Irresistible Desire (A Savannah Novel) (13 page)

When we arrive at the club
around eleven, it’s already packed. The line outside was huge, so I
was grateful Kayden had put us on the VIP list. A few of our
co-workers were already here, downing shots at the bar as we walk
in. I only realized a few weeks ago that Vertigo is part of
Kayden’s chain. I love that club back in home and am excited to
experience the one here in Houston. Country music is blasting from
the D.J.’s system; the club has more of a honky-tonk atmosphere
compared to L.A.

Reagan reaches for my hand
and drags me towards the bar, “We have to do some shots to
kick-start our first night in Houston!” He motions for the
bartender and orders six shots of whisky.

“You guys are joining the
fun I see,” Rebecca, a stylist from Envy, slurs as she eyes the
shots on the bar. “You need more than three to catch up with us
Savannah, I’m already on my fifth,” she giggles as she sways to the
music.

“Here you go, tip ‘em on
back,” Reagan shouts over the music as he tilts his head back,
letting the whiskey run down his throat.

“Here’s to Houston!” I
shout back at him and toss back my shot, it burns like hell but I
know that after a few more they’ll go down like water. Before I
know it there are six shots in my system and I’m dancing, rather
ironically, to Dierks Bentley’s
Tip It On
Back.

As the shots keep
disappearing and the country music keeps playing a few girls,
including Rebecca, jump on the bar, Coyote Ugly style and start
dancing. Rebecca shouts over toward the dance floor, “Come on
Savannah, get your little ass up here and dance with us!” I can’t
help but laugh and as all my inhibitions flow out the window, I
sidle up to the bar and clamber on.”

“Oh man, I gotta post this
to Youtube, and tweet it so Brooklyn can see this, she is going to
flip her lid, she’s really gonna be pissed that she’s missing this.
One thing that girl loves is dancing on bars,” Reagan laughs as he
whips out his cell phone to record us all, lined up on the bar
dancing. Everyone starts to crowd the bar, singing along with Big
& Rich and hollering at us while we strut our stuff.

“Reagan, you better be sure
my panties aren’t on show in that video," I say, laughing
hysterically on the bar. “Don’t worry my queen, your panties are
not in camera view, doesn’t mean we’re not all getting an eye full
down here. Black lace panties suit you.” He grins devilishly and
gives me a quick wink.

I’m drunk to care. I’m
finally having fun and I don’t have a worry in the world. The song
ends and the crowd roar as we all curtsy and hop off the bar,
“Thanks for livening up the evening,” the bartender says in a
strong southern drawl, “Free shots for you gals, on me.”

“Better slow down on the
shots Savannah,” Reagan comments, shooting me a mean look, a small
smirk on his face as he tries so hard to look serious. Gesturing
over towards me with his thumb he shouts to Rebecca, “Gotta watch
this one, you know that song
Tequila Makes
her Clothes Fall Off
? Well that’s the God’s
honest truth for Savannah over here,” he swats me on the ass
playfully, “If you can just try to not streak tonight, I don’t want
to have to put
that
on Youtube,” he says, laughing a deep, hearty
laugh.

“You wouldn’t dare,” I say,
smacking Reagan on the arm, “You know my father would kill you! He
owns more shot guns than anyone I know,” I shoot him an evil glare
before bursting out laughing again.

*****

Chapter 9

*****

“My feet ache from all the
dancing, let’s have our drinks brought up to our VIP table and play
some good ol’ drinking games!”

“Hell yeah!” Rebecca screams
enthusiastically. Reagan has one of the waitresses bring up a tray
of tequila shots, apparently mentioning tequila gave him a craving.
The VIP section is full of half-moon couches with oval tables in
the center, there’s minimal lighting but the club was a rainbow of
lights from the dance floor’s over- head bulbs. We decide to
play
“
I have
never…” a great way to get drunk and learn lots of dirty secrets
from everyone.

