Iris rests her hand on my arm and smiles. “Relax, no one would dare mess with me at the club.”
“But you leave,” I say, raising an eyebrow.
She shakes her head as she wipes down the bar. “To go to school. I’m good, Valencia, don’t you worry.”
It’s easier said than done, but I just continue doing what I’m here to do.
The bar is crowded. Iris and I barely have time to take a breath before pouring the next drink. Just when I’m beginning to feel overwhelmed with the endless line, Reno comes up and leans over the bar, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
I smile, staring at his handsome face. I haven’t seen much of him tonight, considering the number of people here, but damn he gets my body heated just being close.
His eyes bounce between mine as he asks, “How’s it going?”
Before I can even answer, a redhead wearing hardly enough to cover her tits puts her hand on Reno’s shoulder.
The jealousy I feel lights a fire inside me that I’ve never felt. I’m shaking as I clench my fists as I stare at this woman touching Reno. My eyes bore into the side of her face as she gives him a flirty smile.
A feeling of confidence or defiance takes over, and I lean closer to the red-haired slut. “Get your hands off him,” I hiss.
She widens her eyes, but Reno’s grow heavy as they both stare at me. She licks her lips, testing me. My breathing increases as the jealousy I feel takes over completely.
“Are you fucking deaf? I said get your hands off him,” I say a bit louder.
She drags her hand down his arm, and my insides burn with fury.
“Why don’t you just do your job and pour us a shot,” she says, smirking.
I step forward, unable to control the anger that is now vibrating off of me. “Get your ass out of here before I beat the shit out of you,” I hiss, staring into her eyes.
She gives a nervous laugh, but when I start to move around the bar, she retreats quickly.
“That’s right, bitch. No one touches him,” I whisper to myself.
Reno grabs my hand and pulls me out from behind the bar. “I need to borrow Valencia,” he tells Iris.
She waves her hand, laughing as he pulls me up the stairs and into a room, closing the door behind us.
He leans against the door and wets his lips, staring at me. “That was fuckin’ hot,” he says.
I shrug, having a hard time keeping my attention on anything but the thought of his hands all over my body.
“Seeing you jealous made my already hard cock, even harder.” He pushes off the door and sinks his fingers into my hair as his eyes connect with mine. “You want me to make that jealousy go away?”
My body is still on fire, but not with jealousy anymore. I’m on fire, and Reno is the only one who can put out the flames.
“Answer me, Valencia,” he demands, tightening his grip on my hair.
“Yes,” I breathe out.
He lets out a growl before slamming his lips to mine. The moment it happens, it’s like a switch is flipped. We both begin pulling at each other’s clothes.
I push off his cut and begin to pull his shirt up as he reaches behind me to unzip the black strapless dress I have on.
He quickly breaks the kiss to help me get his shirt off as my dress falls to the floor. I have no bra on, and my hard nipples are begging for his touch. He doesn’t disappoint as he leans forward, sucking one of my nipples into his warm mouth.
“Oh God,” I moan out.
He uses his fingers to twist and pinch my other nipple, and I can feel the wetness from my pussy running down my thighs.
