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.

you?” Maya

thanks! Phoenix, thank

be your DD for tonight,” I tell her, and Amy giggles that makes Samantha

stop it, Amy, and I’m still pissed at

until Maya

finalized the date.” Her smile spread over her face while clasping

The girls giggle.

married.” I hug Garrett and tap his back.

married, Phoen. Hope you’ll be

think it will be too soon,” I say,

use the remaining charms you to good use.” Amy winks, then she looks at Sam who’s still glaring at

wrong, Sam?” Maya doesn’t know what

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

to Phoenix that she had a flat tire, then called him to

great! At least Phoenix can drive you home when you’ll get your ass drunk tonight,” Maya says and almost jumps in her seat

What just happened?

and Maya.” I raise my glass in the

I took their advice. Being far from them is not a bad idea because I find new friends here.

I stand up and grab Samantha’s hand. My gesture surprises her.

smile. “Let’s go dance, princess.

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

your moves, princess,” I whisper to her ear, and it’s a wrong move when she shivers—the moment

I grab her waist closer to me, and we start moving and follow the rhythm of the music. She places her hands on my chest.

Her eyes glimmer. Then she closes

see her

When she sways her hips, I fearlessly press my hips into her as we remain our gazes lock. Samantha gasps when she feels my erection. When her lips part, I’m so tempted to cover them with mine.

This is harder to control

feel the erratic of our heartbeats merging together. Our body heats have turned into a wildfire.

head, and she moves her hands on

the next song starts to play. She feels so good

entire body into me, and everything surrounds me

away. I look down at her beautiful face, her

friendship thing is

you okay?”

think we should go back. I’m drained.”

I nod then grab her hand

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 bathroom sweating and panting after we both come and satiated is fucking crazy.

course, the VIP has its own restroom.”

and lean my head against the wall outside to calm my nerves. I blow a

brows meet together. “You okay?”

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

drink. Amy is nowhere to be found, or she finds someone to chat with. Garrett and Maya still on the dance floor that leaves just

“How long did you dated that asshole?”

“A year. Then he cheated on me by sleeping with his

Jesus! He’s a complete dick.

he was half drunk. Half or not, he still cheated on me. He didn’t even apologize. How about you? Who broke your heart?” She looks directly into

She cheated on me to a hockey player.” I look at her who’s seriously listening, then she grabs her drink.

really a bitch. Then you never

my

arches her brow,

was frustrated with my injury, then my family problems. When I moved to New York, I didn’t have

wouldn’t have met you if you’re dating anyone though. Maybe you’re still in New York until now. With her.”

“I’m glad you broke up with your ex, and still not dating, otherwise, you’re not sitting beside

hand and squeezes it. “I’m

“I’m also glad, princess.” I squeeze it back. You

realization hits me that she’s already on her third, and she probably won’t remember this conversation tomorrow. I lost track of time

you still want to drink?