Page 63 of Dirty Martini
“He’s mine,” I grunt, crossing my arms over my chest, daring either of them to say something.
Britt’s eyes widen, but it’s Skylar’s reaction that almost has the entire bar turning in our direction.
“Yes!” he screams. Grabbing onto my shoulders, he tries to force me to jump with him. “Bless possessive hotties and their bisexual curiosity!”
“Jesus,” I snort, gently tugging myself away. “You’re kind of creeping me out.”
He shakes his head with a damn near manic laugh. “Don’t care. My wish upon the star came true and now Cass owes me a foot rub.”
Britt scoffs with a roll of her eyes. “As if he wouldn’t if you just asked.”
“It’s more fun this way,” he says with a cheeky smile. “Victory foot rubs just hit differently.”
Ignoring him, Britt turns back to me, but she doesn’t seem as excited as Skylar. “Have you thought this through?”
I wrinkle my nose. “What do you mean?”
“Fucking genius,” she mutters under her breath as she shakes her head. “Elton, dumbass. Have you thought about what your codependent bestie is going to say when he finds out you’re hooking up with his little brother?”
I drop my arms, my throat suddenly dry. It’s not that I haven’t thought of Elton; I’ve just pushed it to the side. He’s still in Valencia for another month, so it’s seemed like such a faraway problem. Like I said, Everest and I are… Well, I don’t know what I would tell Elton besides‘I really like your brother and not just for his tight ass.’Until I can come to terms with my own feelingsabout this, I don’t care to include Elton in the equation, even though that’s always what I’ve done.
I open my mouth to dodge the question until a sexy as fuck voice cuts me off. “Hello, bartender. I’d like it Bareback, please.”
I completely turn away from Britt and Skylar, focusing all my attention on the man on the other side of the bar. Everest is beautifully flushed pink with his hair slightly matted and sweat on his bare chest. Fuck, if that doesn’t do it for me.
“That depends,” I say with a smirk, placing both hands on the bar as I lean toward him, my lips hovering above his so I can smell his pine aftershave. “Do you think you could take it?”
“Get a room,” Britt mutters as she walks away.
Skylar, on the other hand, likes the front-row seat. “You two are so hot. I want to make dirty chibis for the two of you.”
I don’t know what the fuck chibis are, nor do I care, because I’m too overwhelmed with Everest and how fucking delicious he looks right now. Carefree, confident, and sexy as hell. He laces his fingers through mine, cocking his head to the side like a tease. “What if I want that big cock to tear me in half? What if I’machingfor it?”
I bite down hard on my bottom lip, suddenly pissed as hell that I’m working and not locked in my room with him. Unless…
I glance over my shoulder, seeing that Britt and Skylar have the customers handled. There aren’t many to begin with, and I am due for a break…
With lightning speed, I’m biting down on his bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth and letting it go with a pop. “There’s a backroom behind the stage. Be there with your pants around your ankles and your ass out in five minutes.”
His green eyes widen, but there’s excitement flickering in them. He chews the inside of his cheek, glancing around at all the people in the club, and his hands tighten around mine. “Really?”
“What? You scared, baby?” I tease. “I thought you wereachingfor me.”
“I’m not scared,” he snaps, fiery as hell and turning me on even more. He yanks his hands back with an almost irritated determination. “Five minutes.”
“Five minutes,” I say, blowing him a kiss as he stalks away. I shake my head with a chuckle. “Fucking Everest.” I go to hop over the bar divider but stop short when I realize something. “Shit.”
“Need one of these?”
I can’t find it in me to be mad at Britt, who’s standing in front of me, playfully waving a foil packet in the air. “Why are you carrying around condoms?”
“The question is, why aren’t you?” She goes to hand me the packet but snatches it away quickly with a shit-eating grin. “Hope it’s the right size.”
“Oh, fuck off,” I laugh, yanking it from her hand. “Thanks for looking out.”
“My pleasure, just don’t tell Skylar. He’ll be distracted all shift if he knew you and Everest were about to?—”
“Better left unsaid then,” I joke, kissing her cheek. “Be back in fifteen.”
