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I glance at him without answering. I’ve noticed he likes her. He likes hot-blooded people.
“I’m not going to piss her off,” I retort more curtly than I would have liked.
“Come on, man, stop making that face. I know she doesn’t want to give it up to you, so try to find another girl tonight. You’re pissed she’s refusing you, but you’ve got others waiting for their turn.”
I open my mouth but don’t say anything. I don’t want to admit to him that we fucked all night. I don’t want to tell him that she came on my cock and I felt like I was seeing fucking stars.
So I let him think I didn’t get her, much good may it do him.
“Wait, what’s that look?” my cousin asks, a little too perceptively, as he leans in toward me.
“Nothing,” I mumble, opening my car door.
“Was there something I don’t know?” he asks, following me. “Did you fuck her?”
I stop abruptly and turn towards him, glaring at him. I dominate him with my height, shoulders tensed, jaw tightened.
“Mind your own business,” I order him forcefully.
He nods slowly, confused. I don’t wait a second and enter the bar, letting the door slam behind me.
My bad mood resurfaces.
But what’s happening to me?
I search the room, looking for the sort of girl that I like. I am absolutely not looking for a certain little redhead…
I tell myself that’s what I’m doing, but I tense up a bit when I can’t find her.
I do, however, notice a few groups ready to fight. The quarterback of the college team greets me from afar, a chick on his lap. I stop by the pool tables.
“Oh fuck,” exclaims TJ as he comes up to me. “Is that Iris?”
I follow his gaze, my eyebrows furrowed. My jaw nearly drops when I see Iris standing on the wide wooden bar. Heads turn to her, to her tight little ass that is displayed in front of us, covered by her black jeans. I’m not liking what’s happening. I think there’s something wrong with me, damn it.
She gets on the bar with the bottles of vodka and whistles for everyone’s attention.
A few people approach the bar when they see that she is holding a bottle of vodka in each hand.
“It seems to me that you guys are hot tonight, who wants to get wet?”
Helpless, I watch them crowd around her feet. Iris bends down, unscrews the cap of one of the bottles, and pours a glassful directly into a guy’s mouth. Cheers erupt from all sides. Those who were practically fighting join the bar as well. Standing on the counter, Iris pours alcohol into mouths. I notice bills raining down at her feet. TJ explodes with laughter next to me, and a small smile breaks out on my face. She really seems to be enjoying herself.
But I don’t like to see her like that, like a free chick wiggling her little ass…even though she is?
“She’s going to be the bar’s mascot. I bet the guys in town will be rushing here to get her to fill their mouths.”
My smile fades immediately. I don’t think so!
Iris stares at the waiter who is watching her, two thumbs up, a foot away, then she plunges her gaze into mine. Then another problem arises because when I see her slowly running her tongue over her bottom lip, I instantly feel myself hardening.
I still want her.
***
Iris
I walk down the bar to the applause of Buck, who whistles at me.
