Styx (Walk Of Shame 2nd Generation #2)(34)

He grips my ass and bites my bottom lip again, but harder this time. “Fuck, I want to keep you.”

I smile against his lips. “After that delicious burger you brought to me for lunch today, I might want to keep you too. We’ll see . . .”

He laughs and then kisses me. “Let’s get you to bed. You can hardly keep your eyes open.”

Holding onto him, I bury my face into his neck, taking in his sexy scent as he carries me through his house and to his bed.

If I weren’t so exhausted right now, I’d ride this man all night, just to listen to him moan, while he’s inside me.

Everything about Styx turns me on and makes me desperately want him right now, but a twelve-hour day dealing with sick patients has taken its toll. Once will have to be enough for tonight.

I feel myself falling asleep right when he snuggles in behind me and pulls the blanket around us.

I’m beginning to love this feeling way too much . . .





Styx

I WAKE UP TO THE sound of something vibrating from the bathroom floor. It takes about the third time, before I finally shake my sleep off enough to realize that it’s my phone.

My jeans are still on the bathroom from when I fetched them from outside, right before crawling back into bed with Meadow.

“Fucking shit.” Being careful not to wake Meadow, I slip out of my bed and rush to the bathroom, grabbing my phone right as it goes off for the fourth time.

“What the fuck, Styx.” Cale’s angry voice comes through the phone, making me feel instant guilt for not coming back to finish my shift like I told Sara to tell him I would.

I’ve only ever heard Cale angry once. It takes a lot to piss him off and I’m an asshole for being the reason for it now.

I let out a long breath and run my hand through my hair. “Shit. I’m an asshole. I’m sorry, man. It won’t happen again.”

“I can’t just have you leaving the club during the middle of a damn show like that. I understand that Sara said it was important, but you need to talk to me and let me know that. I have no problem calling in Hemy or looking for an extra dancer to fill in so you can have more time off. But fucking tell me. Got it?”

“I’m sorry, man. I planned on coming back, but then I couldn’t leave her once I saw her. She’s in my bed right now. Want me to come in for the last thirty minutes and do a couple songs?”

He’s silent for a few seconds, before responding. “Damn, Styx.” He laughs into the phone as if he’s relieved. “All this time I was thinking you were in some kind of trouble with the way you’ve been acting lately. I should’ve guessed it was a woman.”

“This is new to me, Cale. I’m doing my best to show her that I’m more than just a male entertainer that sleeps around for fucking fun. She’s different . . .”

“Good. Because I’m giving you the next two nights off. Take her out on a real fucking date, Styx. Not just to the bedroom or the kitchen counter or wherever it is that you usually take her.”

I smirk into the phone. “That was my plan.”

“I need your head in the game on Friday when you come back. But just remember that the next time your ass leaves me hanging; I’ll have to fuck you up. Better yet, I’ll get Slade to do my dirty work. That fucker is always looking for a reason to slip out of his suit for a day.”

We both laugh at his fake threat and then hang up.

When I walk back into the bedroom, Meadow is spread out on my bed. She smiles up at me and motions for me to come to her.

“You’re so fucking sexy right now.” I crawl above her and lean down to suck her bottom lip into my mouth. “I’ll never get used to the way my heart jumps whenever I touch you.” I suck her bottom lip into my mouth again, before releasing it. “Or my cock.”

Moaning out, she bites my bottom lip and tugs, pulling me back down to her. “I want you inside me, Styx. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the truck how damn good you felt. Think you have another round in you?”

I wrap her hair in my hand, before reaching over to my nightstand and grabbing inside for a condom. “After this, I don’t think you’ll be asking that question ever again.”

Once I get the condom on, I stand on my knees and look down at her, while grabbing her ankles, and placing them on my shoulders. “I should be asking you if you think you can handle another round. I always have another round in me. For you, I fucking have ten if that’s what you want.”

I position myself between her legs and enter her in one thrust. We both moan out as I hit hard. I don’t think I’ve ever been so damn deep before.

I begin to move in a slow, steady rhythm before speeding up, causing her to slam her head into the headboard. She throws her hands behind her and pushes off of the bed as I continue to take her, hard and deep.