Styx (Walk Of Shame 2nd Generation #2) (8 page)

If she was there for the entertainment, then she would’ve been back by now. I know . . . because the women I’m used to are always back the next fucking day. Once they come to the club, they become addicted to watching us and wanting us.

Pulling my motorcycle up to the address on Meadow’s profile, I kill the engine and get off my bike.

My heart fucking goes crazy at the sight of Meadow standing on the porch, watching me, when I look up.

Her little tank top has my dick twitching as I take in her tits and tattoos.

She smiles big as I walk toward her, looking just as happy to see me as I am her. “I knew I should’ve put a fake address on that form,” she teases. “Especially after seeing you that first night at the gym.”

When I reach her, I cup her face and back her up against the door. “I would’ve found you anyway.” Gripping her waist, I press my lips against hers, not being as gentle as the last time. I want her and I’m tired of holding back. “Trust me. When I want something as badly as I want you, I don’t give up easily.”

She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth as if my kiss hurt her. “Good,” she whispers. “I’m tired of quitters. And men that give up because they find a new toy to play with. With all the toys you have around . . .” she looks up to meet my eyes. “I’m surprised you haven’t already.”

Her words anger me and something inside of me snaps. She thinks that she’s just a fucking toy for me. She has no idea just how fucked up she’s had me since day one. She’s barely left my mind for longer than ten minutes. That’s exactly why I’m here now. I’ve never gone to a woman’s house because I needed to be with them as desperately as I do right now.

I grip her legs and pull them around my waist, pressing my erection against her pussy. “You really have no idea just how much I want you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have waited until now to do what I’m about to do.”

She grips the back of my hair and brushes her lips over mine. “And what is that?”

I smile against her lips. “
Fuck
you.” I push the door open and begin carrying her through the house, until I find her bed. “Then I’m going to the club with you all over me because you’re not just some play toy for me, dammit.”

Tired of holding back, I toss her on the bed and rip her jeans down her legs, and then her panties, before flipping her over and slapping her ass, hard.

I wrap my fingers into the back of her long hair and pull as my other hand reaches around to grip her neck. I can feel myself breathing heavily against her ear. “I want you.” I press my cock against her ass and then pull her up so that she can feel my heart racing against her back. “Can you feel how much?”

She nods her head and grips the blanket. “I want you too. Really fucking bad. I’m usually never like this with men. The way you have me thinking about you at all times.”

With one hand, I push my jeans down my hips and pull out my cock, before slipping a condom on and taking in the sight of her beautiful ass and pussy.

“Damn, Meadow. That only turns me on more.”

My need to be rough takes over and I feel myself losing control. I growl and push her head down into the mattress, before slapping her ass again and biting it.

She moans out as my tongue slides up her pussy, slowly and teasingly, before I stop and pull away. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

I spread her cheeks, my tongue working her pussy slowly at first, before I speed up and then dip my tongue inside of her.

She arches her back and moans out loudly as I slide my tongue in further, fucking her hard and deep with it, until I feel her shaking in my arms, close to losing it.

I lose all self-control, reaching around to grip her neck, hard, pulling her up flat against my chest. My hand squeezes, but I make sure to be gentle enough to let her know that I would never hurt her.

“Holy fuck . . .” I breathe. “I’ll try not to be too rough, but I’m not sure that I can be gentle right now.”

“Don’t be.” She grips the sheet and runs her tongue up my arm, before biting it. “Who says I like it gentle?”

“Fuck! I won’t be then.”

Sliding the tip of my dick across her entrance, I line it up just perfectly and then ease it in, before pulling out and slamming into her so hard that she bites down on my arm and screams.

She feels so good wrapped around my cock. I knew that she would, and not just physically. This is so much more to me right now.

Both of my arms wrap around her body, pulling her as closely as possible as I thrust into her repeatedly, wanting to show her just how much she gets to me.

She gets to me unlike any other woman ever has and I’m going to do everything to show her that.

I won’t be stopping after tonight. She’s not just a play toy for me. Fuck that shit.

“Oh fuuuuck!” I yell out, while picking her up and carrying her out of bed and over to the wall.

She grips my hair and moans out as I slam her against the wall and bury myself deep between her legs again. “Harder . . .” she growls against my lips. “Don’t hold back, Styx. We both need this. I know you’re not gentle. Let it out.”

I push in deep and stop, making her scream into my arm and dig her nails in with each hard thrust after that.

I don’t stop until she’s shaking in my arms from her orgasm. I give her a few seconds to catch her breath. Then I walk her back over to the bed, lay her down and hold her legs over my shoulders, digging my fingers in as I fuck her deeper than I’ve ever fucked before.

Being inside her just doesn’t feel like enough right now. I want to touch her in places that no other man ever has.

Gripping my neck, she pulls me down and presses her lips against mine, causing me to moan into her mouth as I come.

I’m so lost in the moment and this insanely beautiful woman, that I don’t even bother pulling out. It’s something that I always make sure to do, even though I always wear a condom.

With Meadow . . . I don’t want to. I want her to feel what she does to me.

I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and gently suck it, before pulling away.

Then we both just lay in bed in silence, her head pressed against my chest.

I don’t even know how much time passes, before my phone goes off and I come back to reality.

Groaning, I grab my phone, prepared to tell Kash to fuck off, but it’s Cale instead. I can’t be an asshole to him, even though I want nothing more than to stay right the fuck where I’m at.

“Fuck.” I kiss her head and crawl out of bed. “I’m supposed to be at the club right now.”

