Spicy (14 page)

Reece

“Will you stop pacing? You’re making me
dizzy. Donovan said he’d get her here,” Dal tells me from the bar stool she’s
perched on. She’s watching me pace as she nurses a longneck, a bored gaze in
her eyes.

Stopping in front of her, I meet her gaze.
“You’ll be nice to her right?”

God, I hope she behaves tonight. The last
thing I need right now is for Dal to get all up in my business, which she has a
habit of doing when she’s around. Drives me up the fucking wall.

Thanks to Donovan’s big mouth, and my own
stupidity I’ve avoided her this past week. It wasn’t easy, but I figured she
needed time to calm down and hopefully come to realize it was her I wanted to
be with and no one else.

She rolls her eyes. “I’m not telling you
again because I’m sick of answering.”

“Dal?” I growl in frustration as I grab my
drink from the bar.

“Reece?” She glares, pausing mid drink.
“Um. I thought you said she’s kinda shy.”

“It depends. She can be, but once or twice
she’s really let go.”

“Yeah, well. I think she’s really letting
go tonight.”

“Huh?”

Dal points behind me, and my eyes nearly
pop out of my head. “What the fuck?”

As I start to walk towards the sexiest
thing I’ve ever seen, Dal chuckles. “Well, I think you’ll be getting lucky tonight.”

I’m lucky just having her in the same room
as me, but the dress she’s wearing is…is…hot. And with Donovan standing beside
her, smirking, I guess he knows what she’s doing to me.

There’s no other for me. Walking across the
bar to her, all I see is Callie. I even shut out Donovan, which isn’t that hard
to do with the way Callie is dressed.

“Callie,” I say, sounding like I’ve just
been told there’s water in the middle of the oasis. Yeah, I’m an idiot. “Please
tell me you’re wearing panties?” I blurt out.
Way to go!
“I mean…I mean.
Fuck.
Um. Are you, okay?”

Her eyes light up with amusement. “No and
yes.” She grins.

No
and yes. What the hell…

I stand back slightly, and move my eyes
slowly up her long legs, hips and torso until I reach her breasts. Her nipples
are hard bullets giving away the fact she’s aroused, which is good news for me.

All I really want to do is throw her over
my shoulder and carry her off to the back room, but that is so not going to
happen. One reason, because I want her to meet Dal, and the other reason, the
most important, because I don’t want her to think I want to be with her just
for the sex. Yeah, the sex between us is good. In fact, it’s better than good.
The best I’ve ever had. But she’s the first girl I’ve ever wanted more than a
quick fuck with, and although I tried to show her that last weekend, it kinda
backfired because I can’t keep my hands to myself.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Dal
asks, sliding her arm through mine. I clench my teeth as the light goes out of
Callie’s eyes when she witnesses Dal’s possessiveness over me. This isn’t good.

“Dal, this is Callie. Callie, this is Dal.”
I remove Dal’s arm from around mine and reach out to take hold of Callie’s
hand, and sigh in relief when she doesn’t refuse me.

“We’re not on stage tonight,” I laugh. “Of
course you knew that, right?” And I’m an idiot.

“Yeah. I knew that.” She offers me a small
smile.

“Can we go somewhere and talk? Please? Just
you and me,” I beg.

She gazes into my eyes as though she’s
trying to see inside me before she answers, “Yeah. Okay.”

Remembering Dal, I turn to look at her and
I’m met with her pissed expression.
Fuck
!
This is all I need. “Dal, I need to talk to Callie. I’ll catch up with you
later.” I nod to Donovan who doesn’t give her time to think before dragging her
toward the bar.

“You with me, babe?”

She grips my hand, taking a step closer;
her nipples graze my chest giving me an instant erection. I release her hand
and slide mine down her sides and come to a stop on her hips. Hips that have no
material covering them.

