I hear something behind me that sounds like the glass door sliding open because the music from inside is suddenly pounding outside, and it pops the quiet bubble we’re in. Multiple voices are shouting, but I don’t give a fuck. The world could be set on fire and I wouldn’t give a damn, because all my focus is on this girl in my lap kissing me as lightly as a feather. Our lips are just placed against each other in the gentlest way, as if we dare not move, until it hits home that this is really happening. She’s frozen, her long lashes fluttering against her cheeks, then she opens her eyes really slowly with a gasp leaving her perfect as fuck mouth.
She may have started this but I’m going to finish it. I can’t help myself, my control slipping away by the second, and I just have to have one taste. I slide my hand up her spine until I’m grasping the back of her neck gently from behind, and I give a gentle squeeze to let her know I’m right here with her. My thumb skims over her thundering pulse, that’s going as fast as butterfly wings, and I can’t stop thinking about how damn soft her lips are, how perfectly they fit against mine. She tugs on my hair, making me groan, and I dive in like my life depends on it. I angle my head and devour her lips, skimming mine over hers again and again, all the while taking the moan she gives me. Her tongue traces my bottom lip with enthusiasm and goes in to stroke against mine in the slowest movement, and I feel like I could kiss her for an eternity and never grow tired.
What is this girl doing to me? The way her body presses against mine, her scent that drives me wild with hunger, and the little pleased noises coming out her delicious as fuck mouth has my cock harder than it’s ever been. She feels like heaven and hell, like she might bring me to great heights and burn me at the same time. An addictive burnt caramel smell comes off her rosy lips, and it’s such a sweet smell, that it has me sucking in a breath to get more into my lungs. She’s like a drug, and I’m craving her to the point that I might just never let her go. I don’t think I could even if I tried.
That thought alone has me pulling away to just stare down at her upturned delicate face, taking in her swollen pink lips. She’s stroking my face, brushing over my short beard, and I can’t read the look in her eyes. It almost seems sad, but I know she’s just as affected as I am. Her breasts are pushed onto my chest, and I can feel her pebbled nipples with every quick breath. She quickly glances over my shoulder and shudders before looking back at me and biting her lip. It’s at that point I can hear Beast’s low growling voice behind me and a shrieking noise that makes me cringe. I also hear a voice that pulls my muscles tight, because I’d like nothing better than to kick the owner’s ass.
Without giving Kat a warning, I stand with her still in my arms and guide her legs around my waist. She might hate me later, but that’s probably for the best. She places her arms on my shoulders with a death grip and turns her head to the side to take in the scene of about half the partygoers watching the fight that’s about to start. She tightens her legs around my waist and wiggles, but like hell if I’m going to put her down. I have a point to prove, and I’m really hoping she goes along with my crazy plan.
“You asked me to trust you, but now I’m asking you to have a little faith in me. I got this, Princess,” I warn her just as I grip her round ass cheek with one hand. I try to ignore the breathless whimper that just rushed out of her sexy mouth and pat Beast on the back with my other hand to have him step to the side to let me through. He glances over his shoulder with an irritated scowl, but he raises an amused eyebrow at Princess and me. The fucker.
“Shut the fuck up and let me through, bro.” I roll my eyes at the smile he gives me and the blushing girl in my arms.
Does she have to keep squirming? She’s rubbing up against me, and it’s having an effect on my body that I have no control over, because it feels damn good. I drop her a little so she can feel how hard my dick is straining in my jeans. Her startled gasp and the way she slightly moves lets me know she likes what she’s feeling, and she starts chasing her pleasure in small subtle movements without even realizing it. She’s killing me slowly but man, what a way to go to have her in my arms.
“What the heck, you dickhead! Put my friend down this instant! I’ll kick you in the balls if I have to. Kat, you okay,chica?” asks a girl who appears out of nowhere and gets in my face, pointing an accusing finger at me, as if I hurt Princess or something. The fuck, I would never hurt her.
“Beast?” I question him and watch his big shoulders shrug in a gesture at that says ‘what the fuck you want me to do?’ but he hasn’t stopped looking at the little Latina who’s shouting at me with lust in his eyes. Well damn.
“Mary! Calm down, you don’t look so good,” Kat says, worrying about her friend. We watch as Mary sways on her feet, but she just keeps glaring at me.
