Sweet Temptation (3 page)

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Skylar was feeling good dancing with her friend. She hadn’t drank this much in a long time, but who cared. She was having fun and loving it. Skylar and Chantal were dancing with their pool cues, moving up and down, grinding their bodies on them, and swaying their hips to the music. She would never do it in public, but she was buzzing from the alcohol. Realizing people were watching them; they laughed, stopped what they were doing and went back to their game.

After several games of pool and a lot more drinking, Skylar looked around the bar and noticed that there was definitely a lot more people here. It had started to get a bit crowded, and it took longer to get to the bar and back. Waiting for her turn, she watched Chantal sink three balls, leaving four for Skylar. All the tables were packed near their pool table, and three of them were full of guys. As Chantal lined up her next shot, she went to their table to have a drink. Skylar turned and ran into a hard chest.

“Hi. What’s a gorgeous girl like you doing here with no man, hmmm?
”
the guy asked her.

Glancing up, there were two more with him, one on each side, crowding her into the corner near their table.

“I don’t need a man to have a good time. I can do that all by myself,” she replied angrily.

Why do guys always say that every female needs a man? God, women have been doing their own thing for centuries. She hated it when men said that. She realized that the guys were moving closer towards her and she started to feel claustrophobic. She looked around for Chantal, but couldn’t see with the guys surrounding her.

“Baby, I can show you a good time, you won’t have to do it yourself. Maybe we all can. What do you say to that?”

The main guy who was doing all the talking wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her so close that her hands were pushed against his chest. The other two were on each side, smiling at her.

“Get your hands off me. I’m not interested, you would know if I was, and trust me I’m not. So let go of me,
now
.”

Skylar struggled in his grip and tried to pull away, but that only made him more determined, tightening his grip on her and pulling her closer. Bringing his mouth close to her ear he whispered, “Well sweetheart, that’s a shame. I watched you work that pool cue earlier and I’ll tell you what… Every male in here that watched you and your friend, all are hard. Trust me; they all want to fuck you after that performance, sweetie. I know you want it, otherwise you wouldn’t have done it at all.” He ran his tongue over her ear sending a shiver through her system, and not in a good way. She tried again to pull away, but he was a lot stronger than her and started to kiss down her neck.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Thank God! She was wondering where Chantal had been and was really glad she was here now. Chantal grabbed the guy’s arm to free Skylar, but it only made it worse.

“Fuck off, Sweetie. She’s with me,” the guy growled.

“Well sorry to burst your bubble dickhead, but she’s with me.”

Chantal had balls, but after saying that, the look on all the guys’ faces wasn’t the reaction she was after. One of the guys came up, wrapping his arm around Chantal’s shoulder and said, “Well, that’s fine with us, beautiful. We can watch you fuck her or the other way around, but either way she is coming with us.”

That just pissed her off even more. “Well, that was the wrong thing to say.” Chantal smiled at that and looked at the bar.

* * *

Nate and Dom were chatting to Joey when someone yelled his name from across the bar. “
Dominic
.” They both turned, trying to figure out where it came from. Their eyes both landed on where the girls were. Catching Chantal’s look, he knew something was up.

“Well, it looks like I’m up playing boyfriend, who is about to knock some dickhead for touching my girl, you up bro?” he said to Nate, who was already crossing the room towards them. Dom caught up with him before he got there.

Dom grabbed Chantal from the guy that had her and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Hey, baby, are you all right?” He kissed the top of her head with a smile then looked over to the others. “And what do you think you’re doing with your hands on my girl?” he said to the smart ass that held her. The guy was shaking his head and backing away from them.

Nate walked over and grabbed the guy that was holding Skylar. She was scared, tears streaming down her face. That pissed him off, what male in their right mind would make a woman cry? He couldn’t stand it when a woman cried, especially Skylar. He wanted to kill the guy for doing it. “Fuck off dude, she’s with me,” the stranger told Nate.

Like hell she was
, he thought. He ripped his arm off of her and bent it around his back, making the guy cry out. “She’s mine,” Nate growled. He pushed him towards his mates and went up to Skylar. “Did he hurt you?” Nate said with concern in his voice.

Skylar looked up at him. He was worried about her. Wrapping her arms around herself, she shook her head. More tears ran down her cheeks. Nate groaned. He lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes, then slowly lowered his mouth to hers. She sucked in a breath as soon as his lips touched hers; he was gentle and sweet. She wanted to throw her arms around his neck and wrap her legs around his waist and deepen the kiss, but he ended it and pulled away slowly. Once she got her breathing under control, she realized that all guys only wanted one thing; they only thought with their cocks and nothing else. Nate was a large, strong guy and that scared her. She started to shake and looked around; she needed to get away from him. There was a gap, so she made a move and ran straight to the ladies’ room where she knew she would be safe.

