So I head to the bar, setting my gaze on the first hot guy I see.
I rest my elbows on the bar next to him as he waits to make his order. He eyes me in his peripheral vision, checking me out without giving me his full attention. I lean forward a bit more, accentuating my cleavage.
“What are you having?” I ask, turning slightly to meet his gaze. “The bartender won’t serve new people. I’ll buy you a drink.”
“How about you order, and I’ll buy?” The man taps his fingers on the bar top. “It’s the least I can do if you’re going to help me out. I should’ve known she wouldn’t serve me after the sixth time she’s walked past and served everyone around me.”
I laugh and shrug my shoulders. “I’m surprised you even got in. Do you know someone here?”
“I’m meeting a client. They picked the place and put me on the list,” the man says.
“I guess that means you’ll turn into a regular.” I smack my hand on the bar top and wave toward Kitty. “Kitty Cat, don’t leave us hanging. We need some drinks.”
Kitty drops what she’s doing and heads toward me. “Baby doll, I wasn’t expecting you here for another hour. Do you want your usual?”
I turn toward the guy. “I’ll have whatever he’s having.”
“Bring us two Drink Mes. My friend told me they were the best shot, and you’re the only one who can make them.” The man smiles wider at me. “If that’s okay with the lady.”
I laugh and clap hands, my energy returning as I redirect my focus away from my dark thoughts. “That’s perfect. Two Drink Me Elixirs, Kitty. And keep them coming. I had a long fucking night already.”
“You’re an incredible dancer,” the sexy, mysterious man says, sliding his hand across the small of my back. He pulls me closer, swaying in beat with the pulsing music. Sweat sparkles on his forehead, his easy-going smile filling me with life.
I lean in close, tilting my head slightly, waiting to see if he’ll close the space to kiss me. Drawing his hand up my back, exploring the smoothness of my skin with his rugged fingers, he combs his fingers into my hair, pulling me in. Our lips meet in an electric caress, warm and inviting, and just as sensual as our dancing. If clothes didn’t separate us, we’d be fucking right here on the dance floor.
Gliding my tongue over his, I reach between us and stroke my hands over the hard length pushing against his pants. He’s so turned on for me that I want to test him and see how far he’s willing to go.
“I know a place we can go,” I murmur, flicking my tongue over his earlobe. “I mean, if you want.”
I don’t even know his name, but I don’t care. He keeps my mind off everything, his attention exactly what I crave after the shitshow tonight. My adrenaline runs hot, mingling with the intoxication of the alcohol, making me feel invincible.
Christos can fuck the hell off.
So can Daddy.
Talon.
The whole Society of Secrets.
“Whatever you want, beautiful,” the man murmurs, kissing my neck. “I’m not afraid of getting caught.”
I giggle and bite my lip before I lace my fingers through his and tug him in the direction of the storage room just off the side of the bar. Kitty winks at me as she serves another patron, unfazed by my behavior. When Daddy is stuck in a meeting away, I’m going to fuck and play with whoever I want. If I’m going down, might as well have some fun.
“Do you work here or something?” Bar Guy asks, peering around the shelves of supplies.
“Or something.” I curl and uncurl my fingers, luring him closer with a smile as he decides if he’s really all in or not. “I just know a lot of people. Don’t worry. Just have fun.”
Spinning around, I hike up my skirt enough to flash the fact that I wear a jeweled plug while I shift some boxes in front of the door. He releases a deep hum and steps closer to grab my hips from behind.
“Damn, beautiful. That’s so sexy. But I’m curious as to why. Were you meeting someone?” He grazes his fingers over my ass cheek, standing close enough that all he’d have to do is whip out his cock and align our bodies.
I’m normally not as bold, but everything tonight pushed me over the edge, and I happily spiral into this oblivion. “I was betrayed,” I say, stepping back to push my ass against his pelvis.
“And you want revenge?” he murmurs, rubbing his fingers from my ass to my pelvis until he can slip one inside me.
I moan and lean against him, my heart racing in excitement. “I just want you to fuck me.”
Spinning me around, the handsome man pushes me against the shelves and kisses me again, his tongue gliding over mine with enough passion to make me moan. I tug at his belt, helping him unfasten it enough to pull his cock free.