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.

same for you?” Maya asks her.

thanks! Phoenix,

“You’re welcome, princess. You can drink whatever you want. I’ll be your DD

it, Amy, and I’m still pissed at you.”

We drink and chat until Maya

over her face while clasping her

girls

You’re getting married.” I hug Garrett and tap

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

“I don’t think it will be too soon,” I say,

“Oh, hot Phoenix, use the remaining charms you to good use.” Amy winks, then she

know what Amy did to Sam

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

had a flat tire, then called him to pick me up.” She sips her Appletini.

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

just happened?

Maya.” I raise my glass in the air then

remember Mom and Hawk. I’m glad I took their advice. Being far from them is not a bad idea because I find new friends here.

grab Samantha’s hand. My gesture surprises

dance, princess. Aren’t you

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

me your moves, princess,” I whisper to her ear, 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

places her hands on my chest. I can feel the thundering of my heartbeat against her

same way. Her eyes glimmer. Then she closes her

cock is instantly hard as a rock. I can see her eyes are flooding with lust, or maybe it’s the effect of the

into her as we remain our gazes lock. Samantha gasps when she feels

is harder to control than I ever thought.

feel the erratic of our

move my head to the side of her head, and she moves her hands on my shoulders, tightening the grip.

until the next song starts to play. She feels

body

my head away. I look down at her beautiful face, her eyes still closed. As she opens slowly, she’s as turned on as

friendship thing is fucking killing me.

“Are you

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

grab her

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

the VIP has its own restroom.”

my nerves. I blow a

our gazes meet, her brows

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

someone to chat with. Garrett and Maya still on the dance floor that leaves

did you dated

on me by sleeping with his

Jesus! He’s a complete

He didn’t even apologize. How about you? Who broke your heart?” She looks

hockey player.” I look at her who’s seriously listening, then she grabs her drink.

She’s really a bitch. Then you never had

shake my head.

brow,

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

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 me right

holds my hand and squeezes it. “I’m glad

I squeeze it back. You have no fucking idea.

remember this conversation tomorrow. I lost track of time and so drawn staring at her like

are you sure you still want to