I groaned glancing at the line that seemed to go on forever deciding that it wasn’t really worth the wait. The house disc jockey announced that Rico would be going on in five minutes and the people cheered in anticipation. I found the staircase that led to the sound booth figuring I’d go upstairs and wish him luck before he blew the roof off this place. I climbed the stairs the sounds of the main floor, drifting away as I reached the landing my heels clicking along the wooden floor as I made my way to the door that was slightly ajar. I smoothed down the skintight pencil skirt I was wearing before I pushed the door open softly. My eyes roamed the darkened room, settling on the three people inside of it. Rico was hunched over a table the tip of a straw up his nose as he slid it across a mirror snorting the white powder until it disappeared up his nose.
I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle the gasp and took a step backward. I stood in shock as I watched him straighten up and hand the straw to the girl beside him. She looked oddly familiar, but I couldn’t place her. He cut the cocaine pushing it around with a credit card forming a straight line of the drug. I watched from the doorway my presence unknown as she bent her head to snort the line. She lifted her head dabbing at her nostrils with a napkin before wrapping her arms around Rico. My throat closed as his hand fell to her ass a smile blossoming across his face as she sniffled against his chest. He looked over her shoulder at a man I had never seen before and together they laughed. The man behind the cracked out whore handed Rico a wad of money. I watched my dickhead boyfriend push aside the blonde reaching into his pocket, he produced a handful of baggies that were full of what I assumed to be drugs.
“We all set?” Rico asked as he dropped the baggies into the other guy’s palm.
“We’re all good. Just waiting for Gino to give the order and then it's show time.”
“Good.” Rico said, turning to the blonde. “Time for you to get the fuck out of here before shit goes down.”
“But Rico…” She whined.
“Do as I say.” He said gravely.
I backed away from the door slowly. I didn’t want the noise of my heels to give away that I had overheard or seen anything. I leaned against the wall trying to process what I had just witnessed, but where did I even begin? I even contemplated the idea that my mind was playing tricks on me. Maybe someone had slipped something into my drink? I didn’t just see Rico ripping lines with… that girl.
Fuck! She’d be coming out of the sound booth any second. I turned around and hurried on tiptoe to the steps so that I wouldn’t make any noise. I held onto the bannister and hurried down the stairs in my six inch heels. I had to tell someone what I heard didn’t I? I mean he had said something was going to go down. I didn’t even know what the fuck that meant, but it couldn’t be any kind of good. My mind was racing my heart was pounding, I was on the brink of having an anxiety attack. I didn’t have time to have a fucking anxiety attack. I reached the bottom of the stairs and paused to draw in a deep breath hoping to get myself together.
I nearly screamed when I felt two hands take hold of my hips and drag me back against a hard body, but my sixth sense kicked into gear when I felt his breath against my ear.
I was safe.
It was him.
“Happy Birthday Princess.” My Mikey whispered before he turned me around to face him. His smile hypnotized me making me forget everything all I could concentrate on was him and the way he looked at me. His heated stare robbed me of my ability to speak invaded my thoughts and took my breath away. One glance at him dressed in that suit his eyes full of desire as they scanned my body completely inebriated me.
He reached out his fingertips grazing my cheek.
“God you’re so fucking beautiful.” He whispered, leaning his forehead against mine. He was so close his breath mingled with my own soft pants. I lifted my hand closing my fingers around his wrist. His hand stilled against my cheek and he let out an agonized groan.
“I’ve been watching you all night waiting to get you alone. I’m going to kiss you Nikki. I’m going to put my mouth on yours and show you what it’s like to be really kissed. I’m going to make you forget about any other kiss you’ve ever had so that you’ll only remember mine. I’m going to own that pretty little mouth of yours.”
A gasp escaped my lips as his groin brushed against my leg he leaned closer, pressing his hardened cock against my thigh.
I was paralyzed watching the slow smile spread across his tantalizing mouth and then his lips brushed against mine.
“Get ready Princess, there’s no turning back.” He said, whispered his voice full of promise before his mouth claimed mine.
His lips fused with mine working them tasting them sucking them between his. His tongue slid along the seam of my lips begging for entry into my mouth. My lips slowly parted inviting him to devour my mouth as I dreamed countless times that he would. His tongue slipped between my bruised lips invading my waiting mouth. Holy Christ! Our tongues met and there were fireworks honest to god I heard fireworks go off in my ears.
Mikey pulled away from me abruptly dropping his hand from my face. I opened my eyes startled at the sudden change, but before I could gauge his reaction or understand why he had ended our kiss, I heard someone scream out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!