“You sure can pick them, Nate. Wow, she was
screechy,” she joked, wincing.
I burst out laughing and pulled her closer
to me again, my arm around her proudly. Seth grinned at me and wiped his
forehead in a ‘glad that
’
s over
’
gesture, and I nodded, blowing out a big
breath, letting the tension leave my body so I could enjoy the rest of the
night.
The night was passing quickly even though I
wasn
’
t drinking that much. Rosie
and Anna were getting drunker by the second, giggling about nothing and singing
– badly I might add – to the music. Rosie was an incredibly flirty drunk. She
kept shooting me little looks that if I didn
’
t already know I wouldn
’
t be getting any for a while, I would have sworn I was getting my
rocks off tonight.
Rosie waved her empty glass at me, pouting
the adorable little cute face that I was fast becoming addicted to. “Want more
drinks?” she asked, leaning on me heavily.
“It
’
s Ashton
’
s round,” I
replied, nodding for Ashton to go to the bar, shaking Rosie
’
s empty glass at him. He headed straight over
there, muttering to Rick to keep his eye on Anna while he was gone.
I kissed Rosie
’
s nose and followed Ashton to the bar to help him carry them all. It
took us a long time to get served; the club was extremely crowded. Finally,
with drinks in hand, we headed back to where we left the group. I immediately
noticed that Rosie wasn
’
t there. I
frowned and scanned the crowd as I handed Seth his beer.
“Where
’
d my girl go?” I asked, sipping my coke and holding onto her drink.
He smiled, jutting his chin towards the
dance floor. I followed his instruction and looked to see her dancing her ass
off with Anna. Rick, Anna
’
s off
duty secret service bodyguard, was hovering behind them still doing his job
perfectly because Ashton wasn
’
t there.
He was watching the people near her with a stern face, assessing the threats
;
always on the job.
I turned my attention back to Rosie again
and slowly dragged my eyes over her body. I still couldn
’
t get used to it, no matter how many times I saw her or touched her,
she still managed to surprise me every time. She looked like a little temptress
as she shook her little behind, grinding her hips to perfection.
I felt the smirk slip onto my lips when I
noticed other guys checking her out. For some reason, I liked the fact that
other guys found my girl hot. I
’
d
never felt possessive over anyone in my life, but that little girl shaking her
booty on the dance floor was
my
girl, and I loved the thought of it. The
guys could look, as long as they didn
’
t touch because that would be a different story!
Ashton smiled as he watched Anna dance,
sipping his drink too. “You sure you don
’
t want a proper drink?” Ashton asked, raising his shot glass up to
me.
I shook my head. I
’
d had three drinks and then switched to Coke because I was driving
to my parents
’
house in the
morning. “Nah, I
’
m good with
this.”
The song changed to something a little more
upbeat and Seth started to laugh quietly behind me. “Oh, here we go,” he
muttered, laughing merrily.
I frowned at him, giving him the ‘what the
hell
’
face. He grinned and pointed
towards Rosie and Anna again. I took a sip of my drink and turned back to them
and, just as I swallowed a mouthful of Coke, my throat constricted, and I
almost choked to death.
Anna and Rosie were doing the sexiest dance
I had ever seen in my life. Rosie had her back to me as she swivelled her hips
to the beat of the song, trailing her hands up her bare thighs.
“Holy fuck!” I moaned breathlessly, still
half choking. I couldn
’
t take my
dirty eyes off her as Seth laughed wickedly, slapping my back, trying to help
me breathe.
Ashton
’
s eyes were wide too, but he was in a little more control than I
was. My hands were shaking as I shoved my drink in Seth
’
s chest and stepped towards the dance floor quickly. I needed to go
dance with my girl, right now.
Someone grabbed my arm and I tried to shake
them off, I needed to get there quickly so I could wrap my arms around her
while she did that. She was now dancing with her hands above her head, grinding
down towards the floor, going dangerously low. This was better than any dance I
had ever seen in a strip club by a clear mile. Guys were watching with their
mouths open, not even trying to be discreet about it.
I looked back to Seth as I shook my arm
again, telling him to let go. “Seth, I
’
m going to dance,” I grunted, frowning at his hand that was
restraining me.
He grinned and shook his head. “She
’
s playing you,” he said, laughing again.
Playing me, how can she be playing me?
“Huh?” I mumbled, my eyes glued to her ass, the skin of her back
and her long legs.
He pulled me back to him and held my drink
out to me again. “Rosie and Anna are having a competition right now. It was
Anna
’
s idea,” he said, nodding at
Ashton who was looking at him just as confused as I was. “When you two went to
get drinks, Anna had the bright idea to see which one of them could get their
man over there first.”
My mouth dropped open in shock as I looked
back to Rosie again, watching her hair swish as she danced in perfect timing to
the beat. She was testing me. She was betting with Anna that I was whipped. I
took my drink back off Seth and crossed my arms. I wasn
’
t losing. No way. I wouldn
’
t let a girl have that kind of power over me, she was playing me to
see if she could get me over to her like a little puppy dog!
