4
lilah
Adam madehimself at home in the corner booth at the back of the lounge while I ran drinks to tables and helped Braden behind the bar when orders started coming in hot and fast. Not only did the other waitresses and I have to serve the patrons in the lounge, but we also delivered drinks to the private rooms and helped with the pool area of the balcony when it got busy.
Tonight was busy. Not slammed, but consistently enough work to keep me occupied. The shibari demonstration was pulling in a lot of guests tonight—those who frequented the space and those who came only occasionally. Everyone loved theopportunity to learn from Bridgette, our resident expert, and see her in her element.
A table of three regulars had just come in. Adam and I were friends with Connor—the typical tall, dark, and handsome combination—as well as Piper, who was with a third. A man I’d seen a lot around the club, but didn’t know personally. I waved to them while I finished up with another table, then rushed over to greet them.
“Nice to see you all tonight. Here to watch Bridgette work her magic?” I asked.
“I think I’ve attended every session she’s ever held,” Piper said, a wistful tone in her voice. Her eyes glazed over as a smile crossed her face.
“I think someone’s got a crush,” the man I didn’t know said on the back of a hearty laugh.
“She’s been pining after Bridgette for years,” Connor explained, “but she’s always been too shy to do anything about it.”
Piper snapped back to reality. “I’m just biding my time, that’s all.”
“Sure you are,” Connor ribbed with a grin.
“We’ll have our usuals. What do you want, Greg?” Piperasked, slipping in Greg’s name casually and then giving me a wink.
God, I loved her. She was my type of woman. Petite and perky with skin the colour of gypsum. Her ginger hair was streaked through with black and tucked into two puffy space buns. Her shirt readI may be a handful but so are my tits. Typical Piper.
“Just a scotch is good for me, thanks,” Greg said, tipping his head.
“Be right back.”
I strutted back to the bar and poured their drinks myself—two glasses of scotch and a tequila sunrise—before circling back to drop them off.
“Hey, Lilah.” Connor picked up his glass and swirled the amber liquid around. “I think you forgot something in mine.”
Frowning, I stared at his drink. He always had a scotch on the rocks. In the last year, his order had never wavered.
I crossed my arms and cocked my hip. “Looks fine to me.”
He angled his head to the side. “Actually, it’s missing a cherry.”
My eyebrows shot into my hairline. Was Connor one of the friends Adam gave the go-aheadto use me?
I decided to test the waters. See what he really meant before offering myself up to him.
“What do you want me to do about it?” I rounded the table and stood at his side. One of his hands drifted up the inside of my leg, and my pulse picked up.
He shrugged and pushed his chair back. “Unbuckling my belt would be a good start.”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Piper hissed. “Adam is literally sitting at the back of the room. He will cut your balls off if you try something with her.”
“Relax, hun,” I purred. “Adam extended his free use to a couple select friends tonight. Punishment.” I quirked my lips and threw my hands up to my shoulders.
She giggled. “Not much of a punishment in my humble little opinion.”
“If only you knew,” Connor said, clicking his tongue. “Now get on your knees and do what I said.”
Dropping at his feet, I undid his buckle without another word. My breath was coming quicker as my heart raced out of my chest. The lounge was packed. I was on duty. Adam was in the back, watching my every move. Icouldn’t say no. Well, I could, but there was no fun in that. I wanted this.
“There’s Adam’s good girl. Now, I’d like you to get me ready.” He held up a small bottle of lube that was complimentary on every table.
