Alex
I rub my forehead listening to Frank at another one of his damn meetings. I have no interest in anything that he is saying. I look over at Oliver and he is hunched over with his arms on his knees. Oliver looks over at me with raised eyebrows.
“Alex!” I hear Frank yelling my name and I turn back to look at him.
“What? I snarl back at him.
“Will you please pay attention? I am not talking to hear my own voice.”
“I am paying attention. I am sorry for not sitting on the edge of my seat for this shit.”
“I asked you a question. If you were paying attention, would you mind answering it?” Frank tilts his head back and asks.
I let out a sigh and run my hand through my hair again. “Please repeat the question.” I request.
“Are drugs being run through the bar?” Frank ask me and I look back over at Oliver.
“Why in the hell would you ask me that?” I question Frank and I am pissed that this has somehow gotten to him. The truth is we don’t sell drugs at the bar. There are dealers in the area surrounding the club, if they want to continue it, they give me a cut. No cut and they are out of business. They drop off my cut at the bar and from time to time I may test their supply. They do not, under any circumstances, sell at the club. I also make it known to them they aren’t to sell to kids either.
“I used to be a cop. I have seen some familiar faces in the club that I know to be dealers,” Frank explains as he looks between me and Oliver.
“Drugs aren’t being sold at the club, Frankie. I wouldn’t allow that shit,” I reassure him and it’s the truth.
A few hours later, I am standing behind the bar mixing drinks. It’s a busy night and we are down one waitress. I never thought we needed her to begin with, but now I can feel her absence. The customers have even requested her and I can hear the other girls tell them that she no longer works here. I can feel the disappointment that I see in some of their faces.
At the end of the night, I help Teddy clean up and I notice that Angie is hanging around instead of leaving. She walks up to me and smiles. She asks if I want to grab a drink and hang out. I look at her and she is the last person I want tonight. Despite my better judgment, I tell her yes. A few hours later I am on my couch and Angie is sitting on me, unbuttoning my shirt. She is kissing my neck and grinding against me. I must wonder if she even notices that I am not one bit hard for her. I have one person on my mind and it’s a girl with dark hair and eyes. She has a smart-ass mouth and is very feisty. The girl I want decided that she wanted nothing to do with me and I haven’t heard from her in over one month. I need to get my mind off that girl and focus on the one determined to get me hard.
I look over at the clock and see that it’s almost two thirty in the morning. Angie pulls back and looks at me.
“You don’t seem to be into this, Alex. Am I doing something wrong?” Angie asks.
I sigh and sit up putting her on the couch and off me. “I guess I am just tired, Angie. How about I call a cab for you?” I ask as I grab my phone.
“You want me to leave?” Angie asks in annoyance.
“Yes,” I tell her and I call the cab company and give them my address. They confirm that they will be here in twenty minutes. I close my eyes hoping they can get here faster because I want her out of my house. Fifteen minutes the cab arrives and I walk Angie out. I hand the cab driver a fifty-dollar bill and close the back door for Angie. She looks pissed at me and turns away as they pull off. I walk back into the house and walk directly to the fridge to grab a beer. As I take my first swallow, the doorbell rings. I shake my head knowing that Angie just couldn’t leave peacefully. She had the driver bring her right back to the house. I am tempted to just let her stand out there, but It rings again. I close my eyes tossing the bottle into the sink. I stomp to the door and yank it open to find Adele waiting there.
We spend several seconds staring at each other. I can’t believe she is standing at my door. I shake my head realizing that I have her still standing outside and I move aside so she can come in. Adele walks past me and slightly touches me as she walks by. I close my eyes because even that slight touch is too much for me. My heart is racing and I can barely breathe with her standing this close to me. It’s been a month and it feels like it has been years.
“What are you doing here, Adele?” I ask and pray that she gives me the right answer.
“I needed to see you,” she says and I notice that she didn’t walk all the way inside. She stopped a few inches from me.
“Why? The last time you were here, you couldn’t get away fast enough.” I realize the anger has managed to creep back in.
“I was scared, Alex.”
“You’re not scared now, Adele? I am the same guy you walked out on before, “I ask and tilt my head questioningly as Adele moves closer to me.
“I feared the person I thought you were. Then I feared I was walking away from the person I know you to be,” Adele explains as she stands directly in front of me. I put one of my hands on her cheek and the other around her neck. I pull her body nearer so that it’s touching mine and I pull her into a kiss. She opens for me immediately and I lose myself in her taste. When Adele moans, I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me, dropping her bag to the floor. I reach back and lock the door and carry her to my bedroom.
Adele gasps when I toss her on the bed and I push open her legs to crawl between them. I yank off my shirt and pull her up to take hers off. She pulls me down on top of her and I start kissing her neck and along her jaw before crawling down her body. When I get to her stomach, I unbutton her jeans and pull them off along with her panties. Adele watches as I kiss her inner thighs, then I sit up to take off my own pants. Adele’s eyes widen when she sees my engorged cock which is pointing happily at her. I reach over to my nightstand to grab a condom and Adele sits up to pull me into another kiss.
She takes the condom and rolls it down my cock and then lies back down, pulling me on top of her again. I reach down to position myself at her opening. I push inside her, inch by glorious inch, as Adele braces her back to take me even deeper. Adele moans as I start thrusting in and out of her. Eventually, she starts moving her own hips to meet my thrusts. I can’t believe how warm and wet she is. Adele fits me perfectly and being inside her is my own personal heaven. When I can feel myself about to come, I slow my pace not wanting this to end. When I slow down, Adele starts moving her hips using me to get herself to come. The minute she goes off, I start pushing myself into her harder and I go off with her.
We are both hot and sweaty, but I don’t even bother moving. I think I even doze off while I am still inside her. Eventually, she moves a leg and I pull myself out of her and lie beside her. I pull her into my arms and we both fall asleep until the next morning.