Page 9 of One Wild Night

Ryan

Istood outside thenightclub waiting. Why was I so nervous? Bennett had been telling me all day my mind wasn't on the job, and he was right. Trixie and I were having 'the chat' today. She'd agreed to a weekend with me, much to my surprise, and all we needed to do now was sort out the details. I knew she was probably only doing it out of spite because Tony had offered her up as a bet, but I didn’t fucking care. She’d said yes, and that was all that mattered to me.

I was outside smoking my sixth cigarette in a row when she came out to find me. She looked beautiful. Her long hair was half up, and she had loose curls framing her face. She was wearing silver hot pants and a small, tight red top that left little to the imagination. She must be dancing later.

"Here you are," she smiled, her eyes roaming my body unashamedly. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

"I needed a smoke."

"Are you going to share?" she asked, raising a perfect eyebrow. I handed my half-smoked cigarette over to her and watched her inhale before handing it back.

"I thought you'd be angry. Honestly, I really didn’t think you’d agree," I muttered, trying to keep my eyes from drinking in her sexy legs. I couldn't wait to get between them and have them wrapped around my neck while I attacked that pussy of hers. My mouth was watering just thinking about it.

"Oh, I am! I’m beyond fuckinglivid, but not at you," she muttered. Her eyes were darting everywhere except at me.

"You're angry that Tony agreed to this?"

"I'm more pissed that it was decided on the roll of some dice," she replied, crossing her arms. Did she realize how amazing her chest looked when she did that? I tried so hard not to stare at her gorgeous tits, but failed miserably.

"You can say no, you know. I would completely understand. This is your choice, Trixie. I would never make you do anything you didn’t want to."

"Tony fucks around on me all the time. Why should he be the one to have all the fun? Besides, this is the only chance I’ll ever get with you." Sweet fucking Jesus Christ...she stood there and licked her lips as her eyes roamed up and down my body. She was totally eye fucking me. "I have to admit...you are one hot piece of ass." My cock was instantly hard, and I needed to tell him to stay the fuck down before he ripped through my slacks. The fact that Trixie was quoting me, using my own words against me...well that certainly didn’t help. She was such a fucking tease.

"I've been thinking the same thing about you for two years, Trixie."

"Yeah, I gathered that from how often you’ve asked if you could fuck me," she giggled.

"So...where are we going to do this? Your place?"

"Sure, if you're okay with that. I mean, if you want to get a hotel or something, we can..."

Her laughter had my words trailing off. "Your place is fine. Tony is away this weekend, and I thought it might be better to do this while he’s out of town." Shit, that was only three days away. Three motherfucking days!

"I'll send a car for you at seven on Friday, then," I replied, finishing my cigarette and discarding it on the ground. I couldn't stay out there with her for too long or people might start talking. The fucking women at the club didn’t know how to keep their goddamn mouths shut about anything!

"I’m looking forward to it." Without any warning, Trixie took a few steps closer to me, and I could feel her chest against mine as she placed her hands on my shoulders. "I hope you fuck as well as I imagine you do," she purred seductively. Fuck, I almost came in my pants right then.

"You’ll just have to wait until Friday to find out, won’t you?" I smirked, running my hands into her hair. Holy shit, it was so smooth and silky.

"Until Friday, then, Ryan." She chuckled as my lips got a little too close to hers. I felt as if I had vertigo when she moved away from me. "Do you have any requests about what you'd like me to wear for the weekend?"

"It doesn’t fucking matter what you wear. I don't intend for you to be wearinganythingfor long once I get you into my bed," I teased, giving her my panty dropping smile. Fuck me! I heard her gasp quietly and realized that it might have actually worked that time.

"I have work to do," she replied, looking a little flustered as she rushed away. Somehow, I had gotten her worked up and she wasn't even naked yet. Maybe she wasn’t as immune to my powers as I once thought.

I wandered back into the club a few minutes later. When I scanned the room, I saw that Trixie was already working the pole. Fuck, she was incredible. Every man in the club had his eyes on her.

"It's just aweekend, motherfucker!" Tony snarled in my ear. "Don't get any fucking ideas. Trixie is and always will bemine."

"I'm aware of that, asshole, but a deal is a deal. You need to relax."

"Hopefully she'll start talking to me again afterward." I don’t think he meant to say that aloud, but my ears perked up.

"She's not talking to you?" I had to rein in my amusement. I knew that with the way Tony was tonight, it might start a fight if I laughed. The dumb fuck was still getting over his gunshot wound and was pissed that he had a limp.

"I've never seen her so angry before."

"That happens when you offer her as collateral for a damn bet." Fuck, I shouldn't have said that because even the smallest thing could set him off. Surprisingly, though, Tony glared in my direction before limping off through the crowd. He needed help with his anger problem. I was getting sick of his attitude.

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