Marco
“So Jane and Tate tell me that you used to be a baseball star. I used to play a bit in high school.”
Jagger rambled on about something, but my focus was elsewhere. I stared at Millie’s back as the group of douches descended on the girls, attempting to chat them up. Some nerdy guy was trying to talk to Millie, and I felt a surge of anger running through me. Who the hell did he think he was, and why the hell was Millie looking up at him with such a sweet smile on her face?
My eyes narrowed as I watched the guy leaning down to whisper something in her ear.
“One sec,” I muttered.
Without thinking, I headed over to Millie and the other group. “How’s it going?” I inserted myself between them and smiled down at Millie. “Miss me?”
“I was talking to someone.”
“And?” I grabbed her hand. “Come with me.” I pulled her away from the group and headed outside with her.
“What are you doing?” She gasped as we made it out of the entrance and to the street. “That was so rude, I was talking to that guy!”
“Yeah, well, you’re talking to me now.”
“Marco, you can’t just yank me away from a conversation.” She shook her head. “That’s crazy.”
“I can do what I want.”
“No, you can’t.”
Her blue eyes glared up at me. I noticed her straight hair was starting to curl up in the humid weather outside.
“Think what you want.” I reached over and touched her hair. “It’s pretty when it’s curly.”
“Ugh.” She touched her hair. “I guess I didn’t use enough spray. It’s supposed to stay straight.”
“I like it curly.”
“Good for you. I like it straight.”
“You’re argumentative, aren’t you?” I stared at her lips. I wondered if her feisty personality transferred to the bedroom as well. Was she a hellion between the sheets?
“I’m not argumentative. I’m just stating a fact. I like my hair straight, and I was just talking to a guy, and you had no right to—” Her eyes widened as I leaned down to kiss her. “What are you doing?”
“Shutting you up,” I said before I pressed my lips against hers.
She let out a light sigh before her fingers made their way to the back of my neck. She pressed herself up against me and kissed me back and I pulled her up closer to me and kissed her with more pressure. Her lips parted and my tongue tangled with hers. She tasted sweet, a mixture of vodka and lemon, and I drank her in, pleased at the way her body was responding to me. My right hand cupped her breast, and she moaned as my lips found their way to her neck. After a few minutes, I pulled back and adjusted myself. I was hard as a rock, but as much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn’t pull Millie to the bathroom for a quickie.
“You-You shouldn’t have done that.” She was blushing.
“You weren’t complaining,” I pointed out.
“I didn’t have time to.” She licked her lips. “You didn’t give me time to think.”
“Honey, you didn’t need to do any thinking. I think we both know you’ve been waiting on that kiss for the last couple of hours.”
“You’re really a cocky bastard, aren’t you?”
“I’ve been called cocky before and a bastard, so … maybe? Does that turn you on?”
“Does what turn me on?”
“To be ravished in the street by a cocky bastard?”
“No.” She swallowed hard. “If Jane were to come outside right now, she’d kill you.”
“My sister needs to mind her own business. We’re both adults, right?”
“Hmm.” She looked me up and down. “I know I am …”
“Funny.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her up against me and thrust my cock against her stomach. “I’m all man.” Her eyes widened as she felt my length against her. “I think it goes without saying that I’m an adult.”
“Marco, I think we should go inside.” She tried to pull back, but I didn’t let her. I wanted her to feel how much I wanted her, wanted her to think of my long, hard cock as she attempted to flirt with that skinny nerd again.
“So you can get back to nerd boy?”
“No, because everyone will be wondering where we went.”
“I take it you’re not willing to leave now.”
“Leave now?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “And go where?”
“Your place?”
“No, not going to happen.”
“I could get a hotel room.” I grabbed her hand. “I’m staying in an apartment next door to Tate’s place, so obviously we can’t go back there, but I could get us a nice hotel room.”
“Marco, are you crazy? I’m not some whore that’s going to go rushing off to your hotel room for a quickie.” She pursed her lips. “Do you know how cheap that sounds?”
“Cheap? Hotel rooms in San Francisco are anything but cheap.”
“You don’t even know me, yet you want to sleep with me.”
“I know that you’re beautiful. I know that your body is on fire. I know that I want to taste you. All of you.” My voice dropped as I stared at her lips. “I want to make you come.” I grinned at the way her eyes widened. “I want to talk dirty to you and see how shocked I can make you.”
“You can’t shock me.” Her eyes danced with humor and a touch of naughty. “If anyone was going to be shocked, it would be you.”
“And how would you shock me?” I studied her face, enjoying her banter.
Normally, I couldn’t stand smart-mouthed women or women who required too much effort. Too many women wanted to be with me, so I had no need to chase anyone. It wasn’t worth the effort or time for a one-night thing.
But there was something different about Millie. She was a conquest I wanted. She was a woman that I was willing to put some effort into. Granted, I only needed one night. One taste. One ride.
But that one night would be worth it.
“You’ll never know.” She smiled sexily, batted her eyelashes, and thrust her shoulders back so that I could see the valley between her breasts. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going back inside.”