“I’m perfectly fine. Might’ve had too many drinks, but you know your girl can handle it just fine. I was just looking for some big dick around here until I heard some shouting, and I came out to find you here with this dickwad. Who is this, and why are you still holding her?” Mary asks both of us at the same time in a drunken rush, completely ignoring everyone staring at us.
I look at Kat before answering, but notice her face turning pale at whatever caught her attention by the doors leading inside. I glance over to follow her gaze and see Jeff staring at her in an intense way, almost like ownership. Victoria is wrapped around his arm, but her face is red, and she’s taking in the girl in my arms like she wants to scratch her eyes out. Kat clears her throat, and I whip my head back to her to see her already looking at me with an apology in her gaze. I don’t know why she’s sorry, but I might have to say sorry to her in a few moments after I answer Mary’s question.
“I’m Granger, her boyfriend,” I state calmly, then almost choke to death on nothing because I sure as shit did not expect the next words that come out of her mouth
“I’m his girlfriend. That’s why he’s still holding me and practically humping me. He can’t keep his hands off of me,” she says straight-faced, but I notice the twinkle in her eye as she quickly looks at me before glancing at the enraged Victoria.
The ex from hell bats away Jeff’s arm that’s draped around her and charges at us with a flushed face of rage that matches her red hair. I roll my eyes at Princess and almost chuckle when she hides her face in my neck to snuffle her laughter, judging by her shaking shoulders. I start to slowly slide her down my body until her booted feet are planted back on the worn deck. She bites her luscious lips, and I can almost, and I mean almost, forget about Victoria screaming like a crazy lady in front of us.
“Are you fucking kidding me, Granger?! This cunt is your girlfriend? Please, you know you can do so much better,” Victoria yells at me, but it’s not a struggle to ignore my ex as I watch Kat’s expression pale a little and her fingers tremble. I place my hand in hers with a slight squeeze.
I turn back to face Victoria once her words register with me to see her pointing a finger at Kat as she stares at me with a snarl on her face, and I wonder what the hell I ever saw in her. The ugliness runs deep and changes her appearance on the outside to something hideous that even her makeup can’t fix.
I place a protective arm around Kat’s stomach when Victoria swings her gaze to her and steps closer with a raised hand, like she might strike her with her red clawed nails. Kat’s body jerks next to me like someone kicked her, and before I can tell my ex to back off, she’s suddenly screaming because Mary has jumped on her back and started pulling her hair like a freaking spider monkey.
Holy shit.
“Don’t you dare come near her, you trashy hoe. You have no idea what she’s been through. I’m going to kick your ass.De vuelta al basurero contigo.” Mary switches over to Spanish halfway through her shouting.
Beast decides to intervene before someone gets hurt, but somehow, Mary is pulling out clumps of Victoria’s fake hair and kicking her legs out when she’s pulled away. She is still thrashing in Beast’s arms, but he has her locked up tight in a hold against his chest.
“There, there, tiger… I think you won. Calm down before the cops are called,” he grumbles in her ear, and she goes limp in his hold.
I’m about to get Kat the hell out of here because everyone from inside is pressed up against the glass and cheering like it’s a fucking hockey game. Victoria is standing on wobbling heels, wiping blood from her nose, and glares at the girl standing next to me before walking away. Beast nods at me and tosses Mary over his shoulder, ignoring her cussing him out in Spanish as he parts the crowd like the sea with his body. He disappears, and I glance down to see Kat’s whole body trembling with fear. I reach out to her, but before I can ask if she’s okay, she jerks her head up to stare at me. Crystal blue eyes water, and I’m drowning, feeling her pain radiating so intently off of her, it makes it almost unbearable to breathe.
“I’m-I’m sorry Granger, I just can’t—” she tries to say, but slides away from me and takes off running without another word.
Running a hand through my hair, I don’t know what to do. I wonder if I should give her space or go after her. The crowd disappears with groans of disappointment at seeing the fight is over and goes back to drinking and dancing as if nothing happened. Their laughter spills through the open door, but a male chuckle sounding way too pleased has me spinning around with clenched fists. Jeff is smirking at me, the asshole leaning against the house radiating smugness.
“Guess Kitty Kat doesn’t want to be around you either. It’s only a matter of time before she slides down on her knees, begging for me,” he says. It’s clear as day he thinks it will happen no matter what, and he turns around without another word to head back inside. He receives back slaps and high fives from my teammates, walking around like a fucking rooster.
“Asshole,” I mutter with my eyes squeezed tight, then I start pacing, my body already leaning in one direction. Saying fuck it, I take off after her.
