~Chapter Fifteen~
EPOV
“But I don’t
want to go out,” I pouted as Em threw a shirt and a pair of dark jeans at me.
I was currently
sitting on my bed after a slow day at work and Em had used his spare key for
the first time.
He just barged
into my apartment, chucked me in the shower and started shouting orders at me
for what he had planned for tonight.
Despite the
fact that it was a Monday night and the city would be fairly quiet, he was
determined to get me out for the night.
He was up to
something.
Em never went
to this much trouble about going out. And considering that the morons at the
phone store had been unable to save my contact information from the shards I’d
taken in on top of the fact that Jasper had NOT come by the store today...I was
not even the least bit interested in going out.
“… And you want
to try and comb that bird’s nest of yours because it looks a right state, he
mumbled as he started raiding my cupboards for fuck knows what.
“Em, slow down,
we don’t have to leave just yet, what’s got up your ass?” I joked as he came
across yet another box of toys.
I was not an
addict.
I just liked
toys.
Lots of them,
in fact.
“Edward, get
dressed so I don’t have to see your junk floppin’ all over the place,” he
chastised me as he turned away from me and stomped out of my room towards the
kitchen.
“My house, my
junk, Bugs!” I shouted towards his retreating back, shaking my willy at him for
good measure.
He flipped me
off as he slammed the kitchen door and I started to wonder why he was in such a
shit mood for someone who was desperate to get me out.
I finally
managed to pull myself together, pulling on my old jeans that were wearing
through in several places, namely the pockets on the ass and just to the right
of my zipper and, just to spite Emmett, my ‘Get off my dick’ shirt. At least I was getting dressed and saving my
ass from him shouting at me.
Once I was
done, I pulled on shoes, ran my fingers through my hair and then left my room,
still pouting that he was dragging my sorry ass out of my comfort hole.
When I walked
into the living room, Emmett’s mouth dropped open before he could catch it and
he just shook his head with a quiet laugh.
“Something
wrong with my outfit?” I groused at him and he laughed again.
“Nope,
actually, I’d say it’s probably just right.
Just let go for tonight, enjoy yourself and see where the night takes
you,” he mumbled as he grabbed my keys and ushered me towards the front door.
Why the fuck
was he being so cryptic?
“Bugs, what
have you got up your sleeve?” I asked as I moved out of his way so he could
lock the door.
“Hello? I’m
wearing a wife beater, no sleeves here, bro,” he chuckled at his own private
joke while I threw him evil looks.
“Chill, Edward,
tonight equals fun,” he smiled as he threw his arm over my shoulder and led us
out of the building and towards my car.
Thank fuck for
that because there was no way I could squeeze myself into his heap of shit for
the second time in two days.
“Where are we
heading?” I asked carefully as he grabbed my car keys and jumped into the
driver’s seat.
“Grind,”
he replied and I swear I saw him blush under the street lights.
Grind was
the hottest gay club in the city and when I say hottest, it was barely
legal with the amount going on behind its doors.
“Em, I really
don’t want to go there, please? Anywhere but there,” I moaned.
What the hell
was he smoking? Since when did my
straight, married brother think it was a good idea to take me to a gay club
where the inevitable goal of the patrons was to get their dick serviced in some
form?
“Have you
decided that pussy isn’t your thing anymore, bro? Rose not doing it for ya? You need to have a man show you how good it
can really be?” I pelted him with questions as he ignored me and kept driving.
Well,
fuck. It was worth a try.
“Why are we
doing this?” I whined.
He pulled up to
the light and grinned at me. “Meeting
someone,” was all he said as the light changed to green and we moved along with
the traffic.
“Who the fuck
do you have to meet at Grind?” I asked in disbelief. Was I right with my
earlier questions?
“Nobody.”
I was seriously going to reach
over and smack the fucker.
Since he wasn’t talking, I amused
myself with surfing the radio stations, trying to find something to get me in
the mood for the club atmosphere.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to
the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to
breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to
the edge
I'm about to break
The closer we got, the more I
started to think maybe this was just what I needed. A few drinks while surrounded by man flesh.
Sweaty. Grinding. Thrashing. Men.
