Styx (Walk Of Shame 2nd Generation #2) (9 page)

“These fucking men of
Walk Of Shame
,” Sage says with a smile. “Gotta love them all here.”

My mind is still lost on what Onyx said before Kage came over.

“So should I feel special then?”

“You are,” Sage says. “Styx doesn’t just let
anyone
in. He seems to stick to himself.”

My eyes seek him out in the crowd and lock on him once I find him grinding the stage and working it so damn good that even
I’m
sweating and completely turned on.

I don’t even realize that I’m fanning myself off, until Sage laughs from beside me. “The boys know how to work it and they only seem to get
hotter
with each show.”

Onyx grabs my hand and pulls it into her lap, while pointing across the room at a tall guy with long, dark hair, covered in tattoos. “That sexy as sin man over there is my husband Hemy. Trust me. Things only get better once they claim you as their own. What these girls get here at the club is just a glimpse into what these men can bring in the bedroom.” She smiles. “Or the back of the club, pool, motorcycle or a friend’s garage . . . wherever they want to take you.”

My eyes widen as Hemy grabs the back of some girl’s head and begins fucking her face. “And you’re okay with that?”

Both the girls laugh, but it’s Sage that speaks.

“When these men love, they love with everything in them. I have a feeling that Styx will do just the same. What they do here in the club won’t even matter once you get to feel what they bring you both emotionally and physically outside of the club.”

I sip my drink and bring my eyes back to Styx just in time to see him throw his pants off the stage and slide his hands into the front of his boxer briefs.

“I’ve already seen what that man can do outside of the club,” I say mostly to myself. “I still haven’t come down from that high.”

Onyx finally releases my hand and smiles as Hemy walks up the steps to where we are. “That’s just the beginning, babe.”

The way Hemy straddles her lap and grinds against her has my body heating up. It’s as if he’s fucking her right here next to me and they don’t give two shits about who’s watching them get off.

These men are too much to handle.

Holy fuck . . .

Styx

I CAN’T CONCENTRATE FOR SHIT, knowing that Meadow is here to see me. All it makes me want to do is spend all my fucking time on her.

If it weren’t for the bachelorette party that Cale told me to focus on, I’d be over there right now, straddling her lap and whispering in her ear about just how damn beautiful she is and how I haven’t stopped thinking about her since I left her house tonight.

My head has been all messed up since the moment I laid eyes on her at the gym and saw that there was something more to her than just a woman that wants to jump on my dick and take me for a test ride.

The way she looked at me, while I was buried between her thighs earlier, only confirmed that for me.

She’s different than the rest.

Hands grab at me, pulling me in every direction, but I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from Meadow sitting with the girls, talking and looking as if she’s enjoying herself.

Every once in a while, when our eyes meet, she winks, letting me know that she’s here for me.

“Fuck this,” I growl out, unable to stay away anymore. My hands need to be on her fucking body.

I fight my way through the crowd of screaming women, not stopping until I have Meadow in my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I hold her up by her ass.

“I can’t think straight with you in the same damn room.” I run my mouth up her neck, stopping under her ear. “Do you know that? You’re the only one that seems to matter when you’re in the room. I would walk out right now just to spend time with you.”

She grips my hair and pulls my head back to look me in the eyes. “I’ll be here when you’re done. I’m not going
anywhere.
” Her lips curl into a smile. “I love watching you out there and I’m thinking I’d like to spend some time with you when you’re done.”

“Well, shit,” I say with a grin. “Maybe I will just leave now. Take you back to my place and fuck you until you can’t move.”

I go to walk away, ready to carry Meadow out of here, but Hemy grabs my arm and stops me. “Your ass isn’t going anywhere, fuck-tard.” He looks around. “Not for a long fucking time. I’d like to take my woman home and bury myself between her fucking thighs too, but we have a job to do first.”

Meadow brushes her lips over mine, when I don’t make a move to release her. “Go,” she whispers, before pulling my bottom lip into her mouth and then releasing it. “You’re worth the wait.”

Her words cause my heart to pound fast in my chest and before I know it, I’m carrying her through the crowd and grabbing a chair that Kash slides my way.

Forgetting that anyone else is in the room, I lower Meadow to the chair and straddle her lap, moving my hips to the slow rhythm.

My hands reach out to wrap into her soft hair and my lips are on hers without hesitation, showing the whole room that she’s with me.

Any of these other fuckers in the room even think about touching her, I’ll rip their throats out. Kage has barely taken his eyes off her since she walked into the room and I sent him to bring her a drink.

I’ll fuck that giant motherfucker up if he lays one finger on her.

When I break away from the kiss, and pull Meadow to her feet, Kash walks over, half-naked, and presses his body behind her, picking her up so that her legs are around my shoulders.

Then he pulls her backwards so that she’s hanging from my shoulders. The women go crazy as he takes her hands and runs them down his body, stopping above his dick.

I know what he’s doing, because it was our plan to treat a woman to this, but I wasn’t expecting it to be Meadow.

But knowing that her hands are running down his hard, sweaty body, has my blood boiling right now. It only gets worse when he grabs the back of her head and grinds his cock in her face.

It’s the first time in my life that I’ve known what jealously feels like and it’s a shitty fucking feeling.

