“Why don’t you stay here, and I’ll order some food and water to soak up those drinks?” I help him sit on a chair nearby.
“Oooo, get me some of those chicken tacos.”
“Will do.” Walking away, I head to the bar to place my order. As I pass the space between the game room and dining area, I spot Emma and her family standing. Our eyes meet for a moment before we both look away.
Fuck, I feel like I’m having an affair.
“Do you want some more drinks?” the bartender asks.
I shake my head. “I think we’ve had enough drinks.” He leans over the counter to look at Jamal and cringes. “Can I just get some food?”
Giving him my order, I see Emma’s family pass by me, but no Emma.
Shit, I need to hurry.
A small speck of blonde catches my attention, and in the midst of my order, I see Emma swiveling her hips as she reaches the jukebox. She leans down, and my eyes go to her ass, which she’s sticking out by arching her back, and it is very much on purpose. Every man in the pool room turns to her as her long hair hangs over one shoulder, her tight black leggings hugging her ass, as she taps her heeled foot.
Those damn fucking heels.
“Yeah, she’s hot,” the bartender says from beside me, and I feel my hands clench into fists.
“You got the order?” I ask shortly.
“Uh, yeah.” He notices the anger in my voice and takes a step back.
Unclenching my fists, I turn my head to find Emma leaning against the jukebox, facing me, while “Call Out My Name” by The Weeknd plays. She winks and heads to one of the two private bathrooms in the back.
“Fuck me,” I mumble and run a hand through my hair,wondering how such a sexy woman gave me the time of day. I’m not oblivious to the way I look, but she’s on another level. Emma can demand the attention of an entire room just by the way she walks, and she knows it. But she can also remain hidden if she wants to. I’ve seen both sides by now.
I jog to where Jamal is. “I’ll be right back, Jay. The food is on its way.”
He nods and leans his head against the wall while scrolling through his phone, looking a little more alert but still tired. At least he won’t be paying attention to where I’m going.
Looking around the room, I see that the other six people here seem occupied, and the girls from earlier are gone.
Good.
I knock on the door, and it opens a bit before opening all the way. The second Emma locks it, she attacks me.
Her mouth is on mine, and I almost trip backward before steadying myself and matching her eagerness. We sigh as our tongues instantly meet. She pushes me against the door, rubs my already hard dick, and bites my bottom lip, dragging it out.
“Fuck,” I growl and clench my ass cheeks to keep myself from coming on the spot.
I open my mouth to say something else when she lays a finger over my lips and shakes her head from side to side.
Seems like she’s taking over.
Is it because she was jealous of the girl I was talking to? The thought only makes me think of what the douche said at the bar, and I tangle my hand in her soft hair, pulling it back as I hiss when she rubs my dick harder, giving me a wicked smile.
Switching our positions, I slam her back against the door and lift her high enough for her pussy and my dick to line up. Her heels dig into my ass, making me flinch. I kiss a path down her neck, causing her to moan as a scent of something floral, woodsy, and citrus surrounds me.
Pressing myself closer to her, I rub my dick against her pussy,making her gasp, and I know it’s because she’s only wearing a flimsy pair of leggings and can feel everything.
Her eyes bore into mine. My next stroke causes her to shiver and exhale a long moan. The sound makes my body stiffen. Emma knows I like her and that I’m very attracted to her, but she’s so oblivious to the power she has over me and how much I’ve tried to ignore the small, nagging voice in the back of my head telling me to stay away.
Her body presses against mine, and I raise a brow in warning. Like I told her on Wednesday, she could make me come in my pants like a teenager, and if we keep going down this road, that’s exactly what will happen. I won’t be able to stop myself this time.
She nods, giving me permission, and rubs herself against me, practically mewling and begging me to make her come.