“Callie. I don’t want to sort out
whatever’s going on between us with sex. We need to talk…first.” I grin. “I’m
not sure how I’m going to keep my hands to myself as long as you’re wearing
that dress though because it gives me all kinds of wicked thoughts.”

“Hmm. Perhaps, I want you to have all those
wicked thoughts.” She clears her throat. “Where do you want to go?”

“Let’s go round back. I only have my bike
here and you’re dressed too sexy to sit on the back of it.”

She nods. Taking her hand again, I pull her
with me to the back of the club for privacy, which we sure as hell wouldn’t get
if we stayed out front. Not only is Dal glaring at us, but all the guys in the
place are staring at Callie in the barely there dress.

I push the office door open, but someone is
already using it and I don’t mean as an office is supposed to be used. We carry
on out back, which isn’t ideal, but will have to do because I’m not prepared
for another day to go by without talking to her. Being close to her.

“Over here.” The spot I’ve brought her to
is slightly dark with a yellow glow from the light above the back door to the
club. The only thing is, now I have her to myself I’m not sure what to say to
her. What to say to make this right between us. I know what I want to do to
her, but that will have to wait…at least until I’ve said my peace.

“Look, Dal has problems, okay. They are her
story to tell, not mine. She’s a friend and has been for a long time, so you
have to respect that. I haven’t lied to you about my relationship with her, and
I only lied about the sleeping arrangements because I knew how it would look.
She has nightmares and feels safer with me there. When it starts getting bad
again that’s when she arranges a visit.”

I peer into her eyes, but they’re hidden by
the darkness. “Back home everyone thinks she’s a booty call for me so we let
them to save being asked questions. You’ve no idea how much I want to tell you
what I’m talking about, but I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone, and I can’t
break that promise… You understand that, right?” I gently move the hair from
her forehead as I move in closer. I’ve said my peace and now I need more of a
connection between us. That she doesn’t move away is one of the best signs I’ve
ever had.

“I’m going to trust you. I should have done
before, but you told me one story and then Donovan blurted out another. I
didn’t know what to believe. I was jealous, and if I’m honest, I still am, but
that’s my problem, not yours.”

“No baby.” I lean in and give her a soft
kiss to her lips. “It’s my problem as well. I needed to reassure you and
instead I was a dick for not being completely honest.”

She sighs and runs her hands up and down my
chest in a caress. “Does this mean we’re back together?”

“If you still want me.”

She doesn’t say anything, but she throws
herself into my arms and seals her lips over mine. Our teeth clash as our
tongues search for the other and tangle. She tastes damn good; her taste being
something I’ve missed this past week. Her taste is intoxicating and I can’t get
enough.

With her tongue down my throat, her hard as
fuck nipples pressing tightly against my chest and my hand up her dress
squeezing her butt, my dick feels ready to explode and probably won’t take
much.

Pulling her mouth away, she says, “God, I’m
itchy.”

I freeze. “What?”

She groans and buries her face in my neck.
“Sensitive,” she finally mumbles, at least that’s what it sounded like. “I, um,
shaved down there with some new shower stuff and I think I’m kinda allergic to
it. At least, well, there.”

Chuckling, I give another squeeze to her
butt before stepping back slightly. “Do you want me to check it out?” I grin
and she smacks my shoulder. “Sorry, babe, but I’m dying to get under that dress
and if I can help sooth it, all the better.”

“Eww. There is no way you are going
anywhere near there. It might be red and blotchy. I don’t want you seeing it
like that, it might put you off. Oh God, no. I can’t let you do that… But,
shit, I need to scratch it. Turn around.”

Is she for real? She’s my girl, and it’s
only right I care for her, even if she does have a red, blotchy pussy. “Nope. I
can’t do that.”

Before she can protest, I pick her up in my
arms and carry her to the back of Donovan’s truck, where I place her gently in
the back after using the spare key I have. While Donovan is a great guy, he can
be a bit scatterbrained and often locks himself out…hence the reason why I have
the spare.