I feel Meadow stiffen around my neck and grip my legs as if she wants me to pull her back up, so I back away from Kash and pull her back to me.

With my heart racing, I lower to my knees and lay her on the ground, before pinning her body beneath mine.

I grip her thigh with one hand, lifting it up so that I can push myself between her legs and line my cock up with the heat between her legs.

Her eyes meet mine the whole time and it’s almost as if the whole fucking room silences as I move my body against her to the slow beat.

It’s not until Kash yells my name, that I come out of my head and run my hands through my wet hair.

I have no idea what the hell I’m doing right now, but I can tell that getting through the rest of this night is going to be harder than I imagined.

Grunting, I pick Meadow up, holding her close as I walk her through the crowd again and back over to the VIP section.

Both Onyx and Sage watch me with huge smiles as I lower Meadow to her feet and grab her hand, walking her over to sit back down in between them.

“Keep her safe for me. And tell Kage to keep his fucking eyes and dick in check.”

Onyx grins and wraps her arm up in Meadow’s. Hell, I might even have to worry about her ass trying to get close to my girl. “Oh, I’ll keep her safe and comfortable next to me. No one with a dick will touch her.” She winks, messing with me.

If she wasn’t Hemy’s girl, that fucker would kill me for even thinking it, I’d maybe even let her touch her as I watched.

‘Cause I know after my cock, there’s no way she’d want pussy over what I bring her in the bedroom.

But damn, if I don’t want anyone touching her. Even Onyx.

Fuck . . . I need this night to be over.

Meadow

AFTER STYX GOT PULLED AWAY by Kash, he barely got another chance to come over to me.

I could see the exhaustion and need in his eyes, every time he looked over at me and all I could think about was doing something to make him feel good and let him know that I want to be close to him just as bad.

A part of me feels this need to let him know that I’m here for him and that someone else can take care of things for a while.

After the story he told me about his father, I get a feeling that he’s spent a lot of his life taking care of others more than himself. He just carries so much on his shoulders and I can feel it.

“I’m going to find Styx.”

Sage smiles and pulls me in close. “Check the showers. I have a feeling that you might find him in there. Just a little tip.”

Onyx gives me a slap on the ass and winks at me. “Get it, girl and fuck the haters on the way.”

Fixing my jeans, I walk through the crowd, holding my head up high, when I feel eyes on me from all around.

Most of the women whisper shit, giving me looks as if they’re judging me because of Styx’s little display of affection toward me.

Well I say . . . fuck it. Onyx is right.

Walking faster, I search around me, stopping to ask one of the security guards where the showers are. He’s so preoccupied with some chick, that he just nods his head toward the end of the hall and goes back to sucking on her neck.

“Thanks,” I say to myself with a small smile.

Pushing the door open, I walk around to the showers to see Styx, standing there completely naked, dripping with water.

He looks rushed as if he has somewhere to be.

My eyes trail down his perfect, round, ass, watching the muscles in his legs flex as he pulls his jeans up.

“You should keep them off.” I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his wet body, before gripping the top of his jeans and tugging them down a bit. “They’re just about as wet as I am right now.”

His muscles flex beneath my fingers as he takes in a deep breath and releases it. “I wanted to catch you before you left.”

I kiss his back, while gripping his jeans harder, pulling them back down his thick thighs. All I can think about right now is worshiping this beautiful as sin body. “I told you I wasn’t going anywhere.”

Rotating his shoulders, he cracks his neck and then slowly turns around to face me, completely naked, looking so damn beautiful and perfect that it’s breathtaking.

His eyes lock on mine as he kicks his jeans away and watches me, waiting for what I’m going to do next.

Swallowing, I pull my eyes away from his and walk into the open shower stall, undressing and kicking my clothes out for Styx to see.

The water barely turns on, before Styx appears in the doorway, watching with intense eyes. “Does being here make you feel dirty?”

I shake my head and reach out for his hand, pulling him into the water. “No. I don’t think you got the shower you deserved after such a hard night’s work. Let me take care of you.”

Closing his eyes, he leans his head back and places his hands against the shower wall as I gently run my hands over his shoulders and then down his back.

“Fuck, your hands feel perfect on me.”

I press my lips against his back as I reach for the soap and trail it over his tight muscles.

I’ve never showered with a man before and I have to admit that I’m extremely turned on, but . . . I want to let Styx know that this moment is more than that.

With soap, I work my way down his body, massaging his muscled legs with my hands.

He lets out a small moan of appreciation, leaning his head down into the water and just taking a moment to relax and enjoy the feel of my hands on him.

Holy hell, I’m enjoying it just as much.

“Turn around,” I say in almost a whisper.

Taking his hands away from the wall, he turns around and faces me, his eyes admiring my body as I focus on cleaning his tattooed chest, before moving down to his abdomen.

“You don’t have to do this, Meadow.” He grips my hair tightly as I move down to his erection, moving my soapy hands over it. “I should be doing this for you.”

“I haven’t spent the whole night working hard. A woman shouldn’t be the only one to be catered to. Hard working men deserve it just as much.” I place my hand on his stomach and back him up against the shower wall. “Now close your eyes and enjoy.”