chapter 18
Izzy
After our meal, we headed back to the townhouse so I could get ready for work. I had to admit I was a little nervous about how it would be at work tonight. You know…now that I’m banging my boss. Crude, I know. He did say I was his girlfriend to Sheila, so I know at least it’s not just a fling between us. I hope.
I couldn’t help but think about how gorgeous Sheila really was and wondered if he didn’t look at her and want her back just a little bit. I made sure to spend extra time on my hair and makeup, just in case he had any thoughts about missing her. She seemed to still be calling him a lot. I tried my best not to get jealous after all the lessons I had learned about that topic, but I couldn’t help it after getting a look at her. At least before I met her, if you could call that meeting her, I pictured her to look like a horrible nasty person. But seeing her in person, I was shocked at how beautiful she really was.
I shook off my feelings and headed to work. Sandy, Mark and some of the waitresses were already there opening up. “Wow, you look smokin’, Iz!” Mark admired as he looked me over.
Sandy smirked, “Yeah, you do! You look like you’re glowing too! Did you two finally hook up?” she asked elbowing me.
I turned red and tried to change the subject, “Umm…what else needs to get done before opening?”
Mark started to tease me, ignoring my attempt to ignore their comments. “If they didn’t, they will soon,” he started laughing.
I rolled my eyes, laughing and shaking my head. “I’ll go refill the cocktail napkins!” I turned to walk to the stock room. I grabbed a stack of cocktail napkins and turned right into Z.
“Hey you!” he smiled big, pressed his lips to mine, kissing me hard.
“Hey…” I stammered as he pulled back, smirking at me. I don’t know why it felt awkward all of a sudden. I bit my lip and looked up at him.
“Damn, you look gorgeous tonight.” Then he bent down and whispered in my ear, “You also look f*cking hot with no makeup on, especially when you’re lying under me.” Warmth spread like fire through my body. He kissed me again, this time harder and more passionate. He pulled back after our kiss.
“You doing alright? You seem a bit nervous.” He asked me with his brows pulled together, clearly concerned.
“No, I’m fine. I guess I was feeling like this might be a bit awkward.” He kissed me gently then put his forehead to mine.
“Nah, we’ll just work the same as always together. No worries, okay?” I nodded. He gave me another quick kiss and we walked out.
Mark and Sandy were laughing with each other and looked over smiling at the two of us walking out together. I came behind the bar and started loading the napkins and anything else I could do to stay busy. Z walked back to his office so Sandy came running over, smiling huge. “So spill it! When, where, how long?”
“Sandy!” I cried out embarrassed.
She started giggling. “I guess Mark coming here made him speed things up a bit.”
“What do you mean? Speed what up?” I looked at her questioningly.
Mark came over, “Oh please, Z’s been so into you since you stepped in here. That first night he was undressing you with his eyes!”
I hit his arm, “Mark!”
He laughed, “It’s true! He’s had it bad for you for a while now!” I bit my lip and thought about it. How did I miss that? It was really good to know that and it helped squash some of those inferior feelings I had of comparing myself to Sheila, since they were still together at that point.
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The rest of the week flew by. Mostly, we stayed over at his place at night, staying up until we were exhausted after making love endlessly. In the morning, he would go to his gym after dropping me off at my place and I would go for my run, then we’d meet back up for lunch.
Before I knew it, it was another packed Saturday night at the bar. Flynn and Melanie came in and sat down. I served them their drinks.
“So…” Melanie started, “are you excited about tomorrow?” I looked at her confused. “What do you mean? What’s tomorrow?”
Flynn started laughing. “It’s the block party!”
I was still confused why I’d be so excited. “Umm, I guess, what do you mean?”
Melanie looked shocked and sang, “Helloooo!” She gave me a quizzical look not understanding why I wasn’t getting it. “You’re going to meet his family!”
I hadn’t thought of it that way. “Well, before I was going as his friend’s roommate...”
Melanie interrupted my thought process, “Yeah and now you’re going as his new girlfriend!” I swallowed hard and looked away. Shit. I didn’t think of it that way, although it should have been obvious.
