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I pushed my way through to the front of the mostly male crowd that didn’t part easily for me. The slobbering morons were unaware of the ticking bomb they were scowling and hissing at.
“Pru, unless you want to be the reason that I turn this dance floor into a mosh pit of blood and broken bones,” I called up to her. “I suggest you get down. Now.”
“What’s the matter, Ezra? Can’t handle a crowd enjoying a show that isn’t just for you?”
Several beings hooted and shouted their approval. She tugged at the skirt of her dress and brought it up her thigh a little more, and a man next to me held up his hand as if he were going to touch her. I reached out and took hold of his wrist then gave him a look of death. He quieted but didn’t move away.
Pru bent at her waist to talk directly to me. “It’s only a bit of fun, Ezra. They are just looking.”
“I will rip their eyes from their sockets for looking at what’s mine,” I said loud enough so everyone around us could hear.
She straightened and cocked her head down at me as if to say, “Prove it.”
If Pru was going to test the limits, I would show her what lay beyond them.
I gripped the back of the disrespectful man’s neck and with ease crashed his skull into the glass bartop. He yelped in pain before going limp. I released my hold and he slumped to the ground.
Screams erupted from the crowd. Onlookers scuttled about, trying to get him to his feet and away from the well-known lead singer who’d just rendered him immobile in half a second.
Pru didn’t take her eyes off me. Not even to check if her admirer was conscious.
Our game was over with no true victor.
I reached up my hand and motioned with two fingers for her to take it. She stepped down onto a stool, and I gripped her thigh for stability—and to kiss its soft inner flesh. I looked up the line of her body to the prize I didn’t earn with fervid need.
When I got her into the elevator, I dropped to my knees and hiked one of her legs over my shoulder to devour her. She panted and came quickly on my tongue before we’d made it up two floors. It was a race to pull one more from her before the door opened again. A challenge I won with only moments to spare.
“If you wanted my attention, you could have asked.” I smiled up from between her thighs.
Her hips shifted, begging for more already. She would get more than she could handle soon enough.
I got to my feet and pinned her body to the wall, my hands circling her wrists to bring them above her head. My body was rigid against hers, and she groaned at the feeling of my cock. The sultry noise inspired visions of what pleasure I was going to inflict on her during another night she wouldn’t forget.
She rolled her eyes up to mine with a mischievous grin. “It was more fun this way.”
7
Pru
Ididn’t know how I was able to walk when I woke up the next morning. The only break Ezra took was to answer the door about an hour after we got back from the very passionate display down in the club.
When I’d started the game, I never expected him to injure someone just for looking at me, but I’d goaded him until the very end and was rewarded with the hottest night of my life.
Ezra cooked me breakfast then went down to the club to retrieve my purse from the locker system at the entrance. Not having any of my things for the last day and a half hadn’t been difficult. It was almost like I’d taken a vacation from my life to go on some sort of tantric sex excursion. But I did have a life to get back to sooner or later.
When he gave my phone back, I had several texts, voicemail messages, and way too many emails. The friends I’d come to The Deacon with only got worried last night when they hadn’t heard from me in twenty-four hours.
Jennifer(TEXT): Okay, Pru. You’ve either been kidnapped or are having a marathon fuckfest, but either way, you need to call me back.
Most of my notifications were from Daddy. I opened up the latest voicemail and put it on speaker: “Hey, honey bear, it’s Daddy. I haven’t heard from you in a few days, and I know you aren’t happy with the amenities at the new apartment, but I’m sure I can get you out of the lease if you’re really upset. I’m going to Dallas on Wednesday, but I’ll transfer your allowance before I go. Call me back. Love you.”
The next message started before I could stop it, and my mother’s abrasive vibrato echoed around the bathroom: “Prudence. It’s Mom. I’m up in Napa for the week with James. Have you heard from your father? Of course you have. You’re probably off somewhere with him and Julie. Well, I hope you and your new gal pal are spending all his money somewhere. The gold-digging floozy better do it now before he dumps her for the next bimbo in a short skirt. Did you know I saw your father flirting with your Uncle Blake’s secretary just last week? Anyway, a story for another time. I’ll call you when I get home from Napa. Kisses.”
If I rolled my eyes any harder, they’d fall out of my head. Instead of calling either of my parents, I called Jennifer, and she answered on the first ring.
“Oh my God, Pru, where have you been!” she shrieked. “I’ve been worried sick!”
“You’re not going to believe this,” I whispered. “I went home with Ezra St. Croix.”
