He signaled to John, the bartender. “Well I was thinking we could have a celebratory drink.”
“Whatever,” Nathan muttered from my other side.
Andrew peeked around me and his face dropped. “What are you doing here?”
Nathan quirked his eyebrow at Andrew’s tone. “It’s Friday night, this is the closest bar to my house, and I needed a drink.”
“Cool. Just stay away from Lila.”
“Andrew!” I shrieked.
Nathan’s body stiffened. “What did you say?” He shifted, starting to stand.
Andrew’s body shifted as well, both ready to get up and beat the shit out of one another. “You heard me. You’re bad news, I can tell.”
Nathan sneered at him. “What the hell do you know about me? Nothing. So shut the fuck up.”
Andrew stood. “I’ve seen the way you look at her. Stay the fuck away.”
“What way do I ‘look’ at her?” Nathan asked, mirroring Andrew’s movement.
“Like she’s another notch to add to your bed post.”
I had to place my hand in front of my mouth to keep from spitting my beer out at Andrew’s comment.
I stood between them, a hand pressed to each of their chests. “All right, boys, back up.”
Andrew backed down, returning to his seat. Nathan was still standing, but he took a step back.
“I have to go to the bathroom; do you think you two can be civilized?”
“Don’t worry,” Nathan began, tilting the bottle back and downed the remaining contents of his bottle. “I’m on my way out.”
I couldn’t believe my non-boyfriend and my ex were fighting over me. I hated watching Nathan go, but tried to remain unfazed by it.
“I don’t trust him,” Andrew said.
I sighed. “He’s fine, really.”
“I’m surprised to see you two out together. Word is you can’t stand each other.”
I nodded in agreement. “Word is correct. Like he said, it’s the closest bar to our building, and it’s Friday night. We’ve run into one another here before.”
“I still don’t like him.”
I rolled my eyes and excused myself, leaving Andrew at the bar as I headed to the restroom. Just as I placed my hand on the door to push it open, someone grabbed my arm and pulled me in. I didn’t have to look to know who it was. His grip moved down to my waist as he turned me to face him, his lips attacking mine. We walked backward, and I stopped when I met a barrier behind me that I assumed was the sink.
My body was buzzing, high on the feeling of him being so close. Heat coursed through me, lighting up every nerve-ending in a way only he could do.
The hands at my waist tightened their grip and lifted me onto the counter with ease. My legs spread open, wrapping around his waist, welcoming him between my thighs. His fingers moved to the hem of my dress, pushing the fabric up to my hips. He leaned forward. His cock was straining against his pants when he pushed into my now wet center. One of my hands fisted in his hair; the other kept me upright, pushing against the counter and his body.
His mouth moved down my neck and above where it met my shoulder; he bit me hard. A shiver ran down my spine, and I was pooling between my legs as he clamped and sucked harder.
“But you left,” I managed to pant out.
His teeth detached from my skin, his tongue lapping at the new mark. “I couldn’t exactly follow you into the bathroom to fuck your brains out with your knight in shining armor watching, now could I?”
His fingers worked between us, pulling my panties to the side, and then he plunged two fingers inside. I moaned at the feeling, while I was kissing up and down his neck, my tongue tasting his skin.
He let out a low, dark chuckle. “Already this wet for me? That’s my good little slut,” he whispered in my ear.
I cried out as his fingers flexed upward, hitting my G-Spot.
“Shh!” he hissed then changed to taunting. “I’m going to fuck you. Here. Now. And you’re going to come so hard around my cock while you hold in your screams.”
I shook my head, knowing Andrew would come if he heard.