Flynn waved me off, seeing my nervous expression. “Don’t worry about it! His parents are awesome! His brother will love you too.” I started to become more nervous. I forgot about his brother.
“Miss!” I heard someone calling. I walked over to a guy and his girlfriend. “Can I get a Michelob and a martini for my girl here?”
“Sure.” I turned and grabbed his beer and started making her martini. I looked up and watched Z hug some guy excitedly. Z was smiling huge and I was trying to figure out who the guy might be. He looked oddly familiar. He was slightly taller than Z. I turned and served my customer, took his money and gave him change.
Before I knew it I was slammed with more customers. I finally looked up again and Z, that guy, Melanie and Flynn were chatting together. Suddenly, I became really nervous as I realized ‘that guy’ had to be Z’s brother, Matt. I turned and ran right into Mark, spilling the Sex on the Beach I just made all over me. “Shit!” I exclaimed.
Mark started laughing, “You okay? You seem a bit nervous.” He leaned in closer, “Don’t worry. Matt won’t kill you; he’ll just try to mess with you!”
I looked up at him surprised. “What?”
Laughing, Mark patted my back, “Go run to the back and get a new top!” I just stood there looking at him wondering what he meant by that comment. “Go change. We’re slammed out here!” He said still laughing.
I ran and grabbed a new top from Z’s office and went to the bathroom. I glared at my makeup and how horrible it looked. There was a reason I didn’t wear much, this was it. I tried my best to fix it, but noticed the bathroom was jammed with girls, so I knew it was even worse out at the bar. I gave up on my makeup and ran back behind the bar.
Z called me down to where they were seated at the bar. “Izzy, this is my big brother Matt. Matt, this is Izzy!” He smiled proudly, clapping Matt’s back as he introduced us.
I was so nervous; I wiped my hand on my bar towel and held it out to shake his hand. He grabbed it, leaning forward across the bar and pulled me close, giving me a sensual kiss on my cheek, uncomfortably close to my mouth.
His sexy, husky voice gave me shivers as he whispered in my ear, “It’s great to finally meet you Izzy. I’ve heard a shitload about you. My brother did not do you justice when he described you.” As he pulled back slightly, his eyes grazed over my body, especially over my chest. “You are gorgeous.” He sat back down, eyeing me again.
I stood there looking dazed, while Melanie and the rest of the guys just laughed. I smiled meekly as I shook off my shock. I realized this is just how his brother is and being that they all knew it, I figured I would tease back, hoping to shake off the weirdness that I felt just occurred.
“It’s great to meet you too. You seem to be exactly as Z described – sleazy and creepy!” I looked at Z and winked, hoping he wouldn’t take me seriously.
Matt clapped his hands, “HA! Sexy and feisty!” He licked his lips and his eyes grazed my body again, “Nice.” Thrown off by his eye-grazing, I was thankful to hear “Miss” and turned to serve more customers. They were still laughing when I left and started talking about tomorrow’s block party.
Because it was a packed night, I really wasn’t able to chat too much with the gang. I still ran down to serve them drinks, but the bar was so slammed. I kept glancing down and there were a ton of girls surrounding all of them. Melanie didn’t seem too happy about it, but Matt was thrilled and went dancing several times. Z danced with a couple, but I tried not to get upset because I assumed he did that so he could still chat with his big brother.
We started closing up and Clark came running in. “Matt! I sent several hot ones in for you!” He yelled out loudly. Ah…and now it made sense why they were always surrounded. Although, they were all really good looking guys, so I could imagine that happening without Clark’s help.
Matt started laughing, “I knew it! You are awesome man!” he said high fiving him.
“Did you see the smoking brunette in the black tank dress? F*ck she was hot! I told her to see you and Z at the bar!” He made boob gestures when he said “smoking brunette.” I continued to clean some glasses, chuckling at Clark and his ambitious ‘matchmaking.’
Mark and Sandy were done and headed out. I ran to the back to the office to grab my purse, came back and threw it on the bar. Z said goodnight to everyone, but the gang stayed at the bar, still drinking. Z was eyeing me after looking up from his phone. I smiled sweetly at him. Just then I heard my cell phone chime a text. I opened my purse and saw a text from Z.
