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.

“Sam, same for you?” Maya asks

Phoenix,

your DD for tonight,”

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

chat until Maya clears her throat.

smile spread over her face while clasping her hands together. “It’s two months from now.”

The girls

getting married.” I hug Garrett and tap his back.

married, Phoen. Hope you’ll be next.”

it will be too soon,”

you to good use.” Amy

doesn’t know what

“I’ll fill you in. Just leave her alone, and she will thank me sooner if not later, trust me,” she

flat tire, then called him to pick me up.” She sips

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

just

Garrett and Maya.” I raise my glass in the air then everyone follows and sips their drinks.

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

grab Samantha’s hand. My gesture

“Let’s go dance, princess. Aren’t you guys

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

and it’s a wrong move when she shivers—the moment I inhale her scent, I don’t want to stay away from her—her smell alone tingles my

She places her hands on my chest. I can feel

the same way. Her eyes glimmer. Then she closes

rock. I can see her eyes are flooding with lust, or maybe it’s the

as we remain our gazes lock. Samantha gasps when she feels my erection. When her lips part, I’m

control than I ever thought.

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

head, and she moves her hands on my

both sway together until the next song starts to play. She feels so good in my arms—we perfectly

smell is intoxicating my brain. Our heat is drawn me into oblivion. She presses her entire body into me,

a deep breath, then pull my head away. I look down at her beautiful face, her eyes still closed. As she opens slowly,

This friendship thing is

you okay?”

barely smiles and nods. “I think we

nod then grab her hand to follow me.

I have to bite my lip to stop grunting because the thought of me and her inside the bathroom sweating and

course, the VIP has its

wall outside to calm my nerves. I blow a few breaths to relax my hard-on. It’s still on half-mast when

our gazes meet, her brows

smile at her

someone to chat with. Garrett and Maya still on the

long did you dated that asshole?”

his friend’s sister, who also happened to be my friend.”

Jesus! He’s a

“He said he was half drunk. Half or not, he still cheated on me. He didn’t even apologize. How

on me to a hockey player.” I look at her who’s seriously listening, then

Then you

shake my

brow, smirking.

but I was frustrated with my injury, then my family problems. When I moved to New York, I didn’t have time to date. After I graduated, I worked

though. Maybe you’re still in New York until now. With

still not dating, otherwise, you’re not sitting beside me

it. “I’m glad I gave our

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 and so drawn staring at her like a lovesick puppy.

still want to drink? Maybe that’s enough