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“It’s late, and I don’t have closing duties tonight. Did you want to get out of here?” I asked him with a fake yawn.
He looked over to the dark-haired man next to him, and he nodded back.
“Sure, let’s go.” He got up from his seat and wrapped his arm around my waist. “What’s with the wrap?”
“Oh, I accidentally cut myself on a glass while cleaning. It’s nothing.” I gave him a nonchalant shrug.
“Want me to take a look at it?” He went to take my arm, and I pulled it away from him.
“No, it’s fine. Austin helped me with it already. Let’s just get out of here.” I tucked a stray hair behind my ear and began leading him out of the bar. He grinned, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His hot breath caressing my exposed skin.
“Does this mean you are ready to beg?”
We stopped just outside the bar's doors. I inhaled a deep breath, and without second-guessing myself, I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him down to me. I crushed my mouth to his, kissing him as deeply as he would let me.
The kiss was searing, and my core ignited for him. He tasted so good. Thoughts of what I would let him do to me after all this time caused my underwear to become damp with my need. I bit down on his lip before pulling back from him.
“Is that answer enough for you?” I whispered, looking up into his eyes.
Fine. I’ll beg for him. I’ll get on my hands and knees. I’ll crawl. I’ll do anything.
He licked his lips, gripped my waist tightly under his arm, and pulled me toward his apartment.
CHAPTER 11
Atlas
Chyler had not contacted me once since we went on our first—second—date, and suddenly, our paths crossed at a bar downtown, and she just parked herself right in my lap like we had been together this entire time.
Brodie—who I’ve been told has legs spread wider than a stripper doing the splits, was trying to get one of us to take her for a ride—a hard pass. The guys told me her nickname here was ‘Plan B,’ and I couldn’t help but laugh and feel sorry for her at the same time.
However, this woman wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer and clung to our table like a piece of used gum. I may have been desperate for a good fuck since The Landing with Chyler, but I wasn’t about to stick my dick in that. I still had standards, and she didn’t even meet the minimum. There was only one woman I wanted, and just when I needed her most, she came out of nowhere and slid herself into my lap as if she owned it. I’m guessing this means I won the two-week silent treatment. She was mine now, and I was going to claim her tonight.
After a hard day's work, the guys and I decided we needed to get out of the office and enjoy the summer night. Marcus and Dean dragged us down the strip of bars downtown before ending our night at Austin’s Bar. Derek and I were just along for the ride; we didn’t care where we went as long as there was alcohol and women for him to pick up.
What I hadn’t planned on was that the bar we would end up walking into at the end of the night would be the one Chyler worked at. I knew she filled in for her friend at the nightclub, but I guess I never asked where else she worked. Apparently, it was here.
She was gorgeous in her denim shorts that showed off the curve of her ass and a pink crop top that displayed every inch of her toned body. If I had seen her earlier, I probably would have stared down every single man who had eyed her as she worked.
When she slid into my lap, I couldn’t help the smug smile that pulled across my mouth. I wrapped my hands around her smooth waist and held her against me; the movement felt so natural and right with her. I had no intention of letting her go a second time.
Two weeks was too long to wait. I told her I was a patient man, but my patience was beginning to wear thin. My hand could only sate my needs for so long before I cracked and went running back to her. I was ready to take her, begging or not, but with her sliding into my lap out of nowhere, I believe I just won. All mine.
Brodie left our table shortly after Chyler showed up. Good. I wanted her gone. She refused to leave our table, and when she started touching my arm, I couldn’t help but laugh at her sad and desperate attempt to gain my attention.
When she left, Chyler tried to get off my lap, but I pulled her closer so she couldn't. I knew she had only climbed onto my lap to drive away Brodie. She was jealous, but I wasn't in the mood for her games tonight. If she wouldn’t let me take her home, I would take her in the restroom again without hesitation.
The soft touch of her skin, and the sweet smell of her perfume, had my cock standing at attention, and it craved her. I had grown so hard that I had to adjust myself under her. I needed to fuck this woman.
“You’ve got ten minutes.” I wouldn’t give her any longer than that. I needed her now. I needed to be inside her, pounding away the memory of every single night that I had to use my hand and imagine it was her.
“You don’t get to tell me what to do. Not after avoiding me for two weeks.” She scoffed.
“Five,” I growled back at her.
“Fine.” She snapped.
Knowing I had won, I released my grip and let her leave for the center bar. Keeping my eyes on her as she disappeared into the busy crowd.
