The twitching in my jeans tells me it likes what I’m seeing, but this is so not happening. She’s familiar that’s why I’m having a reaction to her as well as her nakedness.
“Fuck,” I cuss and turn around giving her my back. “Stop. Veronica you have to stop. I’m not here to play tonight.”
I hear rustling behind me and freeze wondering what she’s up to now because she’s too quiet, which usually isn’t a good sign. So feeling vulnerable with my back to her, I turn and come face to face with her.
Reaching out, she caresses up and down my arms as she takes a step closer, which has her breasts up against my chest.
Inhaling, I try to step away, but she follows.
“Ruben, tsk…tsk. I know you want me.” She grabs my dick through my jeans and starts to rub.
I’d be a lying if I said she wasn’t arousing me because she is. I’ve been with her too many times that my dick knows what she can give me, but the brain above my shoulders is telling me no.
Knocking her hand away, I step back out of her grasp. “Not this time…or any time.”
“You’re serious.”
I nod.
She backs up and grabs her robe from the chair to the side of the bed and wraps it around herself.
“There’s someone I’m interested in. She’s not in to all this, but I’m into her and I don’t want anything to jeopardize that.”
God it feels good finally getting that out. Like standing up at an AA meeting for the first time, I guess—not that I’d know, but I’ve been with a friend for support a long time ago.
“Well. I can honestly say that I never expected to hear that from you.” She sits on the end of the bed and crossing her leg—hums. “I know you’re not immune to me—I felt the evidence. But I can see you mean what you say so I’m not going to try and change your mind.”
I’m surprised and can’t hide it, which sets her off laughing.
“Oh God, Ruben. I’m not a heartless bitch. This woman who has you acting like this must be someone special.”
“She is.” I run my hands through my hair and rest my butt against the desk opposite the bed. “I can’t believe you’re being so good about this. I thought you’d be disappointed, I guess. To be honest it’s a relief you’re so…accepting.”
“I’m disappointed. I look forward to our little get together, but we both know my real taste is more toward the dark side than where you feel comfortable in going.”
She’s right about that. I’m not in to whips and floggers, and she’s hinted on more than one occasion that she wouldn’t object to me using them. I’d ignored her.
All set to leave, I hold my hand out to her. “So no hard feelings.”
“Is that all I get after months of sex?” She stands and offers me a hug, which I hesitantly accept. “That’s better.”
I kiss her on the side of her face before untangling myself and making a quick getaway. But once I have the door open, I turn and look back to her. “Look after yourself, Veronica.”
She nods her head smiling.
~*~*~*~
Back at the club I’m looking around for Rosie when Hunter stops me. My heart sinks thinking something has happened to her.
“You need to stop whatever game you’re playing with her. She’s too damn sweet for you to treat her the way you’re doing,” Hunter says, his jaw tight with anger. He doesn’t look happy. In fact, he looks ready to hit me.
“What the hell are you talking about? Where’s Rosie? Is she okay?” I try to look around, but I can’t see shit with the dim lighting and him blocking the view onto the club floor.
“She hasn’t been attacked again if that’s what you mean. But I took her home earlier after she saw you leave with some woman after arranging to meet the same woman at her hotel.”
My heart sinks and the blood starts to pound in my ears. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I didn’t see her around. How the hell… “I need to talk to her—explain.”
I pace back and forth. “Yes, I used to fuck Veronica, but that’s all it was. I followed her back to her hotel to talk to her. To explain I couldn’t carry on with her anymore because of Rosie. Shit. I didn’t do anything with her. After I explained to her, we hugged. I kissed the side of her face and left. That’s it.”
Running my fingers through my hair, I look at Hunter, and say, “What am I going to do. There’s no way she’s going to believe nothing happened… Was she really upset?”
“If by upset, you mean trying to hold her tears in while silent ones ran down her face, then I guess you could say she was upset.”
“Fuck.” I sag against the wall beside my office door.
“The only advice I can offer is to leave her a day or two. She was upset, but she was also pissed as hell. If you want her to listen to you with more of an open mind then you need for her to calm down some, otherwise you could make it worse.” He groans. “And please don’t tell anyone that I’ve just given you advice like a *. You’ll ruin me.”
I shake my head. “You’re safe.” He turns to head back into the club, as I shout him, “Hunter.” He looks toward me over his shoulder. “Thanks for making sure she got home safely.”