, but he doesn’t take me seriously.

“Nope, you will be going where I stay.” With that, he slams the door in my face, then walks around to the driver’s side and climbs in. He looks me over and I look at him, really look at him. He’s so manly, with a strong jaw line and a bit of scruff on his face from his facial hair. He has hair that’s just long enough and he’s dressed in a red shirt and dark denim jeans. His muscles are rippling through his clothes and tattoos are covering so many places that I wonder where else they are.