“You have no idea, baby.” With a devious smirk, I pick up her shot. “Let daddy feed you this shot and make my boring day fade away.”
Her tongue flicks over her lips, and she nods, eagerly watching the shot glass. “Okay."
“Good girl, now open wide. I wanna see how much of my cock will fit.” I catch her off guard with my remark causing her to hesitate, her eyes flicking to the brothers around us. She has to move past the gut reaction to give a shit about what anyone may hear or think. She’s not here for any of them; she’s here for Sin and me.
“Now.” At my command, she listens, opening wide. We catch the attention of a few brothers, but they keep their comments to themselves, aware I’ll flip out on anyone that pushes the wrong button.
With an amused grin, I take the liquor in my mouth first and then lean over, meeting her lips with my own. Carefully, I open, letting the liquid leave my tongue into her mouth. She swallows, and I follow up, licking and sucking her lips where little droplets tried to leak free. “Mmm, babe.”
“Holy shit!” she gasps.
Ice 101 does have a tendency to burn sometimes. I wanted to make sure all her senses got a little attention, plus I wanted to taste the liquor from her lips. Everything from her seems a bit sweeter.
At that, I flick my gaze in Mercenary’s direction. His eyebrow rises, along with his beer. A silent toast saying he sees me. I don’t fuck around. I may not have my patch on her, but he’s lost his fucking mind if he thinks he stands a chance.
Sinner jerks a stool over next to mine “Blaze, brother, can I get a vodka and orange juice please.”
“No problem.” Blaze grabs a clean glass, adding ice and mixing the beverage.
“Having fun, Jude?” Sin asks, looking her over, and she smiles wide.
“Yes,” she admits and sits up, her legs dangling in the space between us. She’s adorable.
“Good.” He tugs her in for another kiss. Part of me wonders if this is turning into a competition of sorts. Or if he’s doing this on purpose to annoy me.
“Another shot, Blaze. This time give me three Patrons with orange slices.” I wasn’t planning on getting fucked up tonight, but maybe I will after all. If the shoe fits may as well wear the fucker. Besides, Jude’s fun when she unwinds; she laughs at everything, and I love it.
“Bet.” He sets Sinner’s drink down and snatches the short bottle of tequila. Moments later, three full shot glasses are placed down on the bar top in front of us.
“Baby girl,” I call, shaking her, so she breaks free from the lip lock. Her dazed gaze lands on me, and fuck if she doesn’t look sexy as all hell. “Drink, now.” I point in the direction of the liquor.
She licks her lips again and picks up the clear glass. Her doing so does nothing but entice me in wanting to lick them as well. Fuck! She has my mind all twisted up.
“What do you say?” Growling, I grab my shot and scoot Sinner’s over in his direction. It’ll fuck him up; he likes the fruity shit, not hard liquor.
Sinner’s a freak when he’s had just the right amount of alcohol in his system too. That’s how I got him to cut loose enough to admit he wanted me the very first time we were together. Once he let me touch his cock, I knew he was mine.
“Okay, daddy,” she replies breathily, enjoying the attention from both of us.
“Goddamn.” My groin tightens in response. “That makes me wanna fuck you so badly. Now, down the hatch.”
We throw the shots back and follow them by biting into the oranges. The tang hits my tongue mixing with my frustration toward Sinner. Before he has a chance to move or protest, I clutch the front of his shirt, jerking him to me. Then I plant my lips on his.
I’ve never kissed him in front of our brothers before. Ever. They speculate, but they’ve never actually seen it. When I touch him, there’s always fire, a feeling no one can match. Until Jude.
With force he wrenches back, blinking, face full of shock. He scans the other bodies at the bar and is met with knowing grins from our brothers. They talk so much shit about us being together behind closed doors, but we haven’t admitted anything out loud prior. I think he’s been too scared...of what, I have no idea.
“Oh, fuck it,” he groans a beat later and bends toward me again, securing his lips to mine. His hand grasps my jaw with force, his tongue attempting to punish me as well. I don’t mind it one bit; in fact, I fucking bask in it.
Standing, I seize his throat in my grip, squeezing until he moans and lets me take control of the kiss. My own tongue’s primed and ready to return what it just received; prepared to reprimand him with my own force. My anger fizzles with each twist and caress from him, the dual of sorts finally offering up something I’ve always craved from him.
When the kiss eventually slows to a few lax strokes, I break free. I’m left further in love with Sin than I’ve been in the past. He finally pushed past the final barrier between us. And it was more than the mating of lips; it was a statement made loud and clear in front of everyone. He’s mine.
“Another round,” we rasp in unison, winded from releasing a bit of our pent-up frustration.
Blaze sets them in front of us moments later, no comment on what he just witnessed. He does, however, wear a pleased grin the entire time. I guess we weren’t fooling any of them.
“I’ll take one too, Blaze.” The gruff request comes from over my shoulder, the sound unfamiliar, not being from one of the usual brothers.