Page 11 of Falling for Her Protector

I swing my gaze in that direction and feel my eyes roll. Jesus, fucking, Christ. What the fuck is Jess doing back here again? Of course, she catches me looking and flashes a grin. She steps up beside the table just as Alice returns with a full glass for me.

“What’s this? You have waitresses now? How cute...” Jess glares at Alice.

“Jess, retract the fucking claws. What are you even doing here?” I ask, taking the glass from Alice’s hand and patting my leg for her to take her seat again. Her eyes widen and I nod, letting her know it’s what I want. She slowly lowers her body back to my leg and both she and Jess look like they’re ready to claw each other’s eyes out.

“Girls...girls... You know, there’s plenty of me for both of you,” I smirk, hearing my boys chuckle around the table.

“Fuck no,” Jess is quick to reject my offer. “I don’t do girls, and I don’t fucking share,” she adds. The one in my lap decides to stay quiet.

“God damn,” Stone’s voice grabs my attention. “Hey, Pres. Are you hard set on those rules about the new girl?” he asks and I turn to follow his path of vision, along with all the other guys around the table.

Vanessa is dancing in the crowd.

God damn.

Her curves in those tight jeans, and the way she’s moving her hips would have any guy in here at full attention. The tank top is creeping up, giving the slightest glimpse of her smooth skin hidden beneath. God damn, she’s a fucking vision.

“I said, she’s off limits,” I throw a rough response back to Stone.

“Well, fuck. I guess I’ll just have to enjoy watching,” he laughs, and I feel my whole body tense as my hands tighten into fists. I don’t like the idea of him looking either.

My eyes are still locked on her moving body, unable to look away. She stops, using her hand to fan her face as she says something to Lacey before turning and walking out of the crowd, towards the hallway. There’s only one place she could be going in that direction. I lift my glass from the table and tip it back, finishing off the contents in one large swallow.

“Sugar, go sit with my friend, Stone. I think maybe he needs a little company,” I say to Alice and she shifts easily from my lap into his. She doesn’t really care which of us she’s with, just as long as we have the leather and a patch. Jess flashes a bright grin, thinking she’s won as I stand from my seat.

“Jess, you have a boyfriend and I’m really fucking tired of playing this game with you. Just go home,” I say before turning to walk away. I’m not waiting around to listen to whatever bitchy response she’s preparing.

The crowd parts for me, allowing me to pass through easily. Mikey catches my eye. He leans back against the bar and cocks an eyebrow; he already knows what I’m after.

“Careful, Pres.,” he warns as I walk by.

“Mind your fucking business,” I throw back, staying steady on my path. I know Lacey is watching me too, but I don’t look in her direction or stop. I’m not giving her the satisfaction.

Stepping into the darkened hallway, I know the party is still raging behind me, but my own heartbeat thumps loudly in my ears drowning out the sound. I push out a deep breath as I approach the bathroom door. My hands lift to grip the doorframe as I wait.

Her head is down as she pulls the door open, and I can’t help but grin and release a low chuckle when she walks right into my chest.

“Shit! I’m sorry,” she offers, taking a quick step back. Her eyes lift and I flash a smile. She’s apologizing, but I’m clearly blocking her path.

“Xavier?” she questions. “Is everything okay?”

“Are you having fun,” I ask.

“Uh...yeah,” she gives me a half smile.

“Good. I’ve been having some fun too,” I tell her as I drop my mouth close to her ear. “I liked watching you dance out there,” I lower my voice and her skin flushes a deep pink, spreading down her neck and chest. My eyes drop to her spilling cleavage. God fucking damn...

I inch closer and she steps backward into the bathroom, giving me just enough room to step inside with her. I close the door behind me and flip the lock. She takes another step back, until she’s resting against the wall. I close the distance, lifting my palms to the wall, caging her in and her breath catches. I swallow hard, knowing my next move is a big fucking risk.

I lower my head and cover her mouth, feeling her soft full lips move with mine. Her lips part and I push my tongue through, exploring her sweet warmth. Her breath comes out in a faint moan, filling my mouth and encouraging me to kiss her deeper. I let one of my hands move away from the wall, dropping it to hold her hip for a second before settling on her lower back. I pull her into me, feeling the curve of her body as it melts into mine and my cock strains against my jeans.

I break our connection, releasing her. Her chest heaves under my gaze. A single kiss has left us both breathless.

“Damn, girl. You are too fucking sweet. I wonder if all your tight warm places are as sweet as this mouth?” I whisper, running my thumb over her plump bottom lip. “I might just have to put you over my shoulder and take you to my room to find out.”

Her eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat when her hand moves to the front of my jeans, gently cupping my excitement. Shit. What am I doing?

“Fuck...we can’t,” I growl in frustration. I let myself go too far. As good as she feels, this was a mistake. “God dammit,” I fume, pushing off the wall and swinging back around. I quickly unlock the door and step back into the hallway, stomping a path towards my bedroom. I need to be alone.

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