She ran her fingers down my chest and I thought, or rather hoped, that her fingers would make it all the way down to my crotch again, but she stopped as soon as she hit the button on my jeans.
“See you inside, Marco.”
And then she turned around and walked back inside the bar. My breath caught as I watched her walking so confidently, her hair bouncing down her back, her hips swaying from left to right, her long legs slim and muscular. Fuck, I wanted this woman. I groaned as I ran my hands through my hair.
I stood outside in the street and waited for a few moments. Millie had basically rejected me and my offer. When had that ever happened before in my life? Never. No woman had ever said no to me. In fact, they’d been coming after me for as long as I could remember. No, I’d never been rejected by a woman. Not that I’d never faced not being good enough. I thought back to my earlier years when I’d first started playing baseball. When my dad had signed me up for the Little League team in Beverly Hills, how those parents had judged me. How I hadn’t been one of them. How my parents hadn’t even been able to afford the uniforms in the beginning. How I’d had to fit in in other ways.
I sighed.
I’d never told anyone about those days. I hadn’t wanted to upset my parents. They’d already had so many other things to worry about. I hadn’t thought about those days in years. I never had any need to.
Maybe it was because there was a part of me that was hurt that Jane kept having to warn me away from her friend. A part of me that resented being called a player. A part of me that wanted a different reputation.
I tried to shake the thoughts out of my head. I’d most probably had too much to drink. I never got emotional or sentimental like this. I didn’t like it. I needed another drink, and if Millie wanted to play games and flirt with the nerd, then she could do what she wanted. I was pretty sure that the blonde from the bar would be more than happy to suck my cock without complaining. I headed inside and headed to the bar. I didn’t even bother looking over to Millie and her group as I walked back inside. I made a beeline directly to the bar and the blonde who was now talking to another guy.
“Want a drink?” I asked her as I settled next to her. She turned to me, her eyes widening in pleasure as she stared at me.
“Sure.” She turned away from the guy she was talking to.
He glared at me. Not my fault he didn’t have any game.
“Want to lick it off of my chest?” My hand found her thigh and squeezed.
“I’ll lick it off anywhere you want me to.” This was more like it. “You can lick it off me too.” Her hands found my thighs and she ran her fingers up to my cock again and squeezed. “Though I’d prefer you to lick my tits.”
“I aim to please.” I winked at her. “Hey!” I called over to the bartender. “Two tequila shots with salt and lime.”
“Sure, papi.” The bartender grinned at me and grabbed a bottle.
The blonde lifted her top off so that she was just sitting there in a lacy white bra. She grinned at me as she tilted her neck back. She grabbed my fingers and ran them across her breasts. I squeezed her nipples and she moaned.
The bartender put the shots next to us and I nodded my thanks. I’d pay later. The blonde ran her finger along the salt, then pushed her finger into my mouth. I sucked the salt off and she leaned in to kiss me. Her lips were rough and her breath tasted like cigarettes. I pulled back; I don’t usually do the kissing thing; it gives women the wrong idea, and I didn’t want to compare her lips to those of Millie’s. She grabbed a lime and rubbed it down the valley of her breasts and then handed me a shot glass. I downed the tequila and leaned down to lick her chest. She threw her head back and pushed her tits toward my lips. My nose grazed her nipple and her body shivered. I breathed her in, about to suckle on her nipple when a jolt of disappointment ran through me.
I didn’t want to be here, with this woman. I didn’t want to make her come. I didn’t want to see her eyes widening as she came on my cock. I didn’t even want to come in her mouth. I had no interest in being with this woman—and my shriveling cock seemed to agree.
I sighed as I pulled back and looked into this woman’s eyes. I hated to disappoint her again. I didn’t want to be a tease. I hated women who were teases, but I couldn’t do this. Not just because of me, but I was also here with Jane and her boyfriend and friends. I didn’t want her to be ashamed of me. I’d already been an asshole and I didn’t want her to be more embarrassed. And if any of them were watching me right now, I was sure that their opinion of me would be getting lower by the minute.
“Sorry, hon, this isn’t going to work.” I kissed her cheek and grabbed my wallet. I pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. “Buy the rest of your drinks on me tonight.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Her hand still rested on my cock. “Is this some sort of game? Do you want to head to the back?” Her eyes were uncertain. “I don’t have any panties on.” She grabbed my hand and ran it up between her legs so that my fingers were touching her wet pussy. “I’m ready for you.”
I looked at her in disgust. This was not what I wanted. I pulled my hand away and shook my head.
“Sorry, no.”
I walked to the back to the restrooms so I could wash my hands, and that was a mistake because she followed behind me.
“What do you want me to do, big boy?” She pushed me against the wall and ran her hands down my chest and attempted to kiss me. “Do you want to fuck me in the restroom? Is that what you want?”
“I don’t want anything.” I glared at her and pushed her off. “Look, lady, enough.”
“You came back to me.”
“It was a mistake.” I shook my head. “Go back to the bar and talk to that guy again. I’m sure he can help you out. Even if he’s fugly and has a small dick, you can picture my face as he tongues you.”
“You jerk!” Her face went red. “How dare you?”