Just as the waitress sets
the tray of shots down on the table, Kayden strolls over and sits
beside me. I smell him before I even see him; he smells of the most
intoxicating cologne I’ve ever had the pleasure of breathing. He’d
worn it the day of the interview and I instantly recognize it now.
It had a bright, fresh scent of delicious citrus, smoothly blended
with a spice, perhaps jasmine, with a hint of woodiness. It tickles
my nose and causes warmth to wash over my body and concentrate in
between my legs.

“Mind if I join y’all?” He
asks as he slides onto the seat beside me? His husky, southern
drawl caresses my ears. Reagan shoots a look at me, mouthing, ‘Oh
my God!’ I turn and looked into Kayden’s hypnotic green eyes, the
brightest I’ve ever seen. “Not at all, we’re just about to play
some drinking-games, if you are up for some “I have never…?” I
smile up at him and nervously rub my palms up my legs to smooth my
dress, crossing my legs to try and ease the growing ache that
starts to throb when he sits down beside me.

“I’m not one to back away
from a challenge, Miss Livingston.” It’s as if his words are
sliding over my body, caressing every inch of it. The way he
affects me is overwhelming.

“Oh gosh, please, call me
Savannah, Miss Livingston makes me sound so old,” I giggle as I
keep my eyes locked onto his. It’s like they’re frozen there, I
can’t tear them away from his.

“Well then, Savannah,” My
name sounds like music on his tongue, “I would love to play, I’m
eager to learn some of your dirty little secrets.”

Reagan reaches over and
takes a shot from the table, “Okay everyone, grab a glass and let
the fun begin,” he says, gazing around at us all. As everyone picks
up a glass, Reagan oozes mischief, “I’ll go first,” he declares
with a twinkle in his eye, “I have never had sex with my teacher,”
He tips his shot back, smacking his lips together and letting out a
loud scream, “Damn that burns!”

A few others down their
shots, who knew so many people slept with their teachers or
professors? I laugh to myself. Thankfully I was not on that list
and I glance quickly towards Kayden, who had not taken his shot
either. Hailey goes next, “I have never had sex in public,” she
licks her hand, shook some salt on it, licked it off, tipped back
her shot of tequila and sucked on her lime. Every one of us took
their shot this time, everyone but Hailey and I had
whiskey.

I feel Kayden’s eyes
burning into me as I lick the salt off my hand, and suck
seductively on my lime. I shift my eyes back up to meet his; the
sexual tension between us is so thick that I swear you could taste
it in the air. . I feel my entire body start to burn with desire as
he gazes into my eyes and licks the whiskey from his lips. My mind
wonders to those lips licking in between my thighs and I
quiver.

This time it’s my turn, “I
have never streaked in a public place,” Everyone’s eyes get as big
as saucers, urging me to tell all, “I streaked once when we were
all on a trip in Cancun, one too many shots of whiskey and off went
my clothes, I ran buck ass naked across the parking lot of a night
club. Brooklyn and Reagan witnessed my moment of glory and
have
not
let me
live it down to this day. That was what Reagan was hinting at
earlier to Rebecca when we started shots.” Everyone bursts out
laughing, telling me how bad-ass I am and how they wished Reagan
would have had his phone to get that on camera. I’m the only one to
take a shot. I choose tequila again, mainly because I love the
affect it was having on Kayden.

The waitress stops by our
section to get everyone some more drinks, she was being extra
helpful as her boss was hanging out with us. I have her bring me a
whiskey sour, I’m done with shots. My entire body feels numb; I
haven’t been this drunk for a long time. My three drink rule that I
try to stick to since entering the working world, has well and
truly gone out the window tonight. I think I’d be drunk without the
alcohol tonight though, Kayden’s intoxicating cologne and
smoldering looks are making me lightheaded enough. He’s sexy, smart
and looking for a good time, no strings attached. Just what I need
right now.

“You are going to be
hurting tomorrow morning,” Reagan tells me as the waitress hands me
my drink. He’s still playing drinking games with everyone but I was
out, any more shots and I’d be spending the rest of the evening in
the toilets.

