There wasn’t anyone else in the world that would cause that many bargoers to rubber neck. As if on cue, Lex’s head popped out in a clearing down on the main floor as she searched the busy bar for us.
As if she could feel my eyes on her, she glanced up and the second her dark eyes found mine, my cock stirred from the electricity in the stare from fifty feet away.
“Jesus fuck.” Knox groaned, sliding up next to me to catch a glimpse of her as she walked around the dance floor, grabbing everyone’s attention, before disappearing into the stairwell that would bring her to the second floor. “I’m already hard.”
Hannah slid her hand into mine and I looked down at her, giving the woman of my dreams my full attention, even as I felt Lex’s presence as she got closer.
“Just say the word and we don’t have to do this.” Hannah said, squeezing my hand as she stared up at me with hesitation. “You gave me more than enough last night, Brody. I know this isn’t the easiest thing for you—”
“Look who showed up after all,” Knox interrupted my reply as we all looked over to Lex approaching the pool table in the corner that we occupied. “Glad you did.”
Lex hitched her hip against the table and crossed her arms under her big ass tits as she tipped her head to the side, giving him one of her deep dimple grins that made it hard for me to think straight. “I like to make an entrance.”
“I like your entrance.” He nodded, making a show of taking in her over the top outfit as Hannah clung to me.
Lex was wearing a black and white baseball shirt, which had a rip down the front to where her bra clasped, allowing a bit of red lace to peek out over the jagged frayed edges. It reminded me of the dress from last night. The feminine lace contrasted the sharp edges of her personality and style, leaving me aching to tear it from her body. The chest piece she had tattooed from her jaw down was on full display with her shirt open that far and I spent way too much time admiring the way it covered the skin between her tits. Her black cutoff jean shorts had chains hanging from her back pocket to the front and her wide fish net stockings clung to her thick thighs all the way down to those chunky black combat boots she wore the day I first met her on the side of the road.
The ones I had scoffed at in judgment. Since then, I’d had two dreams of her with her legs pinned to her chest, wearing nothing but those boots.
And both times in those fantasies, Hannah had been riding her face as I fucked Lex like I hated her.
Which I did.
That didn’t mean I didn’t want to fuck the daylights out of her, though.
“Hey.” Hannah gave her a timid smile and a quick wave as her hesitation made it awkward.
But Lex didn’t hold it against her, “Hey, pretty girl.” Lex nodded to Hannah’s outfit. “I love your boots.”
“Thanks,” Hannah giggled lightly, relaxing a little as Lex didn’t let her hesitation fester. “I like yours.”
I scoffed and rolled my eyes, “You wouldn’t even be able to lift your legs if you wore those things.” I flicked my eyes down to the offensive things and caught the way Lex’s eyes tightened slightly.
“Glad to see you’re as grumpy as ever.” She blew me off and turned to Knox. “Thanks for the invite.”
“No problem.” He shrugged, sitting on the edge of a barstool, and holding a pool stick between his legs like he wasn’t as anxious as Hannah. “Figured maybe you were doing the honorable thing and giving us the chance to make the first move.”
Lex’s dimples deepened. “Is that what you thought I was doing?” She looked back over at Hannah and licked her lips suggestively, “Interesting.”
“What were you doing, then?” Hannah asked, stepping forward to lean against the table, cutting the distance between me and the other woman. I didn’t let the gap bristle at my nerves like it should have. Because in reality, I wanted Hannah to be comfortable around Lex, but more than anything, I wanted Lex to welcome Hannah warmly, without reluctance or reservation.
I needed Hannah to understand how downright irresistible she was, and that she was the prize in the situation.
Lex tilted her head to the side like a psychopathic chucky doll as she took a couple of seductive steps toward Hannah. “I deliberately gave you space and time, hoping that your thoughts of me would grow until you couldn’t resist seeing me again. I couldn’t take the chance of reaching out and you letting your reservations talk you out of this. So, I needed to wait until you couldn’t resist.”
“Well, that took all of five minutes after you left last night.” Hannah sighed, opening herself up for the woman in ways I’d never seen before. “I thought maybe you didn’t enjoy yourself.”
“Hannah, Hannah, Hannah.” Lex tsked her tongue and took one last step forward until their bodies were just barely touching. “You have no idea how many times I’ve played with myself since leaving that room last night, thinking about how fucking good it was with you.” Hannah whimpered softly and my body tightened painfully as Lex grinned at her. “Kiss me hello, Hannah.”
I watched as Hannah glanced around the busy bar briefly before throwing caution to the wind. She leaned in and pressed her lips to Lex’s, and from my perfect vantage point, I got to see the way her body melted into her touch as Lex tilted her head and deepened it.
“I’m a goner.” Knox grunted, shaking his head as he stared at them. “I need more.”
The girls pulled back and Lex grinned over at him as she slid her free hand around Hannah’s waist, pressing their hips together.
It was incredible watching Hannah giving herself so freely to Lex in ways she had never done with anyone besides Knox and I. We were used to a certain amount of creepy people watching us when we were out together as a throuple, but after so many years, it stopped catching our attention at all.
However, it was daring to kiss a woman, while the two of us watched after them with longing, especially a woman as unconventional as Lex.
But maybe our good girl wanted to be bad for a while.
And I was more than happy to let her test that theory as long as I got to watch.
“Do you want to play some pool?” Hannah asked Lex.
“I could be tempted,” Lex smirked, hinting at a double meaning. However, before she explained what kind of temptation would be required to get her to play, she looked over at me and assessed my capabilities. “Think you can hulk your way through the crowd so I can get to the bar for a drink?”
It wasn’t what I was expecting her to say, and I hated being caught off guard. “I can get you a drink, what do you want?”
“I’ll get it.” She slid her hand off Hannah’s hip and quickly gave her a peck on the lips before walking backward toward the staircase she just came up. “Could just use your help to get through.”
I didn’t make her ask twice, considering I knew Alexi Donovan didn’t ask for help often. And she hated asking me for anything even more. I nodded to Knox, “Keep an eye on our girl.”
“Always.” He smirked, looking off after Lex as she started walking down the stairs without waiting to see if I was following. She was the most stubborn woman in the world.
“I’ll be right back.” I leaned down to kiss Hannah, and she surprised me when she slid her hands around the back of my head and held me to her, deepening the kiss unsarcastically. “Don’t let her rattle you.” She smiled up at me after dropping back down onto the flat of her feet. “I don’t know what her plan is completely, but something tells me she’s going to push your buttons.”
“Wouldn’t surprise me if she did.” I grinned and then walked off after the illusive woman.