“Fine, you don’t have to picture my face then.” I sighed. “Look, I don’t have time for this.”
“I don’t have time for you either, small dick.” She raised her pinky finger and shook it around in the air before returning to the bar.
I headed to the bathroom. I turned the water on and washed my hands for a few seconds before heading back to the bar. I ignored Jane, who was staring at me and rolling her eyes and looked for Millie. She was standing next to her two friends and the guys were gone. I walked over to her and stopped by her side and looked down, wondering if she was going to be pissed at me.
“Have fun?” She raised an eyebrow at me.
“What?”
“Did you get sucked off finally?”
“No.” I paused. “Would you have cared if I did?”
“No.” If it wasn’t for the way her eyes twitched, I would have believed her.
“Are you wearing panties?” I asked her.
“What?” The look of shock on her face surprised me.
“I didn’t stutter. Are you wearing panties?”
“That’s none of your business.” She flushed red.
“So that’s a yes.” I grinned down at her, pleased. “I’m glad.”
“Why?” She looked confused.
“Because it means that you’re not that sort of girl.”
“What sort of girl?”
“It doesn’t matter.” I shook my head. “What are you doing tomorrow?”
“Working.”
“Take the day off.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Take the day off.” She didn’t seem to understand that I wasn’t asking, I was ordering.
“Why? So you can get a hotel room for the day?”
“No. Though if that’s what you want …”
“As if. Ask Blondie to go with you.”
“I didn’t do anything with her.” I stared into her eyes. “That was nothing, Millie.”
“I saw her breasts in your mouth.”
“I licked lime off of her chest.” I touched her lips. “Nothing else.”
No need to tell her that blondie’s nipple grazed my nose. I didn’t think she would appreciate that.
“Really?” Her eyes searched mine. “Did you touch her?”
“Touch her?” I raised an eyebrow.
“You know.”
I thought back to my hand on blondie’s pussy as she’d rubbed my fingers along her wet slit. That hadn’t been me, though. I hadn’t wanted to touch her. She had put my hand there. Would Millie understand that?
“I didn’t touch her … She tried to get me to touch her,” I admitted. “I wasn’t interested.”
“Why not?”
“Maybe I don’t want a blonde. Maybe I want a redhead.”
“Is that meant to make me feel special?”
“No, but it’s the truth. Take the day off tomorrow. Show me around San Francisco.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“I’m not asking you. I’m telling you.” I grabbed her hand.
“You can’t tell me to do anything.” She looked at me as if I were crazy and started laughing. “Are you out of your mind? I can’t believe you just said that.”
“You think it’s funny?” My lips twisted as I gazed down at her. If she knew how badly I wanted to take her over my lap and spank her, she wouldn’t be laughing.
“No, I don’t think it’s funny. I think it’s hilarious that you think you can tell me anything.” She poked me in the chest. “You take me outside and kiss me, I turn you down, you go and try and fuck around with some hooker at the bar and then when you realize she’s not interested in you, you try and come back to me and boss me around.” She poked me again. “In your dreams, Marco.”
“You didn’t turn me down. And neither did blondie.” I held her hand to my chest. “Far from it.” I pulled her toward me and I circled her wrist so that I could feel her pulse racing. “If I were to kiss you right now, you wouldn’t stop me. If I were to slip you into a closet at the back and tell you to get on your knees and suck me, you would do it. Fuck, if I were to pick you up and carry you over to that pool table in the back and tell you to lie back, you’d do it eagerly. I wouldn’t even have to tell you to spread your legs for me.” Her heart was racing even faster now. “You’d let me pull your panties down in front of everyone and you would scream my name as I ate you out and you came on my face.” I licked my lips. “Don’t think I don’t know that.”
“You wish.” She pulled her hand away from me and glared, but I saw her eyes darting over to the pool table and back to me. “You wouldn’t even dare to try that.”
“Are you challenging me?” I raised an eyebrow at her in challenge. She had no idea who she was talking to.
“No.” She swallowed hard and blushed. Maybe she did have a clue. “You’re not the only one that can say scandalous things, Marco.” She looked up at me through lowered eyelashes. “You’re not the only one that is capable of naughty things.”
“So then be naughty with me tomorrow. Take the day off.”
“Okay.” I could tell that even as she said the words she was unsure if she was making the right decision. “But only because I want a break from work.”
“Sure. That’s why.” Score one for me!
“Don’t make me regret my decision.”
“You won’t regret it. Trust me.”
I wanted to lean down and kiss her again. I wanted to palm her breasts, slip my hands up her skirt, and devour her.
Wanted to punish her for being so hard to get.
But I didn’t. I could feel Jane’s eyes on me, chiding me. And I knew I would have to explain that while I loved her, she needed to butt out of my business. My personal life had nothing to do with her.
“Until tomorrow,” I whispered. I ran my fingers down the side of her face before letting go and heading over to Tate and Jagger. I needed to spend the rest of the evening chatting with the guys before I got myself in trouble. I wanted Millie, but it obviously wasn’t going to happen tonight. And as much as I would love to show her who was boss, right here and now, I knew that this wasn’t the right time or place.