Stepping up on the couch, he grabs my hands and places them on his abs. He looks down at me, his ice blue eyes burning into me. “The song’s almost over.”
I know exactly what that means.
My heart races even faster, trying to decide if it’s right to do what I really want to do with his body.
No judgement.
With my heart racing, I slowly lower my hands and brush them over his large erection, being careful not to spend too much time on his dick, before gripping his thighs.
The last thing I want to do is violate him and be one of those screaming women in the next room.
He smiles down at me and climbs down from the couch, when the song ends.
“Did you feel what you expected when first coming to my room?”
I shake my head. “No. I felt so much more.”
Standing up, I allow myself to check him out one more time in this no judgement room. “I wasn’t expecting it to feel so . . . I don’t know. It was good.”
He laughs. “You wanted to see what I was made of . . .” he reaches for his jeans and slips them back on, leaving them undone. “That wasn’t all of me, yet.”
We both just stare at each other, until the door opens and what appears to be another security guard, pops his head inside. “Cale’s looking for you. He’s about to leave so you might want to hurry.”
He gives him a nod, while keeping his eyes on me. “Tell him I’ll find him in a minute, Kass.”
“Sure thing, man.”
Styx finally pulls his eyes away from me and runs his hands over his sweaty face. “I’ll see you around?”
I smile. “Maybe.”
He grabs his shirt and laughs, while backing up out the door.
I release a deep breath and smile while fighting for breath.
Seriously?
Styx is insane when it comes to dancing to turn women on. He was definitely no disappointment.
Feeling the need to get out of this place so I can breathe again, I rush out of the private room, fighting my way through the crowd to get to Mandy.
I’m dragging her out of here, even if it has to be by her hair.
Seeing Kash straddling her lap, I cuss to myself, knowing that I’m about to ruin her fun if I drag her out.
I stand back for a few minutes and watch him grind against her instead.
Holy hell, this man does it extremely well too. I’m getting hot again, just picturing Styx back in my lap, grinding me like that.
As soon as Kash stands up and she shoves money into the side of his briefs, I yank her from the chair and drag her with me through the room, until we’re finally back outside where I can catch my breath.
Holy shit . . . Styx’s dance was the hottest moment of my life and the wet dream that I’ll be having for the next week . . .
Styx
CALE PULLED ME ASIDE THE other night to offer me a couple days off from the club. He must’ve been able to tell how stressed I’ve been for the last week since business has exploded.
I told him that I didn’t need time, but he kept pushing, telling me that the last thing he wants is to stress his guys out. He said if it came down to it that he could ask Hemy to take on a couple days to cover me.
So I agreed to the next two days off.
Pulling my motorcycle up to the second hospital that I’ve been to today, I kill the engine and set my helmet on the seat.
I tried just sitting at home and relaxing for once, but it didn’t work out so well. Apparently, I have to always be doing something or else my mind goes places that it doesn’t need to be. Relaxing is out of the fucking question for me.
Walking into the building, I step up to the information desk and smile at the lady when she looks up. “I’m looking for Meadow . . .”
She immediately points down the hall, toward the elevator, enthusiastically. “Ms. Jenkins is on the third floor. Just go down to the elevators and then take a right once you get to the third floor.”
I flash her a grateful smile, which causes her to blush and smooth out her blouse. “Thank you, Anne.”
“Anytime.” She smiles back and then watches me all the way down to the elevators.
Once I get to the third floor, a couple of young nurses walk by, checking me out and whispering not so softly, about the things they’d do to me.
But the only thing I’m focused on is finding Meadow and seeing how she reacts to my ass just showing up at her work out of the blue.
She surprised the hell out of me and I figured I need to return the favor.
I walk down the long hall, peeking into the opened door rooms, until I spot Meadow changing the sheets on one of the beds, while chatting with her friend that was at the club with her last night.
Smiling, I stand back and watch her work. It’s only fair after she did the same to me.
“ . . . I’m not doing anything tonight. Going home. And going to bed. I told you.”