Phoenix Rising Issue #3 - S. R. Watson Page 0,27
I save this type of charm for beautiful women like you. I’ve been sending you vibes all night, hoping you’d come this way since I wasn’t allowed in the VIP.”
“Hmm.”
“Care to dance?” I was going to point out that my stilettos weren’t really made for this type of music when a sultry slow song comes on. How fitting. The liquor flowing through my veins says what the hell? I let him lead me to the dance floor, noting my equilibrium is just a tad off. He wraps his golden arms around my waist and pulls me close. His cologne makes my head begin to spin. I lean against him to hold on, thinking this may not have been the best idea.
“Yeah. Hey. I’m cutting in,” a coarse voice says behind me. It’s Phoenix.
“What? Go away, pal.” I’m not sure what makes the guy change his tune, but his tough guy act fades quickly after a quick whisper from Phoenix.
“Whatever, man.”
He disappears into the crowd just as Phoenix pulls me to him. “Are you happy now?”
“What the heck are you talking about?” I push against him, but he doesn’t budge.
“You wanted my attention, and you got it. I wasn’t going to let some guy get his grubby paws on you.”
“So, in other words, you’re cockblocking? I wonder what Melissa would have to save about that?”
He answers by pulling me closer against his erection. “You bought this fucking dress for me, didn’t you? I’ve been fighting a damn hard-on all night.”
“Maybe.” I smirk. Feeling unabashed, I reach between us and palm his dick. “I guess you lost that fight because you’re definitely hard, babe.” Alcohol is my superpower—my tongue is slick as fuck with liquor on board.
His eyes sweep the club, and within seconds, he’s dragging me to a darkened cove away from any spectators.
“Do it again. I dare you.”
“Do what?” I grab his dick once more. “This?”
In seconds, he has one of my legs up around his thigh. My dress rides above my waist as he pulls my panties to the side. My breath quickens as he inserts a finger inside my wetness.
“You’re so fucking wet for me. I could slide my cock into you right now and fuck you senseless.” His finger plunges in and out of my soaking pussy, and I shamelessly ride it. He inserts a couple more, and I throw my head back against the wall. I’m so damn close already.
“Oh, Phoenix. I miss this. I miss your cock,” I admit.
“I know you do.” He slides his fingers out of me just before I finish. I grab his hands, but it’s no use. He makes a show of licking my essence from his fingers. “Don’t be a cock tease, babe. It’s unbecoming.”
“You cocky son of a bitch. I’m going to find that guy and fuck his brains out. I bet he’ll give me the orgasm you’re selfishly denying me.”
I’m so mad at him I could spit. We both know I don’t want that other guy. He leaves me in the dark cove of shame. I ensure my dress covers my ass before I attempt to leave the darkness on shaky legs. I’m just going to have to finish myself tonight. I can’t believe I went there with him again. He’s probably back with Melissa on his lap. This is all so fucked up.
Chapter Ten
Phoenix
This morning, I dropped Melissa off at the airport. She fed me some bullshit about needing to handle some family crisis. One that just happens to be in New York, where Beck Investment Firm is. I’ve uncovered her motives to leak info about my family to the press. She is a fucking mole … placed in our lives to get dirt on Claude. Her father, Trevor, currently a shareholder of the company, has been spotted in mixed company with the motherfucker who’s made several attempts at a hostile takeover. The man in question is Ted. During our meeting with our father and uncle, it was mentioned that Ted offered to buy controlling shares, and when that attempt failed, he tried to convince some of our shareholders to vote to replace some of our board of directors. It doesn’t take a genius to guess that he wanted to replace them with more pliable members who would feed his objectives.
Imagine my surprise when I stumbled upon a picture of Trevor in Melissa’s caller ID. I initially agreed to meet up with her to find out what the hell kind of game she was playing. She suggested