Slade (Walk Of Shame #1)

Chapter Nine
Aspen




It’s been two days since I let Slade go down on me in the rain and I’ve been working hard to avoid him. Well, besides yesterday morning at least. The only interaction between us has been heated stares from across the room. When I say heated, I mean hot enough to scorch me; to heat me straight to my core.
The thought alone is almost enough for me to get off. He’s so intense, I’m not sure I can handle being in the same room with him for longer than five minutes without getting wet; panties soaked kind of wetness. I’m not used to that kind of want and need. It scares me. Not to mention, I’m still a little shaken up from our diner experience. I can’t quite figure him out. It’s eating at me.
“. . . Aspen. Hey! Are you even listening?”
“Huh?” I look up from the pile of makeup in front of me to see Kayla hovering above me. I give her a forced smile and reach for the mascara. I’ve never had a problem with paying attention before. “Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking.”
She leans over my shoulder and grabs for my red lipstick. “See. Now that’s your problem. You think too much. You better not be thinking about-”
“I’m not,” I cut her off. I don’t even want to think about it. I’ve been in Chicago for four days now and haven’t spoken to Jay since the first night. The only thing I’m missing back home right now is cutting people’s hair and interacting with my clients. Other than that, I don’t even want to think about my life back home. “I’m not worried about him. It’s something else,” I mutter. “Someone just makes me so angry and I don’t understand why I am letting it get to me so much.”
She gives me a knowing look and yanks my hair to the side. “Tell me all about it. Did you f*ck someone? Was it Cale or that sexy hunk, Slade?” She drops down beside me and watches as I coat my lashes with mascara. “I want details before we get to the club. You’ve been spending a lot of time with Cale. Hell, you could melt butter off the both of them. If I was single I’d take both on at the same time.”
I roll my eyes at her and push her out of my space. “Neither one. I haven’t slept with anyone.” I look up at her and my eye starts twitching. My stupid nerves are getting to me and giving me away. “What?” I say as her eyes widen as if she’s just figured something out.
Shit.
“You may not have had sex, but you did something sexual.” She shoots to her feet and yells, “You, dirty little slut. You better start talking.”
I stand up and adjust my short red dress. The material is so thin, it makes me feel naked. It barely covers my breasts and hangs just a few inches below my ass. I can’t even wear a bra with this dress. Kayla picked the dress out this afternoon when we went shopping. It’s the first real time we’ve had to spend together since I’ve been here. Her job and family life keep her too busy. I envy her. I want that in my life.
“Maybe I did,” I mumble embarrassed. “That’s all you’re getting because I’m not having you embarrass me tonight.” I look around Cale’s room until I spot my black, leather strapped stilettos. I grab them, buckle my feet in and head for the door. “Ready?”
She takes a bite of her jerky stick and grabs for her purse. “More than ever. Alex is letting me cut lose tonight. Don’t be surprised if you see my hands all over that biker looking stripper. Hot damn, he is fine. I swear he looks more like he belongs in a motorcycle club than a strip club. Lucky for us, he’s in the strip club. Now, let’s go.”
I must not have paid much attention last time I was there because I don’t remember seeing him. The only one that got my attention was Slade. My mind was too clouded that night and I was working hard to keep to myself. Well, not tonight, dammit. I’m out to have a little fun.


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When we arrive at the club, it is jam packed. We literally have to squeeze our way through the door and over to the bar. I’ve never seen such a group of crazy women before. I can’t even see the guys because they’re buried somewhere in the way back behind screaming women. I’m already starting to sweat just from rubbing against bodies.
As soon as we get close enough inside, I see Sarah is tending the bar along with two other women I have never seen. They all seem to be enjoying themselves, despite the crowd - they have waiting on them for drinks. I admire them. I’d be freaking out right about now.
Sarah notices me when we get closer and gives me a smirk as if she remembers me from that first night. I’m surprised that out of a crowd of people, she would remember me. I’m definitely not one to stand out in a crowd. “Hey, gorgeous ladies,” she says with a wink. “What can I get you girls tonight?”