Z: Are you mad at me for dancing with those chicks? X. I rolled my eyes laughing and looked up at him. He winked at me.
Me: As long as you’re not mad at me for the comment about your brother. X
Z: You are so f*cking hot. If everyone would leave, I would lay you down on the bar and take you right now. X I flushed and looked up at him. He was smirking, and I noticed he probably had more than just a buzz right now.
Me: Promises, promises. X
I turned and grabbed a beer since everyone else was still drinking. I winked at Z as I took a long drink.
Clark screamed out, “Matt, you’ve got to watch Iz play pool!” I swallowed hard. What if I was too nervous to play like I usually do? Nah, I tried to tell myself that I could do this no problem. I took another long drink.
“Yeah, Izzy! I told Matt all about hustling those guys the other night!” Z chimed in, excited.
Melanie started laughing and added in, “That’s nothing! She’s hustled guys before that wanted to beat her up! Well, actually a couple wanted to get their money back in other ways!” I gave her my ‘shut up’ look, but it failed because she was pretty drunk. “Remember that one guy that followed you home trying to get his money back a different way and Brad had to beat his ass?”
Thankfully, Flynn interrupted her, “Come on Iz!”
“Alright!” I said holding up my beer, glad to walk away from Melanie telling anymore of that story. “Who am I playing?”
Z laughed, “Matt, of course! He needs the full experience!”
Matt laughed and put his arm around my waist pulling me tight and whispered, “Yeah, Iz, I need the full experience.” His voice was husky and breathy. My face fell and I became really uncomfortable. Did Z not hear that? Is this how his brother is? They’re not into sharing or something weird like that, are they? He kept his arm around me the entire time we all walked over to the pool tables.
I glanced over at Z. He winked at me, smiling big. Maybe he doesn’t know how his big brother acts. I wondered if he did this to Sheila or any of Z’s other girlfriends.
I racked up the balls and handed Matt a cue stick. “You break ‘em!” Clark came running up with another beer for me. Glad he’s good for something!
“Thank you,” I smiled pleasantly at him, taking my beer.
They were all smirking like they had some inside joke I wasn’t privy to. I heard Melanie try to whisper, but failed miserably, “This is going to be great!” Flynn ‘shh’d’ her. What the heck was up? I glanced over at Z and his hand was covering his eyes, he was smirking and shaking his head.
Matt broke and chose stripes. He missed. It was my turn. I was nervous to say the least. I took another long drink from my beer and set it down on the nearby table as I heard several snickers from the gang. I shook it off and lined up my shot and called it.
All of a sudden I felt a cue stick glide up along the inside of my leg. I was so shocked that my cue stick missed the ball entirely and scraped hard against the felt. I SCRATCHED. F*ck. I NEVER scratch.
What the hell? I turned to see Matt grinning sexy, “Wow. That’s really too bad, honey. My turn.” Then he paused again and looked over at me. “I thought they said you knew how to play.” Several louder laughs came as Clark could barely contain his laughter.
I turned and finally realized this was some type of messed up initiation. Screw them. I took another swig and watched Matt miss, probably on purpose so he could have another shot at me.
I flicked my hair, licked my lips and gave him a sexy pout. “Oh, poor baby. My turn.” I bent over shoving my ass out, looking right at Z, called my shot and made it just as I felt a cue stick linger on the inside of my calf.
Z smiled at me and winked. I walked to the opposite side facing Z and bent over to give him a good show, looked him in the eye again, calling my shot and nailed it in the corner pocket. This continued, and on the last one, I made sure to bend over shoving my ass to Z and took my shot. I looked back and Z was grinning ear to ear, biting his bottom lip while staring at my ass. I turned, sauntered over to him, placing my hand on his chest. “Did I pass?” I asked as sweetly as possible.
He laughed, gave me a kiss and whispered, “With flying f*cking colors.”
The gang erupted into laughter and clapped. Matt came over and hugged me. “Aww, you’re awesome Iz! You now have my blessing!”
I smacked his arm. “Well, thanks!” I shook my head while laughing.