I’d closed my eyes to try to picture what I might see, what
I might feel when walking through those doors.
Every last person took on Jasper’s features.
Their bodies lengthened and reshaped into his lean form.
Fuck.
It was going to be a long lonely night.
JPOV
It had been almost two years
since I’d been here. In fact, it was on
these very premises that I last felt my puckered hole getting drilled by a real
cock.
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love
By some nameless man with a hot
body.
If tonight went well, the hot
body drilling me would not be nameless.
I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded
kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I pushed through the swarms of
slick bodies, feeling fingertips graze over my exposed flesh. I could hear the low murmurs, asking me to
dance, complimenting me on my physique and my ink.
I ignored them all.
The plug sitting snugly in my ass
wasn’t in preparation for them.
I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you're a criminal
As long as you're mine
I want your love
I finally reached the bar and got
the attention of the bartender. He
headed towards me with a sexy smile.
“What can I get you gorgeous?” he
asked, leaning over the bar towards me as he raised his voice so I could hear
over the loud music.
“What do you suggest in a shot
with whiskey?”
He pulled back and looked me up
and down, probably a little longer than necessary, but I relished the
attention. I was soaking it all in,
letting it build my confidence that as soon as he got here, he wouldn’t be able
to resist me.
I want your love and
I want your revenge
I want your love
I don't wanna be friends
He finally gave a nod of his
head. “Three legged monkey should suit
you fine,” he declared as he slapped the bar top and turned to fix my
shot. He was back a moment later with the
concoction.
I slid him a ten-spot, telling
him to keep the change before lifting the glass to my lips and tilting it back.
Damn...that shit tasted good. I had to know.
“What’s in that?”
“Crown Royal, amaretto and what every man should include in
their diet on a daily basis,” he winked, “pineapple juice.”
I liked the way this guy thought. “Fix me another!”
What? I was imbibing
the juice to make my juice sweet for my man!
I had to yell as a new song had
come on and the room was going apeshit.
Well shit, might as well go in and collect the free drink that’s mentioned on the card, I thought with a heavy sigh as I trudged towards the front of the line.
I flashed the card and entered, immediately feeling the change in temperature. The mild air of outside was whisked away as the door closed behind me and it was a good ten degrees warmer.
I barked out a laugh hearing Lady Gaga over the speakers, begging for love. There was only one man I wanted to beg to let me love him...I mean fuck him.
I mean...fuck...
Love him.
Yeah, the bastard had reeled me in and left me flopping like a fish out of water.
My eyes adjusted to the dimness, broken only by the flashing pink lights around the dance floor. There was some beefcake up on the stage that didn’t hold my attention. I sought out the bar on the far side of the room and made my way over.
Hands grabbed at me and I smacked them away.
There was only one set of hands I wanted to touch me.
The bar came into sight and I pulled up about five feet away. Standing at the bar, his back to the room was a man that could have been Jasper’s twin.
Except this man was in a pair of nicely fitting jeans and was shirtless, his muscle bound back on display for everyone in the building.
Jasper wouldn’t do something like that. He wouldn’t be here in this meat market...but the hair had me wondering.
The doppelganger at the bar tossed his head back, downing a shot before laughing at something the bartender said.
I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
Now rock your body
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me
Cause I already know what you wanna do
The atmosphere in the club soared into maximum lust as the song shifted to Enrique. Even I felt it as I prowled forward.
I was standing right behind him when he asked for another.
I was breathing in his scent and just knew it had to be him. I didn’t want to think why he was here when I hadn’t heard from him in days. Then it clicked...fucking Emmett.
I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
Now rock your body
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me
Cause I already know what you wanna do
I moved in, pushing my front against his bare back as I captured him by placing my arms either side of him on the bar. I felt him stiffen, then relax as I started saying the words along with the song, just behind his ear.
Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody’s ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation
Give in my reputation
Please excuse I don't mean to be rude
I punctuated ‘rude’ by thrusting my bulging cock against his tight little ass at the same time that he let his head fall back against my shoulder, turning slightly to the side so that I could see his profile. His eyes told me all I needed.
I hadn’t lost him. I didn’t know the story yet, but he was mine.
