Chloe

“How do I look?” Lea asked me, while she twirled around in excitement.

“You look beautiful.” I wasn’t lying. She was a knock out.

“Do you really think so?”

“I sure do. All you need now are sexy heels.”

“I can’t, we need to stay on the dance floor avoiding Caleb. I need comfortable shoes.”

“You can’t wear that dress and wear flats Lea. It deserves to be worn with heels.”

She sighed. “You’re right.”

“I know I am, now here.” I pushed my red peep toe heels at her and smiled when she slipped her feet into them. “Now, you look amazingly beautiful.”

“So do you.” She gave me a once over. “Trying to impress someone?”

“Maybe,” I grinned. I had on my black dress with a low cut front and it hung to just above my knees. My yellow heels added colour and I’d left my hair down and swinging down my back. I felt good, I felt sexy, and I hoped I would blow David’s mind. “Are you ready?”  I asked her.

“Oh yeah, I’m ready.” She danced a little jig, making me giggle. She’d already had a couple of glasses of wine and I could see they were taking effect.

“Well, let’s go dance then.”

“If I see Caleb I’m going to ignore him.”

“That’s fine with me.” I agreed. I didn’t think he would let her get away with it, but I didn’t want to burst her bubble.

****

We made it to the club in ten minutes, it would have been quicker but Lea was a bit wobbly on her heels. We joined the queue at the door expecting a long wait, but the bouncer came to us and told us to come straight through. David must have had something to do with that.

Now, we’ve been dancing for the last two hours and I was gasping for a drink. Every time I mentioned it to Lea, she shook her head at me. I hadn’t seen either David or Caleb and I couldn’t wait any longer, I was so hot I might just pass out. I grabbed Lea’s hand and forcibly pulled her towards the bar.

“You promised.” She said pouting.

I grimaced. “I’m sorry, I need a drink. We haven’t seen them, maybe they aren’t here.”

“That’s because we’ve been dancing and Caleb doesn’t dance.” Her glare was almost comical.

Someone barged into me from behind, and when I turned, a hand wrapped around my bicep.  “Can I buy you a drink, sugar?”

“No, I’m good thanks.” I looked pointedly at the hand still gripping me.

“You’re such a pretty little thing, are you sure I can’t change your mind?”

I shook my head. Why wouldn’t he take the hint? “I’m sure.”

“What about a dance? I saw you out there and you looked really good. It got me thinking about how good you’d look bouncing naked on top of me.”

Ok, that is just gross. “No thank you.” I pulled on my arm but he wouldn’t let go. His expression turned pissed. He opened his mouth, probably to have a go at me but something caught his eye over my shoulder and he abruptly released me.

“Hey, asshole, the lady said no.” I heard a familiar voice.

“And who the hell are you?”

“David Poole. And you are?”

“Fuck, I’m out of here. She isn’t worth it.”

I watched in shock as the asshole bolted. He’d been persistent until David had showed up. I turned to face my saviour. “Just who are you to make a grown man?” My hands were shaking from the adrenalin and I fisted them. “I’m not complaining, I didn’t want to go with him but he almost knocked me over in his haste to get away from you when he heard your name.”

David shook his head. “I’m no one baby, just a man protecting his woman.”

I raised my brows at his blatant lie but I let it go for now. It was one in the morning and we were inside a club, it wasn’t the time to argue. A hand nudged my shoulder, and I realised I’d completely forgotten about Lea. What a shit friend I was. She looked angry when I met her eyes and I opened my mouth to apologise only to close it when I saw Caleb standing right next to her.

“Oops.” I mouthed, and she grinned still looking mad though. Her eyes went to Caleb, and he was either oblivious or ignoring her because he grinned at me. Rolling my eyes, I turned to tell David he could leave us alone now but his expression stopped my words. He looked furious. He nodded at Caleb and as one; they turned to face the main entrance of the club. They had some kind of silent conversation and then David grabbed my hand.

“I want you to do as I say.”

“What do you mean?” I asked him confused.

He sighed, gave Caleb a chin lift then pulled me along the bar. It was slow going because of how busy it was, but eventually we made it to a door marked private. He opened it without hesitation and dragged me through it. The door closed behind me and he pushed me against it taking my wrists in one hand and holding them above my head. “To answer your question, I want you to do as I say.”

“I’m not agreeing to anything until you tell me what’s going on.”

“Nothing is going on.”

Another lie, “Who was that guy?”

“He’s a nobody.”

“Right, why was he so afraid of you?”

“I don’t know why.”

“I don’t believe that for a second, that guy looked terrified.”

David didn’t answer, and I sighed loudly. “Ok.” He wasn’t going to tell me anything, he’d closed up just as he usually did when he didn’t want to talk about something.

“Ok, what?”

Great, he was going to make me say it. “I will do what you say.”

“Good girl.”

That comment would usually annoy me but the relief on his face kept me quiet. “What do you want me to do?”

“Go home.”

“But…” I started to protest.

“No buts Chloe, you just agreed. Don’t break your word.” He growled.

“I was going to say I can’t leave Lea.”

“She’ll be fine; Caleb will get her home safely.”

“I’m not sure she will like that.”

“Its tough shit just like its tough shit if you think I’m letting you go home alone.”

“Huh?” I figured he’d call me a taxi.

“I’m taking you home and I’m staying over. It’s time we sorted things between us.”

