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Before Allie could say anything, Brett stepped forward, latched onto Stephen’s wrist, and twisted. He caught her wince as the younger man yelped and dropped her arm, her flushed face paling.
Getting in the punk’s face, Brett growled, “Back off. Now.”
“Who the hell do you think you are?” Stephen sneered.
Allie thwarted Brett’s chance to tell him he was one of the owners by stepping between them and cutting him off before he could answer.
“It’s about time you showed up for the dance you promised me.” She sent Brett a beaming smile before addressing her belligerent dance partner who stood staring in mutinous fury at Brett. “Thanks for the dance, Stephen, but the rest of my night is taken.” Reaching out, she took Brett’s hand, making it clear who she had every intention of spending it with.
Brett waited until Stephen stomped off then signaled to their bouncer, Eric, before turning his scowl on Allie. Looking too pleased with this turn of events, she greeted his frown with a flippant grin. Standing in bare feet, her head barely reached his chest and, even though he knew her age, he gave her a chastising look he hoped conveyed he still thought her too young and irrepressible.
“That situation was your fault, you know.” He glared with admonishment.
She blew out a breath, guilty regret written all over her face, but Brett wasn’t fooled.
“You would have to point that out. Yes, I know. I admit it, okay? But if you hadn’t spurned me earlier then I would have paid more attention to the vibes I was giving off than on you, so you have to accept part of the blame.”
He didn’t bother trying to reason with her illogical excuse. Instead, he figured if he gave her what she wanted, a few minutes of his attention, then she would go on about her evening without bugging him.
“Your reasoning is definitely flawed, but I’ll give you your one dance anyway.” Pulling her into his arms for the slow tune that just started, he added in a stern voice he hoped she would heed, “One dance only, Allie.”
“I’ll take it and make the most of it if that’s all you’re willing to give me tonight.”
“That’s all I’m willing to give you, period,” he returned, gazing down at her upturned face and trying to ignore the softness of her breasts, her hard nipples pressed against his chest. He wasn’t some horny adolescent easily led around by his dick, but his cock wasn’t listening, responding with a surge of engorging blood to her soft lips curled up in a teasing grin and sway of their pelvises together.
Rising on her toes, Allie feathered kisses up his neck and along his jaw, her wispy breath warm against his skin. “Are you sure this is all you want?”
Between her brazen attitude, bright, sparkly nails, rings adorning every finger and a few toes, and the multiple ear piercings, she was way too flamboyant for his tastes. Flashy women had never appealed to Brett, preferring those with a modest demeanor and who didn’t draw attention to themselves with their behavior and appearance. Only Gina had ever fooled him, appearing quiet, easy to get along with, and uninterested in wealth then shedding those traits once she was comfortable in their marriage.
“Trust me, I’m sure. Stick to flirting with men closer to your age,” he told her.
Allie laughed as he twirled her around. “You make it sound like you’re ancient. There’s only twelve years between us – not such a big gap,” she said when he brought her flush with his body again.
Brett frowned. “How do you know my age?”
“You’re kidding, right?” She rolled her eyes when he shook his head. “You and your brothers were mentioned in the gossip pages every time your dad was, which was often. I doubt you three have many secrets.”
Which was only one reason why they’d added the private room upstairs instead of joining a club. The last thing the three of them needed was word to get plastered in the paper about their alternative proclivities, giving the gossip mongers more to go crazy with besides their father’s past.
“What we do have we want to keep to ourselves.” The song ended and none too soon. Brett found himself in need of a stiffer drink than beer, but before he could release Allie, she tightened her arm around his shoulder and molded her soft body closer.
“What do you say we keep the tongues wagging and you make my night by giving me one more.” Her soft lips feathered along his jaw. “Pretty please,” she cajoled.
Brett found himself between a rock and a hard place. Her antics were amusing and harmless, but to play along, even for just tonight, might give her the wrong idea, and he didn’t want to hurt her. He decided the only way to get through to her was to give her what she wanted with a touch of what he expected from any woman he took up with. That ought to appease her interest and turn her off at the same time without trampling on her feelings.
Brett shocked Allie by lowering his hands to her butt and cupping her cheeks, heedless of the people around them.Play with fire and you’ll get burned. Yeah, she’d heard that a lot, butwow, if the heat generated from his touch was that hot, the singe might be worth it.
Her heart leapt, and her breath stalled as he bent his head, the rumble of his deep voice whispering across her mouth prompting her to lean closer. “You’re too used to getting your way with men, little one.”
He pulled back before she could brush her lips over his mouth, the distance as frustrating as that statement. Allie couldn’t deny that truth, but she could ignore the little voice in her head telling her she might be biting off more than she could chew with this man. His next drawled comment had her wondering if he was exceptionally astute or a mind reader.
“The question is, are you sure you know what you’re doing when you come on to me?” Those large hands dug into her buttocks, the slight discomfort and blatant disregard for watching eyes stirring something new and wild inside her. “You can’t handle more than one dance with me, little girl, so take what I’m offering then go back to your friends and forget about me.”
Allie quaked inside, his hard grip on her cheeks and dark glitter in his eyes revealing an arousing threat of sexual experience unlike anything she’d encountered before. The temptation to beg him to whisk her away someplace private overrode her common sense.
“Yeah?” she breathed, rising on her toes to kiss him lightly on his stern mouth, wondering what the heck had gotten into her the moment she clapped eyes on this man. “Prove it. Take me upstairs and show me what you like. Let me decide what I can handle and what I can’t.”
Brett gripped her hair, his chiseled jaw going taut as he tightened his fist and brought her head up until his knuckles rested against her nape. With emphatic roughness, he snapped, “You won’t gain admittance upstairs, so don’t even try. What goes on up there is not for you.” To her delight, he dipped his head and covered her mouth with his, his lips demanding as he prodded hers open, his tongue ruthless exploring every recess of her mouth.Another dream fantasy come true.