He turned and asked, “Who else wants to play?” Mel and Flynn said they’d play Matt and Clark.
I squeezed in between Z’s thighs and hugged him tightly. He kissed me hungrily. His eyes were bloodshot from drinking too much. It reminded me of the night of our first kiss, not that he remembered much of it.
After a couple games we decided to head back to the townhouse. There was no way Matt or Z could drive.
We walked in and it was obvious Matt had done this before as I watched him crash on the couch.
I realized this was the first time Z was staying overnight here in my bed. Actually, it was my first time sleeping back here all week.
Z walked up to my bed and fell on it. I went to the bathroom to wash up and brush my teeth. I came back and he was passed out. I changed into my tank and shorts and stared at my passed out boyfriend. He was so adorable, just like that first night he kissed me. I took off his shoes, socks and struggled with taking off his jeans, but managed. I snuggled in next to him, feeling the warmth of his body, then fell asleep hugging him tightly.
I woke to sweet kisses on my neck and his hard cock rubbing gently against my leg. I giggled and turned to kiss him. Our kiss deepened and became more longing. His hand ran along my body, cupping my breast. He lingered, felt my nipple and bent his head down to kiss and tease it.
“Mmmm,” I moaned as his lips kissed me tenderly. He ran his hands down in between my thighs to feel how ready I was for him.
“Iz, you’re so wet for me,” he whispered with a sexy husky voice. I kissed him again deeper and reached down and stroked his length. I giggled and said in the same husky voice, “Z, you’re so hard for me.”
He kissed me again as he reached over to the nightstand searching for a condom, but we weren’t at his house, so there were none. “Shit! Where are my jeans?” he asked frustrated.
I smirked and reached over my side of the bed where I tossed them last night and handed him his jeans. He reached in his pocket and took one out. I looked at him wondering why he had one in his pocket. He chuckled answering my silent question. “Matt handed me one since he wasn’t getting laid last night!” Ah. Big brother comes through.
Giggling, I reached for it and put it on him, rolling it slowly over his shaft. He took a deep breath and then lunged at me, pushing me onto my back and kissed me passionately.
I reached my arms up over my head and let him have full control. He ran his hands along my body, cupping my breasts and I moaned with pleasure. His hardness moved right to my opening. He kissed me again vehemently, his tongue searching my tongue with a hurried desire. He entered me slowly and continued to kiss me deeply. His thrusts became deeper and I matched his, raising my hips, grinding into him faster and faster as he thrust into me and I felt myself on the verge of climax.
“Please…” I moaned….he increased his speed and I moaned again, “Please…more…please” He thrust harder into me finally saying, “Come with me baby, I’m right there!” I let go and my body exploded with pleasure while moaning “Ahhh” just as I felt him start to shudder as he groaned out “Oh God, Izzy.”
We lay there, kissing and snuggling for a little while.
“Shit. What time is it?” He asked lifting his head, breaking our quiet snuggle. I glanced over at my clock that read 8:56. He followed my glance. “Shit. We need to get going.”
“What time does the party start?” I asked as we started to get up. I watched him take the condom off, wrapping it in a tissue and throwing it in my wastebasket.
“Noon, but I’m the liquor committee. I need to get a bunch of liquor and beer over there and help set up,” he said as he put on his jeans.
I watched him pull them up quickly and as he buttoned, my eyes lingered on his tight ab muscles. I started thinking about another round, but knew we didn’t have time. He smirked at me following my gaze. “Sorry, we need to get going and I only had one condom!” He teased with a head tilt and gave me a quick kiss.
“Okay,” I said with a disappointed pout. “I’ll go jump in the shower real quick then.” I grabbed my robe and the clothes I had already set out to wear for the party.
We both headed to the door together and he gave me another sweet kiss. “I’ll meet you downstairs. We’ll load up the truck and then head to my house so I can grab a quick shower too.” He gave me a quick pat on my butt as I headed to the bathroom.
I jumped in the shower and realized I was going to meet his parents soon. At least I ‘passed’ whatever test that was with his brother. I started to get nervous and dropped the soap about ten times in the shower, thinking about what test his parents might put me through.