“Something strong,” Kayla yells out over the music. She smiles and leans over the bar. “For the both of us. Especially her.”
I nudge her in the side, causing her to yelp and move away from me. “Ignore her.” I smile and grab for my purse, pulling out some cash. “Just give me a Vodka and cranberry. Easy on the Vodka.”
Sarah smiles and reaches for two glasses, setting them down in front of her. I hadn’t noticed before, but she’s actually quite beautiful. Long amber hair and big blue eyes that make you feel comfortable and at ease. I’m sort of glad she’s here. “So, you ladies are back for more of the boys of Walk of Shame, huh. Well, I don’t blame you.” She scoops the glasses full of ice and starts reaching for the bottles of liquor. “I’m guessing you’re here for Slade.” She looks up at me and runs her tongue over her teeth as if she knows without a doubt, that she’s right. “Nice choice, honey.”
The more she talks, the more curious I get about Slade. She talks about him and the others as if she’s had them all. I’m not sure how to feel about that. I’m not even sure I should feel anything about it. “So, what do you know about these boys?” She slides our drinks in front of us and waves at someone behind us.
“I know they like to f*ck.” She throws her towel over her shoulder and leans across the bar so that she’s closer to us. “And I know they’re good at what they do. You won’t find any better. Trust me.” She winks at me and smiles.
Sipping my drink, I look beside me to see Kayla is hanging on every f*cking word out of Sarah’s mouth. I’ve never seen her so curious. She’s practically sitting on top of the bar ready to jump on top of Sarah. “So, you’ve been with all of them?”
“Kayla!” I can’t believe she just asked that.
“What! I’m just curious.” She grins and leans in closer.        “So . . .”
Sarah just laughs as if the question doesn’t bother her at all. She looks proud, as if her answer makes her feel good about herself. “I’ve been with two of them. Best experience of my life. Both at the same time and it was hot.”
Okay, now I’m curious. What! Two at the same time?
“Details?” Kayla’s mouth asks what I’m too afraid to.
Sarah raises her eyebrows and jumps up to sit on the bar in front of us. She’s really enjoying this. To be honest, I’m a little nervous. “All right, you asked for it.” She grins at Kayla and then over at me as I watch her with curiosity.
“Well, it was Hemy and Slade. We were at a party at Cale’s house. I had been hitting on Slade all night but he was in one of his drinking binges so he wasn’t really up for it. I finally gave up and was having sex with Hemy in one of the rooms down the hall. Slade walked in, drunk and looking for p-ssy. I’ve learned that look well. Hemy was laying on the bed with me riding his cock and without stopping, just looked at him.
At first I thought he was going to kick Slade out, but then he asked him if he was going to just f*cking stand there or join. I about died when Slade came stalking in and kneeled behind me on the bed, pulled his pants down, rolled a condom on and slipped inside my ass. I will never forget that feeling. Two cocks filling me at once. They never touched each other, but it was so hot. The only bad thing is, Slade has sort of a rule. He never sleeps with the same girl twice and my one chance wasn’t even alone with him. Doesn’t matter, he won’t budge on his stupid rules.”
Why does that bother me? I’m not sure I’m liking this, but I stay and listen anyway.
Sarah makes a face as if just remembering something else. “It wasn’t until later that I found out Hemy swings both ways. Talk about sexy. You haven’t seen anything worth seeing until you see two sexy as hell men kissing each other. I’m telling you, it’s hot. Hemy just likes to f*ck. Doesn’t matter if it’s male or female; although, I don’t think he’s much for taking if you know what I mean. Being with Hemy and Slade at the same time was by far my best sexual experience, but being with Hemy and this other guy came in close second.”
By the time she’s done, I’m sitting here with my mouth open. Should I be turned on by this? I’m not so sure, but I definitely am; almost jealous.
“So, what about Cale?” Kayla looks over at me while taking a sip of her drink. “I bet that boy likes to f*ck too.”
