We were sitting in the VIP section—the good side, not the side they gave to any person off the street. Ludo was on Muss’s other side, sipping straight vodka like a psychopath.
I just shrugged. “Not if it's Rigby. But that other fucker who’s trying to sneak up behind to sandwich her between them is about to lose a limb,” I growled, watching some shitty clubgoer trying to move in on Nova, his eyes trained on her ass. I looked at Devan, but he was already halfway down the stairs. We all watched as he cut his way through the dancers, getting up in the face of the guy who was now only a foot away. I couldn’t tell what he was saying, but the guy held up his hands and moved away quickly. Devan situated himself behind Nova, and she looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. He kissed her shoulder, and they danced with her between them.
Turning back to Muss and Ludo, I saw they were both looking at me like I was crazy. And maybe from the outside it was. But to me, it was just right.
I shrugged again. “I hate dancing,” I said, like that explained everything. And to me, it did. I hated it, but Rigby moved like he was born to it. Even Devan didn’t mind it, if he found the right partner. So if my girl wanted to dance, she had two dance partners who’d keep her on the floor until her feet ached.
When we got home, I’d do my dancing horizontally on a bed. Or maybe against the wall. Or in the shower. It made sense to me.
Julieta slapped me on the shoulder. “I see the perks,” she teased with a wink, which made Muss grunt.
“Don’t go getting any ideas, woman. I’m way too much of a caveman to share.”
Julieta rolled her eyes. “Are you kidding? Like I need another man to take care of. It would be a constant cacophony of ‘Honey, have you seen my socks? J, have you seen my keys? Does this cut look infected?’” She mimicked Muss’s voice so good, I choked on my Coke. “No thank you. One man is enough for me. I’m too old for that shit.”
Muss grabbed her, tugging her onto his lap. “Julieta, you’re as fucking energetic as the Energizer Bunny and you know it.” Pulling her close, he whispered something in her ear that made her laugh and bite her bottom lip.
“Gross,” Ludo grunted. “It’s like watching your parents dirty talk.”
I laughed and went back to talking about work with Ludo, while Muss took Julieta back to the dance floor and moved like they were on their way to making baby number four.
Finally, Nova and the other guys reappeared, and she flopped down in my lap. A few hairs were sticking to the sweat on her brow, and I pushed them away, one hand wrapping around her waist to pull her tightly to my chest.
“You looked fucking beautiful out there,” I growled into her ear, and was rewarded with goosebumps dancing across the skin of her arms. I ran my nose up the side of her cheek, my teeth nipping at her jaw.
I knew this night would result in more gossip column news, but I didn’t care. Muss and Ludo, as well as Julieta, were here to show that our relationship had the support of the team. We were all together to show that we were a united front.
I wasn’t giving in easily this time. As much as I’d wanted to punch Rigby in the mouth the other day, he’d been right. I’d given up and fallen into a dangerous hole that could have spiraled into something major. But the booze had numbed the pain of her loss for just a little while.
I didn’t believe that having parents who were addicts automatically meant I was more prone to substance addiction, but it wasn’t a theory I wanted to test. I wouldn’t do that to Huey, and I wouldn’t do it to Nova. I was going dry for a little while, long enough that I wasn’t leaning on it as a lifeline anymore.
I wanted to prove to myself that I could kick it, just as much as I wanted to prove it to the guys. The only addiction I wanted was giving my girl orgasms.
Actually… “You look hot. You want to go and cool down in the bathroom?” I whispered in her ear, my tone pitched low. “Maybe I could help?” I ground my hardening dick against her tight little ass. God, I loved that ass.
She turned toward me, her lips turned up in a smile. “Sure, but I think you’ll have to show me the way.”
Ludo rolled his eyes at me, but Rigby was grinning wide, like he was sending me off with my prom date or something. I slapped the back of his head and led my girl out of the VIP area toward the bathrooms at the back. Luckily, this section had private bathrooms, so we wouldn’t have to wait in line with sixteen other people.
I dragged her into the men’s bathroom, and into the cubicle right at the very end. The bathrooms in this club had little shelves above the cisterns, though I wasn’t sure what men needed them for. I knew women put their handbags on them, but what were we meant to put on there? Our beers? If you’re taking a beer into a fucking public bathroom, you probably need to be ejected from the damn club.
Luckily for me, I had something perfectly valuable to rest on that little shelf, and it put her at the perfect height for me to eat her out. I pushed her dress up her hips and found a not-so-tiny pair of panties. “Holy hell, these things go on forever,” I grunted, as I kept pushing her dress further up until I finally came to a stop a few inches below the underside of her tits.
She slapped my hand, but she was smiling. “This dress is too tight for panty lines. It was either this or no panties, and honestly, I didn’t realize I was coming out with you guys tonight. Hooking up wasn’t in my plans, so I didn’t think anyone would see them.”
I growled at the idea of her coming out with no underwear on, and some other guy rubbing up against her like Rigby had been, feeling that tight little pussy that was meant only for us. Peeling them down, I stuffed them in my pocket, and then she was gloriously bare before me. My mouth watered, and I groaned. I straddled the toilet seat, and she was perfectly the right height for me to bury my face between her thighs.
But first, I was going to savor the moment, because I hadn’t thought I’d ever get to be here again. I ran my tongue up her left thigh, and she let out a tiny moan.
“Uh-uh, baby. You’re going to have to be quiet or we’re going to get kicked out of the club. No sound, or I stop.” I flicked my tongue up her wet slit, and she slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the moan. “Mmm, good girl.”
She moaned again, getting wetter. “Now I know why Rigby enjoys that so much,” she breathed.
“Mmm, enjoys what?”
“He’s got a praise kink.”
I raised my eyebrows at her. Well, that was interesting. But I didn’t want her thinking of Rigby at this moment, just me. “Quiet now, baby, I’ve got to get reacquainted with this delicious pussy.”