“Open wide,” I say, grinning. “Callie,
c’mon. I’m not going to hurt you and I’ll try not to laugh.”

Prying her legs open, I bring her closer to
my mouth and bend her legs, which shoves her dress towards her hips. Before I
look at her though, I meet her eyes and watch as she bites her bottom lip.

“Reece, if you’re going to do it, please
hurry. It’s driving me crazy.”

Who am I to keep my girl waiting? So
without further ado, I let my eyes and hand drift toward her pussy. The top
part looks okay, but between her legs, ouch – bright pink.

“Reece,” she growls, so impatiently.

I slide my finger between her pussy lips
and nearly come on the spot when she moans and arches her back. As I slip my
finger inside her wet cunt, her legs start to quiver while I try to rearrange
my dick, which really wants where my finger is.

Opening her legs wider, I dip down with my
head and start licking her lips, tasting her honey. She whimpers so I stop, not
sure whether I’m hurting her or easing the discomfort.

“Don’t stop. It hurts good.” There’s my
answer.

Placing my mouth back to her, I tickle
between her legs with my tongue and then receive a loud groan from her when I
put two fingers inside her.

She slips her foot between us and wiggles
her toes against my erection and starts to pant.

“In me.”

“Callie… Christ, I wanted to make you feel
good.”

“You are… You will. Don’t make me beg.”

She scrambles to sit up, so I follow her
inside the back and sit beside her. Reaching out, she unzips my jeans; my
erection springs free into her waiting hands. I jerk and leak like crazy when
she strokes down, dipping her hand into my jeans to massage my balls.
Christ, Donovan is going to kill me for this
.

I arch up and shove my jeans further down
my thighs to give her more access to my aching body parts, but no sooner are
they down then she’s climbing on top of me and straddling my thighs. Her dress
is shoved around her waist, leaving her bare to my eyes.

Callie finds it hot watching me touch
myself, so with that in mind, I wrap my hand around my shaft and do a few short
pumps, causing my breath to catch because, yeah, I find it hot having her
watching me.

She knocks my hand away, takes hold, dips
her head and swipes her tongue around and around the piercing on the mushroom
head, driving me totally and utterly insane.

“Enough.” I grab her hips and move her over
me. Watching her guide me to the place that I want to be the most – in
her dripping cunt brings a moan to my lips that she swallows with her lips.

She doesn’t go slow, dropping straight down
on me so I touch base inside her. Nothing has ever felt so good or right as it
does when I’m inside her with her muscles clenching around me, sucking me in
deeper.

“Reece…let me move,” she ask while
revealing her beautiful breasts and cherry red nipples to my eyes before trying
to take the dress over her head, where it seems to get stuck.

Unable to help myself, I lean forward to
lap and nibble on her breasts as I gradually start moving her back and forth on
my dick. She feels so good. Watching her sitting on me with her back arched and
her breasts sticking out in my face with her arms over her head, practically
touching the roof of the car is so damn sexy. She’s like a wet dream come to
life, which isn’t helping with my control any.

Removing my mouth, I reach up and finally
yank the dress from her so she’s free to touch me. I want and need her hands on
me. And then they are – touching me – pulling the nipple rings
– scraping her nails over my pistols as she grinds against me.

“Reece,” she moans, “so close…help me.”

She throws her head back so I suck one
nipple into my mouth and start twisting and pulling her other as she begins to
shake apart in my arms. Letting her head drop forward, she bites my shoulder as
she continues to shudder against me. That must have been some fucking orgasm to
soak my groin as well.

The fire in my balls has my legs shaking
with suppressed need, which I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold back
from…and then the mini tremors inside her set my orgasm rushing through me. I
quickly lift her off me and watch her jack me off all over her breasts and
stomach.
So fucking hot
! Especially
when she rubs her finger through the cum dripping from the tip and piercing,
causing another burst to drip out.