Now I was confused, again. “What things?”

“Come on, let’s go.” His grip on my wrists loosened and his hand slid down to tangle with my fingers until he held my hand tight. Before I could enjoy the deliciousness of it, he was tugging me from the office, down the corridor and towards the back door. I was struggling to keep up with his long strides and when he realised he twisted suddenly, picking me up with one hand under my knees and the other supporting my back. I squealed at the shock of being lifted and he raised his brows at me as if it was normal when in fact I’d never been in a man’s arms like this. He turned and held me chest to chest and I slid down his body slowly feeling every muscle of his brushing against my sensitive body. When my feet touched the ground, I was a quivering mess and he was grinning broadly telling me he knew exactly what he did to me. What an annoying man.

He opened the car door for me and I climbed in. I didn’t look at him; I was feeling slightly shy at my reaction. After he closed my door, I watched him walk to the driver’s side while I tried to get my body under control. When he sat in the driver’s seat, he put the key in the ignition but didn’t start the car.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I want to go back inside and rip that bastards arm off for touching you.”

Wow. “He didn’t touch me.”

“I watched him brush his hand over your arm like he had every right. Don’t lie to me.”

“Oh, that wasn’t what he did. He did grip me tightly though.” I started at the growl that came from him.

“Fuck, Chloe are you trying to make me angrier?”

“No,” why would I want to do that?

“He touched you when he had no right.”

“Everyone touches in a club, people bump into each other all the time.” I didn’t know why I was defending the guy, he was a complete dick, but I didn’t understand David’s reaction.

He shook his head. “He touched you on purpose, he wanted to fuck you and he would have come on stronger if I hadn’t stopped him.”

“I agree, he would have but I can take care of myself.”

“Not against men like him you can’t.”

“We’ll agree to disagree on that. Are you driving me home or are we going to sit here all night?”

“Smartass,” He turned the key and the engine purred to life. That was when my nerves kicked in. He was taking me home.

****

Getting home took a few minutes, just long enough for me to have a complete freak out. By the time, David stopped the car and came to open my door I felt like I was going to hyperventilate.

“Chloe,” He said sharply, and I looked at him in shock. “Calm down.”

I nodded and focused on my breathing. I’d try to calm down, but I was pretty sure it wasn’t going to happen.

“Where are your keys?”

I pushed a shaking hand into my bag and pulled them out, placing them in his open palm. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and led me to my front door. Using my keys, he let us in. David had never been here before but he seemed to know his way around. He locked the door behind us and guided me to my bedroom. I froze at the door. If I stepped in there, there was no going back. We’d make love. Was I ready for that?

“It’ll be ok Chloe. I promise.” He sounded sincere, and I realised I was being silly. It was David. He would never hurt me. I relaxed and turned the door handle pushing the door wide open. I heard his quick intake of breath. My room was really girly with pink curtains, pink cushions, pink bed covers. The furniture was old-fashioned and I loved it.

“Wow. Who would have thought you would have a bedroom like this? It’s so pink.”

“I love pink.”

“You never wear it.”

“Well, I did when I was a young girl until I realised no one would take me seriously in a high-positioned job if I wore it.”

“I’d like to see you in pink.”

“I’m wearing pink underwear.” I said shyly.

“Do you want to show me?”

I bit my lip. “I’m not sure.”

“Baby, despite my words earlier I didn’t mean to make you feel pressured. If you’re truly not ready, we can just go to sleep.”

His words made my decision easier. “I’m ready.”

“You are?”

“Yes, I was just nervous, still am a little, but I trust you.”

“Good, you can trust me.”

“I know.”

“Come here.”

For a second I hesitated, and then I shook my head at myself. Walking over to his outstretched hand, I allowed him to pull me close. His eyes never left mine as he gently tugged me closer until I was pressed up against him. I felt a shudder rack his huge body, and then he was kissing me, not roughly, as I’d expected but softly, sweetly. It was completely at odds with the tension I could feel in his body. He was holding himself tightly, but still only treating me to light caresses. I groaned because it wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted him to take me; I wanted him to show me I belonged to him. His head lifted and my eyes met his. I wasn’t sure what he was searching for, but suddenly his lips were on mine and he was kissing me for all he was worth. My hands reached up to hold on to his shoulders steadying myself. He didn’t let up, he kept kissing me, making me lost to everything but him and the sensations, he was causing in my body. I couldn’t get enough of him.

He ripped his mouth away from mine. “I wanted to go slow Chloe I really did but I can’t.”

“It’s ok.” I said breathless.

“Whatever happens, I’ll be gentle.”

Suddenly I was lying on the bed and he was climbing over me. His hands pinned mine above my head and my eyes searched his. I wiggled my hands and his grip tightened slightly before he let go and cupped my face in his palms. I lifted up towards him, letting him know I wanted his kiss and he didn’t make me wait. His lips touched mine and, again, I was lost. My fingers lifted to his shirt, and I opened the buttons one by one running my fingers through the rough hair on his chest and over his rock hard abs. My breath caught as I opened the last button and I saw the trail of hair that went into his jeans. His hands stopped me from undoing the button, they gripped mine pushing them aside. Bewildered, I raised my eyes to his.

“You can’t touch me yet baby; it’s your turn first.”

“Mine?”

“I’m going to taste you everywhere. First though, I need to take your clothes off.”