She looks up at me from the bed and even though she understands that I have to go, I feel guilty as shit for having to leave her.

I’m about to throw my shirt back on, but I find myself slipping it over her head instead and pulling her in for a kiss.

“I’ll be back for this.” I smirk. “Fuck it looks good on you.”

She smiles back. “Is that your way of saying that I’ll see you soon?”

I walk over to the door and stop to look back at her. “If I have it my way. Fuck yes.”

“Good,” she whispers.

Knowing that if I don’t get out of here, that I’m going to end up saying fuck work and stay, I rush out of the house and jump on my bike.

Fuck . . . this woman has me. I know this now . . .

Meadow

IT’S BEEN AN HOUR SINCE Styx left for the club and I’m still lying here in bed, wearing his cologne covered shirt.

This man does something to me that I just can’t explain. When he showed up outside my house, unexpectedly, a rush of excitement and adrenaline coursed through me, making me feel alive with energy.

It’s a feeling that I haven’t gotten in a while. Something about Styx, makes me believe that there’s something to look forward to. I’ve found that hope is something that I haven’t felt since losing my aunt last year so this . . . it surprises me.

Everything that I have loved has been lost, starting with my parents and ending with the woman that raised me since the age of ten.

That’s why I’ve put everything I have into the patients at the hospital, almost forgetting that I have a life myself. Any attachments outside of work has been impossible for me.

That’s exactly why I need to be careful when it comes to Styx. The sight of him in those perfect jeans, fitted tee and leather jacket does things to a woman’s body and mind.

I lost all sense of thought as I watched him climb off his motorcycle and walk toward me with a confidence that only Styx seems to have.

I smile when I find myself sniffing his shirt. “There’s something about you,” I whisper. “And I think I want to find out just what that is.”

Making a quick decision, before I can change my mind, I jump out of bed and gather some clothes to throw on. I must look like a hot mess right now, but I don’t care.

I know that Styx was just here, but I haven’t seen him in days and spending the little bit of time with him that I did, just wasn’t enough. It only made me want more of him.

So much more.

Within thirty minutes, I find myself lining up outside
W.O.S
, looking around me at all the women that are waiting to get in.

There’s got to be at least thirty women out here and who knows how many inside already, and almost every single one of them will be drooling over the man that I just had sex with and throwing money his way.

I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s exciting, yet strange at the same time, knowing that he could have any woman that he wants, but for some reason he’s shown an interest in me.

I let out a flattered laugh and cross my arms, while waiting for the line to move. It seems to be taking forever and I can’t tell if it’s just because I’m anxious to see Styx or if it’s because the line just isn’t moving.

After about forty-five minutes of waiting in line, I look around me to see that the line hasn’t moved much, since no one seems to want to leave to let others in.

“Crap!” Letting out a defeated breath, I turn around to leave, just to be stopped by strong arms encircling my waist and pulling me against a hard body.

“Miss me already?”

My heart races with that excitement that I only feel around Styx, as I turn around to look his sweaty body up and down. He’s dressed in leather pants and
holy fuck
he looks dangerously sexy.

He’s breathing heavily as he watches me check him out, taking in every glistening muscle. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”

I laugh at his boldness and fight not to get lost in his insane blue eyes. “Maybe I was just bored,” I tease.

Smirking, he steps up against me and wraps his hands into the back of my hair, before leaning in to press his lips against my ear. “I’ll make sure to change that then.”

Grabbing my hand, he pulls me though the crowd, nodding his head at the security guard,
Lane,
as we pass him to get inside.

The music is loud, the screaming of the women even louder than I remember it from last time.

And having everyone’s eyes on me as Styx holds my hand has my body buzzing and my heart about ready to fly out of my chest with excitement.

“How did you know I was here?” I question close to his ear so that he can hear me over the noise.

“I didn’t.” He turns his face so that he’s talking in my ear now. “I was
hoping
.”

The idea of him looking for me has me smiling so damn hard that it hurts. It only shows me that even with all these women around, I’m somehow still on his mind.

I get a little nervous when I realize that he’s guiding me over to the VIP session where two beautiful women are sitting on the leather couch, talking and laughing.

They both look up once they notice me and Styx standing in front of them, listening to their conversation about someone named Hemy.

“Woah,” the blonde with tattoos says with a smirk. “Who is this hottie?”

Styx pulls me against him and grips my hip, possessively. “She’s with me. Don’t let any of the other assholes get too close.”

The other girl lifts a brow and looks me over, smiling, as if she approves. “The guys get a little crazy here, so don’t mind his manners.” She grabs my hand and pulls me down to sit next to her. “I’m Sage and that’s Onyx. You’re good with us.”

Styx laughs when I look up at him, confused. “They’re with Stone and Hemy. My family will take good care of you when I can’t. Just watch out for the blonde. She gets a little frisky.”

Before I can say anything, he backs away and gets lost in the crowd of screaming women.

“He’ll be back for you. I know that look.” Onyx looks me over with curiosity. “I never thought I’d see the day that Styx brought a woman to us. I’m impressed. You’re hot, babe.”

I laugh and grab for the drink that Kage brings over to me. I remember him from last time and he seems to remember me since he brought me the same drink as before. “Thank you, Kage.”

It looks like Kage is about to get ready to flirt, but Onyx shuts him down. “She’s taken, dick head. Go pick one of the hundreds of other women in this room.”

He laughs as she waves him off. “Hey, can’t blame a man for trying.”

The three of us watch as he makes his way through the crowd and picks out some random blonde to try his moves on.