“Kayla, I don’t need to hear about Cale. That’s just weird. He’s like a damn brother to me.” I look up at Sarah, hoping she’s done with her story. I’m not so sure I can hear any more of this, especially right before I’m going to be seeing the boys practically naked.
Sarah shrugs her shoulders and grabs for a couple glasses when she notices some girls returning back to the bar with empty ones. “He’s a little tougher to take down if you know what I mean. All I know about Cale is that he doesn’t f*ck women. He only pleasures them and lets them pleasure him. I don’t know why. All I know is that all of these women are hoping to be the lucky one that gets him to go all the way. I don’t know. I would definitely take him for a ride. I heard he works wonders with his tongue. I’ve never experienced it firsthand, but the women around here talk. When you’re a bartender, you get all of the latest scoop. It’s part of the reason why I love my job so much. That and those fine as f*ck men. I can get off just by watching them. I can’t say that about many men.”
She pushes the drinks in front of the other women, then comes back to us. “All I know is that you don’t come to Walk of Shame unless you’re looking to fulfill your darkest, wildest fantasies. This place is dirty. The boys are dirty; addictive.” She slaps her hand down on the bar top and laughs. “Well, have fun, ladies. Gotta get back to work.”
I swallow hard and look away from Sarah while trying to process everything that just came out of her mouth. I guess when you’re hot as hell and surrounded by a sexual lifestyle, it doesn’t really matter who’s watching or joining in. Slade . . . seems to like sex more than the average male and pleasures like a pro . . . like an addict. Still, the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on. He’s definitely trouble and I need to keep my mind off him.
“Oh. My. God.” Kayla grabs my arm and starts pulling me through the crowd. “Did you hear her? Hemy must be the other stripper I was telling you about. That’s insanely hot.”
“I don’t know, Kayla. This place seems pretty f*cking wild. You heard her. The boys are dirty. You better be careful before you find yourself in a position you don’t want to be in.”
She stops and turns to me. “What? Like you?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Pulling away from her, I push through the crowd, just wanting to get away and my heart instantly stops when I lay eyes on . . . him. Slade is standing shirtless with a pair of leather pants hanging low on his hips, holding a water bottle above his head.
His head is tilted back as the water drips down his flawless body and his hand works its way down where it cups his dick while he practically f*cks the air. He thrusts and grinds his hips while a couple of women are on their knees in front of him.
His body is slick, sexy and hypnotizing; it’s hard to breathe as I watch him move to the slow, seductive song. I can feel Kayla standing beside me and even her breathing has picked up.
“She wasn’t kidding when she said these boys are dirty and addictive,” Kayla breathes while grabbing my arm and pulling me against her. “Look beside Slade.” I pull my eyes away from Slade to see a very attractive guy with long dark hair, brushed behind his ears. “That sexual predator there is Hemy; totally f*ckable and I want to be his prey. I can’t stop imagining him kissing another sexy guy now. Oh man, that would be so hot. I would pay good money to see that. I don’t know why, but it has me turned on right now.”
I focus my attention on Hemy in hopes it will distract me from Slade’s smooth, very wet body. It helps a little. Hemy is very sexy in the mysterious, dark way. His dark hair falls just above his shoulder and he has a beard, but not an overly long unattractive one. It’s just enough to scream that he’s a bad boy with dark secrets, much like Slade. His body is perfectly sculpted and he too is covered in random tattoos. Even his neck has tattoos. He definitely screams bad and dirty.
Kayla and I watch as he moves his hips up and down, grinding in some thick woman’s face. The woman keeps reaching out and scratching at his chest, causing Hemy to thrust her face away with his crotch. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of low hanging leather pants, just like Slade. These boys are definitely killing it with those pants. They don’t leave much up to the imagination since neither of them are wearing briefs underneath. I can tell from across the room. I don’t even want to check on Cale. This is too dirty and sexy.
