Teasing Phoenix

PHOENIX

Surprisingly, I’m still not jumping on her, grabbing her head, kissing her senseless, and thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Last night was already torture—after sending her home, I went to my club and sat there for a while when a woman flirted with me. She was beautiful with a fuck-able body, but she wasn’t Samantha, and my cock didn’t even show interest.

If it happened before I met Samantha, I already brought her to a hotel room and fucked her senseless, but since I met my princess, any woman wanting my attention, it seems like they don’t exist anymore.

Now, she’s sitting beside me with a tiny dress that shows off her cleavage. My cock instantly throbs in my pants—it’s a little bit uncomfortable especially when she laughs freely. My shitty brain imagines her moans, her whines, her grunt every time I thrust inside her sweet tightness—it’s actually uncomfortable.

The sweet scent of her perfume fills my nostrils, making me more aroused. The more she’s annoyed, the hotter she looks, and it doesn’t help me to calm my cock down.

I know what her friend was up to, but I’m happy to pick up Samantha if I can spend a few minutes alone with her.

We reach the club after my cock tortures me for long years. I park my car in the employees' parking area. After closing the engine, I instantly open my door and run to her side, but she already helps herself out.

“Don’t you want me to be a gentleman for you, princess?” I offer my hand, and she instantly grabs it, and my traitor cock jerks inside.

I grunt inwardly.

“You really don’t have to do that. I already bother you by picking me up,” she says, giving me a tight smile.

Closing the door behind me, we walk toward the employees’ entrance. Our hands still intertwined. Lucky for me, it doesn’t seem to bother her.

“We’ll tell Amy when we get to our table.” I squeeze her hand, and she looks up to me and nods.

It’s been a long time since I hold a woman’s hand that I actually care. Fuck! I don’t even realize that I already care for Samantha, and I almost chuckle because it doesn’t bother me at all.

We reach the VIP section, and the music is not too loud from the sound system, and I also like privacy.

The strobe lights, the new theme, the smell of liquors and boozes, and the people dancing, drinking, and chatting give a perfect mood of a nightclub.

Since most of the employees are aware of my arrival, a waiter approaches us almost immediately.

“Wanna drink now, princess? Or should we call Amy and Garrett first? I think they’re here,” I ask.

She’s already sitting on the black leather couch comfortably, eyes wandering around the lounge. “We’ll let them know first, but I’d like sparkling water first, please.”

I nod and tell the waiter of our drinks which is whiskey neat for me. While she’s typing a message on her phone to Amy, I dial Garrett.

“We’re here, asshole. Where are you?” I can hear the same music playing over the phone.

“Talk to any staff or a bartender and tell them to take you to the VIP lounge. Is Amy with you?”

“Yeah, she’s here with us,” Garrett answers.

“Good.” I hang up the call.

A few minutes later, they arrive.

“Hi, Sam! You look hot!” Amy says with a huge smile on her face.

Samantha rolls her eyes.

“Hello to you, too, hot Phoenix. Thanks for inviting me! This is better than the last time I was here. You changed a lot to this place.”

I give her a smile. “Thanks, Amy! I did change a few, mostly interior. The name remains the same.

“Yeah, man. This is way cooler—the theme is chic and exquisite.” Garrett and Maya sit on a loveseat across us.

“Guys, you may order drinks. Whatever you want, no limits. It’s on the house,” I say with pride.

for you?”

“Yup, thanks! Phoenix, thank you.”

princess. You can drink whatever you want. I’ll be your DD for tonight,” I tell her, and Amy giggles that makes Samantha

“Just stop it, Amy, and I’m still pissed at

and chat until

over her face while

The girls

man! You’re getting married.” I hug Garrett

“I’m getting married, Phoen. Hope you’ll be next.”

think it will be too soon,” I say, shrugging.

use the remaining charms you to good use.” Amy winks, then she

doesn’t know what Amy

her hand. “I’ll fill you in. Just leave her alone, and she

“She just lied to me and to Phoenix that she had a flat tire, then called him to pick me

when you’ll get your ass drunk

What just happened?

my glass in the air then everyone follows and sips

glad I took their advice. Being far from them is not a bad

up and grab Samantha’s hand. My gesture surprises

“Let’s go dance, princess. Aren’t you

and they stand up and follow me to the dance floor, except Amy who gestures to sit on the

whisper to her ear, and it’s a wrong move when she shivers—the moment I inhale her scent, I don’t want

her waist closer to me, and we start moving and follow the rhythm of the music. She places her hands on my chest. I can feel the thundering of my heartbeat against her palm. My mouth dries instantly, and I

She looks flushed—maybe she feels the same way. Her eyes glimmer. Then she closes her eyes and takes a

she reopens, my breathing stops. My stupid cock is instantly hard as a rock. I can see her eyes are flooding with lust, or maybe it’s the effect of the alcohol she drunk.

her hips, I fearlessly press my hips into her as we remain our gazes lock. Samantha gasps when she feels my erection. When her

Fuck! This is harder to control

Her move is bold, yet calculated—she presses her breasts into my chest, and I can feel the erratic of our heartbeats merging together. Our

of her head, and she moves her hands on my

song starts to play. She feels so good

is intoxicating my brain. Our heat is drawn me into oblivion. She presses her entire body into me, and everything surrounds me disappears, and

pull my head away. I look down at her

This friendship thing is fucking killing me.

“Are you okay?”

“I think we should

nod then grab her hand to follow me.

where the restroom is?” she asks me by whispering to my ear. I have to bite my lip to stop grunting because the thought of me and her inside the

course, the VIP has its own restroom.”

the restroom and lean my head against the wall outside to calm my nerves. I blow a few breaths to relax my hard-on. It’s still on half-mast when she opens the door and finds me in that position.

brows meet together. “You okay?”

than okay.” I smile at her and almost breathless.

or she finds someone to chat with.

“How long did you

he cheated on me by sleeping with his friend’s sister, who

He’s a complete dick.

cheated on me. He didn’t even apologize. How about you? Who broke your heart?” She looks directly into my eyes.

college girlfriend for two years. She cheated on me to a hockey player.” I look at her who’s

“Wow! She’s really a bitch. Then you never had girlfriends after that?”

my head.

huh?” She arches her brow, smirking. She

then my family problems. When I moved to New York, I didn’t have time to date. After I graduated, I worked my ass off at Hawk’s

anyone though. Maybe you’re still in

and still not dating, otherwise, you’re not

my hand and squeezes it. “I’m glad I

“I’m also glad, princess.” I squeeze it back. You have no fucking idea.

third, and she probably won’t remember this conversation tomorrow. I lost track of time and

want to drink? Maybe