AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What’s not to like?”
She steps into me, and I grab her ass with both hands, my lips falling to hers. I miss her so much when we’re not around one another.
I miss the way her nails run down the back of my head while we’re kissing. I miss the way she rises on her tiptoes and steps into my arms. I miss the way she tips her head back and lets me explore every inch of her.
She’s perfection, and she’s mine.
“I think I need to remind you who you belong to tonight.”
Her laughter rings out through her apartment. “I like this alpha thing.”
I lift her and place her on the couch. I catch sight of her sketchpad and a few pieces of fabric spread out on her coffee table.
Her legs open with the slightest touch of my hands on her inner thighs, and she anchors herself with her hands linked behind my neck.
She’s hot every day of the week, but tonight in this short tight dress, she’s breathtakingly gorgeous. I’m afraid I could get into a few fights if other guys try to touch what’s mine.
“Actually.” I step back and untwine her arms from my neck. “We’re going to wait until after.”
“What?” She leans forward, grabbing the bulge in my pants.
“Yeah, I’m going to tease you tonight.” I take her hand off me.
She hops off the edge of the couch. “Oh, you just wait and see who is going to be doing the teasing. You’ll be taking me in the bathroom or the alley within an hour of us being at the club.”
“You do know I thrive on competition, right? Tell me I can’t hold out, and you’ll be naked, begging for my cock, and I still won’t give it to you.” My hand goes to her cheek, and I nudge her against the wall by the front door, my leg between her legs, forcing her to open them.
“Game on, Landry.”
I chuckle and stare at her lips. I’m suddenly regretting my decision to wait rather than taking her on the couch. “Okay, Nilsen, if you’re gonna play that way.” I lean forward, running the tip of my nose down the column of her neck and back up. “You just missed out on having my mouth on yours with all your smack talk.”
She cups my dick through my pants again. “And you missed out having my mouth wrapped around your dick.”
“Fuck, you play dirty.” I cage her against the wall, wishing we could stay in the entire night.
But we’ve already spent too many nights in our places, in our beds. She deserves to be wined and dined, and although it’s not a fancy restaurant tonight, it is showing the world that she belongs to me. That she’s someone important in my life.
I step back and link my hand in hers. “Let’s get out of here before we don’t go at all.”
She giggles, grabs her purse, and we walk down her apartment stairs to the SUV I ordered.
“Wow. Fancy. No Uber.”
“No Uber,” I say, opening the door for her.
We arrive at the club, and the people waiting in the long line outside watch the driver pull the tinted SUV up. I step out first, holding my hand out for her to take. She glances at the people with their phones pointed at us. I really hope she’s stopped reading those hockey blogs because she could be the world’s hottest model and still people will find fault just because she’s mine.
I wrap my arm around her waist and escort her to the bouncers. One opens up the rope, and I tip him for letting us in.
Tweetie said they have a VIP section reserved. I know Conor will be here, and I’m hoping we can squash some of this tonight. That he’ll see me with his sister, see the way I am with her, and know that she’s safe with me. When Tweetie brought up this plan, Henry was just as skeptical as me.
The club is crowded and dark, so I slide my palm down Kyleigh’s arm and link our hands, keeping her close behind me as I wind us through the people. Her other hand hooks into the back of my pants. There’s something about the gesture that I like. Maybe she’s not only mine, but I’m hers. Or she trusts me enough to keep her safe. It’s a powerful feeling when you can offer someone that feeling of security. But maybe that’s just my fucked-up state of mind from never feeling safe my entire childhood. I probably cherish that feeling more than most.
“Magic!” Tweetie shouts, and heads whip in my direction.
I bump fists with him when we reach him. “Thanks for being discreet.”
He laughs before tipping back his glass. I pull Kyleigh to my side.
