Chapter 27

Ian

I knew she was going to be here tonight and I just couldn’t stay away. I made up my mind last night after I staggered out of the shower that I had to know if Lorali was as good as Fantasy Lorali was. When she had mentioned, last night that she was having a girl’s night out with friends at a new club having something to do with electricity, I instantly knew she was talking about Ampere.

My cousin Garrett has worked his ass off for the past eight months to make this club come to fruition. He’s been in the business for a while, but this is his first club in the Denver area, and judging by the throngs of writhing bodies on the dance floor I can tell his magical touch has followed him from California.

I spot Lorali and her friends within minutes of them entering the club. I have to shake my head at the group; the others are beautiful, but don’t even hold a candle to Lorali. Seeing her in that electric blue, barely there dress makes my cock harden immediately.

I’m in Garrett’s office making small talk with him, and his excitement over tonight is almost palpable. I know he has high expectations from this club and if tonight is any indication of success, he’ll be just fine.

Looking out the small two-way mirror, I watch Lorali and her duo of friends pour drinks. The choice of booze at her table is perfect since the seductive sway of her hips is hypnotizing me. What does surprise me though are the shots that show up at her table about fifteen minutes later. Lorali looks a little apprehensive about doing shots but gives in when her friends toss theirs back and throws hers down, too.

They walk towards the sunken dance floor, shoving through the tight group of people until they find a spot they like, and begin dancing. My line of sight is obscured by those around her and I frown.

“What’s wrong?” Garrett asks when he notices my change in demeanor.

“Nothing, I think I’m going to go grab a drink.” I stand and make my way to the door.

“Alright. See you out there in a bit.” I hear him say behind me as I pull the door closed.

The dance floor is so crowded that I’m unable to stay back a distance and watch her. My only option is to get super close, and there’s nothing better than bodily contact.

Coming in from behind her, I notice the look on her redheaded friend’s face and her eyes go wide. I smile, knowing she recognizes me and from the glint of approval in her eyes I can also tell that Lorali has mentioned me. I want to pat myself on the back but I bring my finger to my lips, asking her friend not to ruin the surprise.

I step in behind her and get the reaction I expect from her; her body goes rigid the moment I line myself up on her back. I smile. That’s the girl I know. I place my hand around her waist onto her stomach, and her body starts to move against mine. What? Some guy walks up behind her, and she only takes a split second before she’s grinding her ass into him. That’s NOT the girl I thought I knew!

Even though I’m borderline irate at her reaction to someone she thinks is a stranger, I can’t help but move my hips the opposite direction hers are moving, letting her rub that sweet ass on my cock. She wraps her arm behind my head, her short fingernails digging into my neck.

I want to groan at the feel of her hot, fully exposed back against my chest. When she brings her arm up to hold my neck I can’t help but notice the swell of her breast along her side where the dress doesn’t cover. I glide my fingers down her body, grazing the side of her breast, before resting it on her hip. Both hands now resting on her body, she grinds even harder on my aching cock.

I’m torn between the feeling of her against me and the anger rising at the knowledge of her doing this with a complete stranger. The anger wins out and I spin her around to face me. If I’d wanted a slut I never would’ve let her leave last night without fucking her first.

The look on her face is unreadable when she sees it’s me that she’s been grinding on. I was just going to walk away and be done, but her pouty lips are begging for my mouth. I crush my mouth on hers, half in punishment and half in need. She tries to deepen the kiss and before I can let her change my mind, I break contact with her and walk away; the crowd swallowing me up.

I take the long way around the club, scouting for someone to fuck tonight. I haven’t had any desire to look for a quick lay since running into Lorali at the Safe House Benefit, but I’ll be damned if I let my mind stay on her for one more night. By the time I make it around towards Garrett’s office I see Lorali disappear into the restroom with her tall redheaded friend. My anger has only mildly abated but I have to have answers and I need to let her know that I won’t need her company on Saturday… as a matter of fact I’ve no intentions of seeing her again. Period.

I lean against the wall and wait for her to exit the restroom.