“I don’t think I’ll want a
drop of alcohol at the party tomorrow after all I’ve had tonight.”
I pluck a cherry out of my glass and pop it into my mouth, glancing
back at Kayden. He has his arm behind me, resting it on the back of
the couch.

“So much for your three
drink limit, you passed that right after we stepped through the
door,” Reagan smirks, “Are we all going to meet your wild side
tonight?”

I shoot him a devilish
look, he knew all too well how I get when I have a little too much
alcohol in my system, “I don’t know, maybe you will.” I put the
cherry stem into my mouth and knot it with my tongue, showing the
end result to Regan in an overtly flirting manner.

“It’s been too long,”
Reagan says as he raises an eyebrow at my talent, “I miss that wild
and crazy chick. She’s been locked away for far too long, but from
the looks of things, she’s clawing her way out as we speak.” He
points at my tongue and throws his head back in
laughter.

“Wild and crazy Savannah is
here, good girl Savannah is back in Los Angeles. I’m ready to have
the time of my life,” I say looking back at Kayden and resting my
palm on his thigh as I set the knotted stem on the
table.

“Impressive. I wonder what
other things that tongue of yours can do,” Kayden says into my ear
with a low growl. The heat from his mouth tickles my ear and sends
chills down my spine, making me shiver.

“Oh believe me, that isn’t
all I can do,” I say, smiling back at him and giving his thigh a
light squeeze. His face becomes flush as he slides his hand along
my back and pulls me into him.

“I would like nothing more
than to have you show me your other talents. It would be a night to
remember I bet, to be able to experience a night with the wild and
crazy Savannah Livingston.” He leans his head down, placing a warm
kiss on my neck. I glance around and notice that everyone is
wrapped up in the drinking game, paying no attention to what’s
transpiring between Kayden and me.

I tip my head back and down
the rest of my drink, in desperate need of some Dutch courage, then
stand and reach for Kayden’s hand, “Well, then I think a good way
to kick off this evening would be for you to dance with me,” We
walk hand in hand towards the stairs and head toward the dance
floor.

We maneuver through the
crowd of people until we make it to the floor and as soon as we do,
Kayden pulls me against him, sliding one hand under my hair and the
other on my lower back. He’s a solid wall of muscle and with my
body against his; I run my hand along his chest, feeling the
tightness under his shirt. He looks so hot in his tight black
Affliction t-shirt and his dark blue jeans. I can’t believe this is
actually happening right now, the world’s most eligible bachelor
wants me in his bed tonight.

“You look amazing tonight
Savannah,” he whispers in my ear, his husky voice dripping with sex
appeal, “I’ve wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I
heard you swear you know, I know you wanted me too.”

“You heard me? That’s
embarrassing. I wasn’t expecting you to be so God damn gorgeous, I
figured all your pictures were photo shopped.” I look into his
eyes, drinking in the desire that radiates out of them. It sends
bolts of electricity through my body, “I don’t know what it is
about you Kayden Knox, but you’ve got me under a spell. I never
behave like this, it’s like I’m being drawn to you and I can’t turn
away no matter how hard I try.”

“Well that’s good to know,
because the feelings are definitely mutual. You drive me crazy, in
just the last few hours I’ve thought of a million different ways to
make you come,” With those words I’m done with, I lunge at his
mouth like I need it to breathe and he returns the kiss with just
as much hunger. He runs his fingers through my hair, pulling me
deeper into the kiss. I don’t even realize we were moving, but
before I know it Kayden has me in his arms and is taking me into a
back room of the club. Our lips part, leaving my mouth feeling
empty and starving for more, I look up at Kayden standing before
me, all six foot three of him, his breathing is erratic and he has
a look of pure desire all over his face. God he’s sexy. He leans
down and rips my panties off, it’s so hot that I feel myself get
wetter as he does it; I reach up a grab at his clothes, pulling his
mouth back down to mine.