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?”

“Yup, thanks! Phoenix, thank you.”

you want. I’ll be your DD for

Amy, and I’m still

We drink and chat until Maya clears her

Her smile spread over her face while clasping her hands

The girls giggle.

married.” I hug Garrett and tap

married, Phoen. Hope you’ll be next.”

think it will be too

you to good use.” Amy winks, then she looks at Sam who’s

doesn’t know what Amy did to Sam

fill you in. Just leave her alone, and she will thank me sooner if not later, trust

“She just lied to me and to Phoenix that she had a flat tire, then called him to pick me up.” She sips her Appletini.

drive you home when you’ll get your ass drunk tonight,” Maya

What just happened?

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

when I remember Mom and Hawk. I’m glad I took their advice. Being far from them is not a bad idea

grab Samantha’s hand. My

dance, princess. Aren’t you guys coming?”

stand up and follow me to the dance

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 skin.

grab 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 have to lick my lips

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

When she reopens, my breathing stops. My stupid cock is instantly hard as a rock. I can see her

remain our gazes lock. Samantha gasps when she feels my erection. When her

harder to control than I ever

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

to the side of her head, and she moves her

play. She feels so good in my

body into me, and everything surrounds me disappears, and all I want is to keep it this way.

deep breath, then pull my head away. I look down at her beautiful face, her eyes still closed.

thing is fucking killing

“Are you

think we should go

nod then grab her hand

my lip to stop grunting because the thought of me and her inside the bathroom sweating and panting after we both come and

has its

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

brows

I smile at her and almost breathless.

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

“How long did you

on me by sleeping with his friend’s sister,

a

She adds, “He said he was half drunk. Half or not, he still cheated on me. He didn’t even apologize. How about you? Who broke your

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

She’s really a bitch. Then you never had girlfriends after

my head.

huh?” She arches her brow, smirking. She just smirked at

I moved to New York, I didn’t have time to date. After I

smiles. “I wouldn’t have met you if you’re dating anyone though. Maybe you’re still in New York

with your ex, and still not dating, otherwise, you’re

it. “I’m glad

glad, princess.” I squeeze it back. You have no fucking

on her third, and she probably won’t remember this conversation tomorrow. I lost track of time and so drawn staring

to drink?