But tonight I'm fucking you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm fucking you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm fucking you
I grabbed his hips and walked him backwards onto the dance floor. Doing my best to keep him tight against me, not allowing any space to form between us.
We melted into the crowd, his hips wiggling in my hands from side to side as we moved. The song continued to pulse its hypnotic beat, taking us ever deeper into horny hell.
You’re so damn pretty
If I had a type than baby it’d be you
I know you're ready
If I never lied, than baby you’d be the truth
We secured a spot on the floor and then really got into it. My hands moved from his hips, down the sides of his thighs before I curled them inward and brought them back up until I was firmly cupping him.
Goddamn he’s hard as steel, I thought with a low growl.
JPOV
Emmett held up his end and got Edward here. I was so going to owe that man.
Enrique was singing the words around us, but all I heard was Edward’s voice as he breathed in my ear. He was so fucking hard behind me, unknowingly pressing the plug deeper in my ass causing a guttural groan to come out of me.
I hadn’t planned for him to find me at the bar and to just grab me like this, but I could go with it...in fact, I think that I liked that we were reconnecting this way... without him realizing what was now inked into my chest.
Because I knew his reaction when he did see it would be nothing but honest.
I wanted to cry when his hands moved forward and started dragging up my thighs. When he practically grabbed my dick, it was all I could do not to jizz in my pants.
Must refocus. Must not think about how good his hands feel right... fucking... there!
He was now actually gripping me, running his palm over me while his other hand had gone back to my hip to hold me against him as he ground into my ass.
I didn’t even know what song was on now. All I knew was that my man was working me into a frenzy as if he wanted me to cum in my pants. Well, I could play that game too.
I snaked my right hand around till I was grabbing the side of his thigh. My fingers met rough denim and...skin?
As he pumped me and suckled on my neck just under my earlobe where it feels so good, I let my fingers slide over him. At times there was jean but then I’d find a frayed edge and my fingers would find flesh.
Writhing, trembling flesh.
My arm was almost completely behind my back so I could zero in on his zipper area. To my delight, I found another tear almost parallel to his zipper and ducked my fingers into the opening.
Fuck me, my boy was commando.
I tried to grip him. I really did. There just wasn’t enough room to move around short of tearing the hole further open.
And as much as I would be more than happy to do just that, I wasn’t going to put his dick on display for the circling hyenas that a cursory glance showed all around us...staring, licking their lips, making tongue in cheek gestures right along with grabbing their crotches.
I managed to wiggle my fingers and make them brush the piercing in the head of his dick, which was perilously close to the tear. He hissed and I felt wetness seep onto them.
I withdrew them quickly and sucked them into my mouth, savoring the flavor.
I was just about to spin around to share his taste with him when his hand, that was on my thigh, steadily came up my chest, stopping to pinch my nipple sharply before he continued up to my jaw. He spread his fingers across my chin and guided my head to slowly turn towards him.
His form fell away from my hand as his lips came to mine. We both kept our eyes open, locked on each other, as he slinked around to my front, my head coming back around to face forward as we continued to flick our tongues out against the other’s lips.
He pulled back and I smiled at him, wondering what he was thinking. His eyes flicked up to my eyebrow and went wide. “Jesus fuck, Jasper...that is...there are no words...”
“As long as you think it’s sexy, since that was the reason for me doing it...for you,” I purred.
I locked my fingers into his belt loops and pulled his crotch in tight against mine, knocking our cocks together roughly.
His eyes rolled back and then he was on me, shoving his tongue deep into the recesses of my mouth as I opened wide to receive him.
Catcalls erupted around us as we practically fucked right there on the floor.
By the time we stopped, I realized we had stopped moving all together. We were no longer dancing, just standing as close as we could short of penetration taking us closer. His hands were threaded through my hair, holding my face to his and my arms were wrapped around him, spanning his back.
He withdrew after a final tender brush of his lips against mine.
“I missed you.”
I gave a half laugh. “Really? Never would have guessed.” He bucked against my groin making my eyes roll back this time.
“Maggie?” His eyes clouded momentarily, as if he was afraid of the answer.
I grinned widely. “Gone.”
“Really?” Now he was grinning. I nodded.
“Really really.”
