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It was like watching an opening sequence of a movie, a film noir where the femme fatale finally makes her appearance and there’s not a single limp dick in the audience. I’m usually a lot faster on the door, I don’t know what came over me. No, not true. I was totally distracted by her.
Everything I’d known my entire life was distilled down to one moment, one woman, and there wasn’t a damn thing in this world which could change it. Seeing Willow shifted something inside me and my only purpose in life became her.
I know. Certifiable thoughts but being a little unhinged never stopped something from being true. Having her curves pressed up against me? I thought for sure I was going to bust my nut right there in my pants. I’ve never had such a problem, not since the dreaded puberty time, but back then my dick had a mind of its own.
Guess it still does and the only word my brainless cock knows now is Willow.
The moment she told me she was here for a date, my heart sunk and stopped before starting to beat again. There’s no way this date is going to mean a damn thing. It wasn’t like she said she was meeting her boyfriend. Not like it would matter in the end. The moment I saw her, she became mine.
There’s no way I’m going to allow another man to put his hands on her. Not tonight. Not ever.
When she slipped through the door into the club, I barked into my earpiece, “Tex, you’re manning the door.”
It took Tex two minutes too fucking long to get out to me. He looked intrigued when he approached me, “What’s up, Linc?”
I was antsy as fuck, knowing my woman was inside and being looked at by men. Being on a damn date. It was driving me up the wall and I hated every moment she wasn’t in my sights. Wanting eyes on Willow doesn’t mean I get to forget all about my job.
My voice was a growl, filled to the brim with frustration and longing, “We’re changing up coverage early tonight. I’m going on the floor.”
He arched an eyebrow, but he didn’t say a damn thing about it. He knew who was in charge. I’d been handpicked from the applicants by Higgins Security. If I could work for any firm in the city, it would be that one, but they mostly hired ex-military. It wasn’t the call I felt. I didn’t serve my country, but security work came easily for me. Higgins Security doesn’t specifically oversee the security here, but we all know they’re only a phone call away. Quite the guys to have as your backup.
To be handpicked by them and then to get a say in my team was more than I was expecting when I applied to Aces. I won’t do anything to fuck it up, but I’m also not going to let some prick touch my woman. Knowing the guys of HS along with the owners of Aces and how they are with their women, they’d understand.
My team is solid and with Tex on the door along with Dean and Gage on the inside of the club with me. I slip inside knowing I’m going to be able to watch Willow. Closely.
I’m a big guy, not just in height, but I have some bulk on me which might not be ideal, but I take care of my body. I just have a little extra. Not all women are into it, but I saw the way Willow’s pupil’s dilated as she took me in. She wants me and I’m sure as hell going to make her mine.
I keep to the shadows at the edges of the club, my eyes instantly finding the brightest spot in the whole damn place. Willow. I let my eyes travel down her body, taking in the curve of her hips. She’s fucking stacked and I’d be able to grab a hold of her hips and plow into her for hours. Her ass is round and would ripple with a slap of my big palm on it. I wonder if I could get my handprints on both cheeks and if it would make her moan.
She tosses her hair over her shoulder and the action, the way the subtle curls drape down her back, is seductive without even trying. I can almost feel the softness of the strands as I wrap them around my fist and tilt her head back so her brown eyes are looking at me.
I force myself to stop looking at her body while cursing my angle because I can’t see the luscious rise and fall of her tits. I have big hands, but they’d still overflow. I wonder what color her nipples are. I bet they’re the color of raspberries just ripened on the bush. I wonder if the color would deepen as I suck on them, nipping at them. She would love it.
I can almost smell her arousal from here.
I bet she tastes as good as she smells. Her spicy citrus smell is already ingrained in every one of my cells. I think I could find her even miles away.
I glance along the bar, noticing the way Trix eyes my woman’s date with a little suspicion and a lot of interest. She’s a good egg. She works hard and she’s observant as hell. I would be pissed if she’s in on the things which have been going wrong around the club lately. I don’t think my instincts are wrong about her; she’s not involved.
The bass is pumping in the club around me as I force my eyes back to Willow’s face. She would glow anywhere, but it’s like her light is muted. Maybe the lights of the club are playing with me, but I don’t think that’s it.
She looks annoyed and I don’t like it. I want to get closer. I want to hear everything they’re talking about. At the same time, I don’t think I’d be able to let this guy live if I heard his sleazy attempts at picking up my woman.
He doesn’t touch her, fucking thankfully because then he wouldn’t be able to keep his arms. I’m not necessarily a violent guy, though I’ve had to give a beat down or two and I don’t give a shit about doing it. I did some boxing back in the day. It was great when I was twenty, but once I hit 23, I realized I wasn’t going to be some big name in boxing. I make sure to keep my skills sharp and I can put the hurt on someone if need be.
This preppy fuck better not push it because it would probably mean a death sentence for him. I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself with my woman on the line. Never with her on the line. She’s too damn precious.
I hold myself back and stay to the shadows, circling around the club so I can get a better look at her face, she’s too much in profile for me where I am. I need to keep an eye on this prick too. I don’t like him. Though, of course I wouldn’t.
“Where you at, boss?” Dane’s voice comes through the earpiece, and I’ve never wanted to rip it from my ear more than I do right now.
I bark back, “I’m around.”
It’s radio silence then. I knew it would be. I’ve earned the respect of my guys and they know not to question me. They probably should right now because I can barely look at anything beyond Willow. I should be taking in a whole lot more of the club if I was really doing my job right now, but I can’t. Not while she’s in here and so close to another man.
I pull my beanie down around my ears a little more. I don’t want anyone to find me while I’m skulking about. There’s not a damn thing that’s going to get between me and watching Willow, making sure she’s safe.
Willow finishes her drink, looking at the entitled prick in front of her with a neutral expression. She glances around and I swear she looks right at me in the shadows, cocking her head to the side as if it would help her see me. I know it’s impossible, but the thought she might be able to sense where I am makes my heart thump against my sternum in a beat which is all for her.