“
Rosie didn
’
t really want to play, but Anna made her.
Apparently the rules are that they
’
re not allowed to catch your eye or call you over, but the first one
to get you over there wins,” Seth explained, obviously highly amused about it.
I frowned at Ashton. “Your wife
’
s a menace.”
He laughed and shrugged, clearly he already
knew that.
My whole body was trying to force me to go
over there; the way she was moving her body was like it was hypnotizing me, I
could barely breathe.
Be strong, Nate, you
’
re not going over there.
Halfway through the song I could stand it
no longer. My hands were gripped tightly in my hair as I watched, wide-eyed at
my girlfriend. It was actually painful watching this; the blood was rushing
down south, and I needed to get my ass over there before the song finished.
Ashton was just watching the show with a small smile on his face, he was so
composed and I had no idea how he was doing it. Maybe Anna wasn
’
t shaking her ass like Rosie was, I wouldn
’
t know because I couldn
’
t take my eyes off my girlfriend long enough to look at Anna.
I groaned. “I can
’
t take it!”
Ashton shook his head. “Come on, you have
to at least make it one song! Nate Peters, whipped beyond recognition!” he
teased.
“It
’
s not funny! You get to take your wife home and fuck the life out of
her tonight. If I don
’
t go over
there and let Rosie grind her perfect little ass on me, I
’
m gonna die!
” I whined dramatically.
Seth and Ashton laughed. “You
’
re not gonna die. Be strong,” Ashton insisted,
banging his fist on his chest as a joke.
“I
am
gonna die. Seriously, I
’
m drowning in my own fluids right now! You don
’
t know how freaking painful this is to watch
and know that I can
’
t do anything
about it. She
’
s killing me!” I
complained, watching as she ran her hands over her stomach. She
’
d moved to the side slightly, and I could see
her face now, she was smiling happily and talking with Anna.
“Maybe you should be releasing some of that
strain by yourself then,” Seth suggested, shrugging.
“I do! It doesn
’
t work! She
’
s tempting
me to death. I always thought blue balls were a myth thought up by guys as an
excuse to masturbate. It
’
s fucking
not a myth; my balls ache like a bitch!”
Ashton snickered and shook his head. “I
remember those days.”
He grabbed my wrist and held my hand up,
tapping the back of it.
“This right here is your new best friend,
as is a cold shower. You
’
ll be
fine.” He winked at me.
I groaned and shook my head as the last of
my restraint went out of the window. “Rip into me all you want, I can
’
t watch this any
more,” I sighed, defeated, as I strutted over to where Rosie was. As
my arms wrapped around her waist from behind, she jumped a mile, whipping her
head round with a shocked expression on her face. Her face softened quickly as
she realised it was me. “Hey,” I mumbled huskily.
“Hey.”
She looked back at Anna, and they both
giggled but I just didn
’
t care.
“I
’
m gonna go get a drink,” Anna shouted over the music. She nodded to
Rick and they both walked off through the crowd.
Rosie
’
s hands went on top of mine on her stomach as I pressed my chest to
her back. “You shouldn
’
t have come
over,” she said, looking over her shoulder with her mouth tantalisingly close
to mine.
I pressed my lips to hers for a second just
because I couldn
’
t help myself. I gulped;
I wanted her so much, if I could, I would take her right now with everyone
watching. She smiled and turned in my arms, pressing her whole body to mine as
she carried on dancing hypnotically. My whole body was tingling with desire.
This was easily the hottest damn thing that had ever happened to me, and
believe me I
’
d seen a lot of hot
stuff, but this dance took the prize easily. Her eyes glittered with amusement
and something that looked a little like pride. Maybe she liked the fact that
she made me come over here before Anna got Ashton over.
“You are the hottest damn thing in this
room,” I whispered in her ear.
She smiled and rolled her eyes and
tightened her arms on my neck. “Nate, stop with the lines, okay?”
I grinned at her proudly. “You are. It
’
s not a line. Every single guy in here is
staring at your ass right now,”
I informed her, looking up
and catching the predatory looks on a few of the male faces around us.
“Is that why your hands are there?
Shielding it from view?”
“Mmm hmm, I
’
m protecting your modesty.”
She drew a little pattern on the back of my
neck with one finger.
“Always the gentleman,” she
mused, smiling. We both laughed and she guided my mouth to hers again. I kissed
her
passionately
. The music was banging around us, but
I couldn
’
t think about anything
other than her taste and the fact that this girl was mine.
“You know, my mom warned me about guys like
you,” she teased, tracing her hand up my chest softly as the kiss broke.
I grinned and shook my head. “I
’
m not the guy your mom warned you about. You
r
mom doesn
’
t have this
much imagination,” I joked, winking at her. She burst out laughing pulling me
closer to her as she kissed me again, still giggling against my lips.
Two hours later, she was completely and
utterly wasted. She was leaning on me heavily and I had to keep my arm around
her waist to hold her up. When she fiddled with my shirt buttons and giggled
uncontrollably at something that I’d said, I knew it was time she went to bed.
I smiled.
“I think it
’
s time I took you home, Stripes.”