He laughed and then surprised the ever loving hell out of both of us by dropping to a knee, my hand clasped between his.
Oh shit, is he gonna propose?
“What is that?” came out of his mouth instead of whatever he’d been about to say. I followed his eyes to the red and black ink over my pectoral muscle, opposite of the ink on his chest.
“You set me free, Edward. I’ve come back. I’m yours.”
~Chapter Sixteen~
EPOV
We pulled up to the curb, instead of into the parking lot and I was confused. Emmett slapped a card into my hand and I looked down, my brow rising.
“I came by earlier and picked up a VIP pass. You head on in, the pass will get you past the line. I’m going to, uh, go park and I’ll catch up with ya later...” he explained, pushing against me to get out of the car.
I closed the door and watched in disbelief as he took off completely.
Fucker had just dropped me off here and taken off with my car!
“Goddamn asshole!” I screamed after my retreating taillights. What the hell was I supposed to do now? I looked down at the piece of expensive heavy grade card stock in my hand.
We pulled up to the curb, instead of into the parking lot and I was confused. Emmett slapped a card into my hand and I looked down, my brow rising.
“I came by earlier and picked up a VIP pass. You head on in, the pass will get you past the line. I’m going to, uh, go park and I’ll catch up with ya later...” he explained, pushing against me to get out of the car.
I closed the door and watched in disbelief as he took off completely.
Fucker had just dropped me off here and taken off with my car!
“Goddamn asshole!” I screamed after my retreating taillights. What the hell was I supposed to do now? I looked down at the piece of expensive heavy grade card stock in my hand.
Well shit, might as well go in and collect the free drink that’s mentioned on the card, I thought with a heavy sigh as I trudged towards the front of the line.
I flashed the card and entered, immediately feeling the change in temperature. The mild air of outside was whisked away as the door closed behind me and it was a good ten degrees warmer.
I barked out a laugh hearing Lady Gaga over the speakers, begging for love. There was only one man I wanted to beg to let me love him...I mean fuck him.
I mean...fuck...
Love him.
Yeah, the bastard had reeled me in and left me flopping like a fish out of water.
My eyes adjusted to the dimness, broken only by the flashing pink lights around the dance floor. There was some beefcake up on the stage that didn’t hold my attention. I sought out the bar on the far side of the room and made my way over.
Hands grabbed at me and I smacked them away.
There was only one set of hands I wanted to touch me.
The bar came into sight and I pulled up about five feet away. Standing at the bar, his back to the room was a man that could have been Jasper’s twin.
Except this man was in a pair of nicely fitting jeans and was shirtless, his muscle bound back on display for everyone in the building.
Jasper wouldn’t do something like that. He wouldn’t be here in this meat market...but the hair had me wondering.
The doppelganger at the bar tossed his head back, downing a shot before laughing at something the bartender said.
I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
Now rock your body
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me
Cause I already know what you wanna do
The atmosphere in the club soared into maximum lust as the song shifted to Enrique. Even I felt it as I prowled forward.
I was standing right behind him when he asked for another.
I was breathing in his scent and just knew it had to be him. I didn’t want to think why he was here when I hadn’t heard from him in days. Then it clicked...fucking Emmett.
I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
Now rock your body
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me
Cause I already know what you wanna do
I moved in, pushing my front against his bare back as I captured him by placing my arms either side of him on the bar. I felt him stiffen, then relax as I started saying the words along with the song, just behind his ear.
Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody’s ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation
Give in my reputation
Please excuse I don't mean to be rude
I punctuated ‘rude’ by thrusting my bulging cock against his tight little ass at the same time that he let his head fall back against my shoulder, turning slightly to the side so that I could see his profile. His eyes told me all I needed.
I hadn’t lost him. I didn’t know the story yet, but he was mine.
But tonight I'm fucking you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm fucking you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm fucking you
I grabbed his hips and walked him backwards onto the dance floor. Doing my best to keep him tight against me, not allowing any space to form between us.
We melted into the crowd, his hips wiggling in my hands from side to side as we moved. The song continued to pulse its hypnotic beat, taking us ever deeper into horny hell.