“You like looking at Hemy,” a deep voice growls in my ear. “If he turns you on that much, I would let him watch as I f*ck you. Maybe he could jerk off as you scream for me to let you come.”
Swallowing hard, I pull away from Slade and turn around to face him. There’s no humor in his eyes, just pure want and need. “Yeah. Maybe I do like watching Hemy.” For some reason, I want to tease him; see what kind of reaction I can get out of him. “I can’t stop imagining how hot it must be to see him kiss another sexy guy.” I lick my lips and smile over at Kayla as she lifts her eyebrows, probably wondering where I’m going with this. “It’s definitely got me turned on.”
Slade tilts his head while wiping his hands down the front of his wet body. He’s looking at me with a cocky grin that makes my legs go weak. “Does that make you wet?” He steps closer to me and without grabbing me, rubs his lip over my ear. “Does it make you think about . . . f*cking?”
I nod my head and exhale. Holy hell, he smells so damn good. The sweat is only making it more tempting for me to run my tongue over his every muscle and taste him on my tongue. “Mmm . . . very much.”
He stands up straight, sucks in his bottom lip and then turns to Hemy. “Dude, get your f*cking ass over here.”
Wait. What is he doing?
Hemy grabs his shirt and wipes it over his chest before running over to stand in front of us. He’s even sexier up close. Full lips with a piercing off to the side, amber eyes and a sexy smile. “What’s up?” He looks over at me and a dark look takes over his eyes. It’s a sexy, mysterious look that says he wants to ravish me. Maybe he really is into sex more than Slade. That’s hard to believe.
Slade notices me staring at Hemy and growls. “You better f*cking enjoy this.” He looks to Hemy and gives him a hard look. “Don’t get any f*cking ideas, man.”
Hemy nods his head confused. Hell, I’m confused.
Next thing I know, Slade steps up to Hemy, grips his hair and presses his lips against his. I watch as their lips move in sync with each other’s. Slade even makes sure to use his tongue a little just to give me a show.
Hot damn! This is so f*cking sexy. Instant wetness.
Slade pulls away from the kiss and grabs for my hand. Before I know what he’s about to do with it, he presses it to Hemy’s rock hard dick. It feels so thick in my hand and I somehow forget how to breathe. “See what my tongue does to people?” He presses my hand harder against Hemy’s erection and starts moving it up and down his thin pants. That’s when I notice he must have a couple piercings down there as well. It makes my heart beat faster at the thought. “This is what I do to people,” he growls.
I pull my hand away while fighting to catch my breath. I am so turned on right now that I can barely stand it. I’m heated to the core and I feel that if my thighs rub together that I will have an orgasm right here in front of everyone.
That was sexier than I expected. Why did seeing Slade kiss another guy only make me want him more? Is it because I know he did it for me or because he wants to f*ck me that bad? Crap, I was not expecting this.
Hemy looks at me and takes a step closer. I can’t help but to look down at his erection. I can’t believe that Slade put my hand on his dick. I’m so embarrassed and turned on at the same time.
Slade puts his arm across Hemy’s chest and stops him from getting any closer. “You can go now,” he growls.
Hemy gives me one last look, smirks and walks away.
I look Slade in the eyes as he places his hand behind my neck and yanks me to him. His other hand slithers down the front of my body and stops on the inside of my thigh. “I’m not even touching your p-ssy and I can feel the wetness on your thighs.” He bites his bottom lip and leans into my ear. “Be ready for me to take care of this later.”
Then he turns and walks away. He seriously just walked away.
“Kayla,” I growl out as she smiles at me. “Don’t say a f*cking word. I will strangle you right now.”
Kayla throws her arms up and backs away from me as she watches Hemy from across the room. “You’re so f*cking lucky,” she breathes. “That was so damn hot.”
Yeah, lucky f*cking me.
Both of the men have gone back to their screaming fans, giving us all a show. A dirty, erotic, breathtaking show.
Maybe coming here was a bad idea. Yeah. Definitely a bad idea.