You’re so damn pretty
If I had a type than baby it’d be you
I know you're ready
If I never lied, than baby you’d be the truth
We secured a spot on the floor and then really got into it. My hands moved from his hips, down the sides of his thighs before I curled them inward and brought them back up until I was firmly cupping him.
Goddamn he’s hard as steel, I thought with a low growl.
JPOV
Emmett held up his end and got Edward here. I was so going to owe that man.
Enrique was singing the words around us, but all I heard was Edward’s voice as he breathed in my ear. He was so fucking hard behind me, unknowingly pressing the plug deeper in my ass causing a guttural groan to come out of me.
I hadn’t planned for him to find me at the bar and to just grab me like this, but I could go with it...in fact, I think that I liked that we were reconnecting this way... without him realizing what was now inked into my chest.
Because I knew his reaction when he did see it would be nothing but honest.
I wanted to cry when his hands moved forward and started dragging up my thighs. When he practically grabbed my dick, it was all I could do not to jizz in my pants.
Must refocus. Must not think about how good his hands feel right... fucking... there!
He was now actually gripping me, running his palm over me while his other hand had gone back to my hip to hold me against him as he ground into my ass.
I didn’t even know what song was on now. All I knew was that my man was working me into a frenzy as if he wanted me to cum in my pants. Well, I could play that game too.
I snaked my right hand around till I was grabbing the side of his thigh. My fingers met rough denim and...skin?
As he pumped me and suckled on my neck just under my earlobe where it feels so good, I let my fingers slide over him. At times there was jean but then I’d find a frayed edge and my fingers would find flesh.
Writhing, trembling flesh.
My arm was almost completely behind my back so I could zero in on his zipper area. To my delight, I found another tear almost parallel to his zipper and ducked my fingers into the opening.
Fuck me, my boy was commando.
I tried to grip him. I really did. There just wasn’t enough room to move around short of tearing the hole further open.
And as much as I would be more than happy to do just that, I wasn’t going to put his dick on display for the circling hyenas that a cursory glance showed all around us...staring, licking their lips, making tongue in cheek gestures right along with grabbing their crotches.
I managed to wiggle my fingers and make them brush the piercing in the head of his dick, which was perilously close to the tear. He hissed and I felt wetness seep onto them.
I withdrew them quickly and sucked them into my mouth, savoring the flavor.
I was just about to spin around to share his taste with him when his hand, that was on my thigh, steadily came up my chest, stopping to pinch my nipple sharply before he continued up to my jaw. He spread his fingers across my chin and guided my head to slowly turn towards him.
His form fell away from my hand as his lips came to mine. We both kept our eyes open, locked on each other, as he slinked around to my front, my head coming back around to face forward as we continued to flick our tongues out against the other’s lips.
He pulled back and I smiled at him, wondering what he was thinking. His eyes flicked up to my eyebrow and went wide. “Jesus fuck, Jasper...that is...there are no words...”
“As long as you think it’s sexy, since that was the reason for me doing it...for you,” I purred.
I locked my fingers into his belt loops and pulled his crotch in tight against mine, knocking our cocks together roughly.
His eyes rolled back and then he was on me, shoving his tongue deep into the recesses of my mouth as I opened wide to receive him.
Catcalls erupted around us as we practically fucked right there on the floor.
By the time we stopped, I realized we had stopped moving all together. We were no longer dancing, just standing as close as we could short of penetration taking us closer. His hands were threaded through my hair, holding my face to his and my arms were wrapped around him, spanning his back.
He withdrew after a final tender brush of his lips against mine.
“I missed you.”
I gave a half laugh. “Really? Never would have guessed.” He bucked against my groin making my eyes roll back this time.
“Maggie?” His eyes clouded momentarily, as if he was afraid of the answer.
I grinned widely. “Gone.”
“Really?” Now he was grinning. I nodded.
“Really really.”
He laughed and then surprised the ever loving hell out of both of us by dropping to a knee, my hand clasped between his.
Oh shit, is he gonna propose?
“What is that?” came out of his mouth instead of whatever he’d been about to say. I followed his eyes to the red and black ink over my pectoral muscle, opposite of the ink on his chest.
“You set me free, Edward. I’ve come back. I’m yours.”