Nate stood there shocked; he couldn’t move as he watched Skylar look around and make a run for it to the toilets. He noticed she wasn’t okay. He started to move away from Dom and Chantal, but someone grabbed his arm to stop him. “Let her go, Nate. It will only make it worse if you go after her, she’s scared and I need to get her home,” Chantal told him, with a sad smile.

He knew something was up. “What did those fuckers do to her?” he growled, noticing she was worried about her, too.

“Those idiots just scared her a bit. Plus she doesn’t like big crowds of people especially if they are surrounding her. I’ll get her and take her home.” Before he could ask anything more she was on her way to Skylar.

He looked at Dom, “What the hell happened?” Dom shrugged his shoulders at that. Well, he’d make Chantal talk. If not, he was going straight to the main source. Turning around and checking to see that the wankers had left, they made their way back to the bar for a well-needed drink.

* * *

Skylar ran into the ladies’ room and locked the main door so no one else would come in. Leaning against the sink, she turned on the tap and splashed water on her flushed face in an attempt to cool herself down.

Why do men always manhandle females? She hated that she really couldn’t do anything to help herself. Skylar didn’t want to think about that. She thought about the kiss Nate gave her. God, he felt good, she hadn’t let anyone get that close in two years. She didn’t want to think of the reason why, she only wanted to think of Nate.

He looked like a Greek god; a body to die for, a smile and voice that made her knees weak. She wanted to strip him then and there and tell him to take her on the pool table. What was she thinking? She had never had a one-night stand, nor had a guy like that before. She didn’t want to think about anything else right now, so she unlocked the main door and went into one of the bathroom stalls. She started to feel dizzy; she leaned down over the toilet and remembered she had a lot to drink and really nothing to eat beforehand. She wanted to go home, climb into bed and sleep for a week.

Skylar threw up twice before Chantal came in looking for her, “Skylar, you all right, sweetie? Open the door, I’ll come in,” she said, lightly tapping on the door. She should have known she would throw up as she wasn’t a big drinker.

Skylar reached over and unlocked the door so she could come in. Chantal sat down beside her and placed a wet napkin on her forehead, trying to cool her down. She held Skylar’s hair when she threw up again. “I want to go home, I don’t feel well.”

“I know.” Chantal wrapped her arms around her from behind and gave her a hug. After a little bit, Skylar wasn’t moving and Chantal looked down and noticed that she had passed out. Chantal got her phone out and texted Joey to see if he could come in and help her with Skylar.

* * *

Joey was serving four people at once when his phone beeped. Grabbing it to see what it said, he frowned and looked up at Dom.

“What’s wrong?” Dom said.

“Chantal just sent me a text; she wants help with Skylar.”

“What’s wrong, where is she?” Nate said as he stood up.

“Calm down. Chantal just needs help with Skylar. She’s passed out in the ladies’ room and wants to get her home.”

Pulling his anger in, “We’ll go and help. You’re busy here.”

Both Dom and Nate got up and headed towards the bathroom. Dom grabbed an Out of Service sign, put it in front of the door and went in. “Chantal,” Dom said once they were in the bathroom.

Chantal opened the cubicle door slowly. “Did Joey send you in here? Is he busy?” she asked.

“Where is she, Chantal?” Nate came out from behind Dom.

“Sky’s in here, she had too much to drink and passed out. I need to get her home. Can you help, Nate?” she answered with pleading eyes, but she didn’t have to, he would do anything for Skylar.
Where the hell did that thought come from?

He waited for Chantal to come out so he could get in the bathroom stall. There was no way all three of them could fit in there at the same time. Once she was out, he moved in, bent down and lifted Skylar up off the ground to his chest.

“I’ll take her home in Dom’s truck, you can follow.” Nate moved out the door before Chantal could stop him.

Skylar snuggled closer to his chest, leaning her head against his heart. He nearly lost his balance by the move. She felt good where she was and he tightened his grip on her. Walking out the back, he made a beeline for Dom’s truck. He opened the passenger side door, laid her down, and walked around to jump in the driver’s side. Once in, he moved her closer to him and laid her head on his thigh. Starting the truck, he reversed out and headed for home.

Halfway there Skylar started to shake. He placed his hand on her shoulder and rubbed slowly. She moved in closer to him and placed her hand on his thigh, rubbing there for only a minute, then moved it under her head and calmed down. His left hand stilled on her shoulder. He noticed that her breathing went back to normal, and she had fallen back to sleep. When she rubbed his leg he wanted her to go higher; God, he was hard as steel, but even worse, her hand was now only inches away from where he wanted it most. He had to get himself under control; he wanted her fully alert and responsive to him in every way when he took her for the first time.

He pulled up in his driveway, got out of the truck and lifted Skylar, tucking her to his chest. He walked up the stairs to her door, unlocked it with the key Chantal gave him, and went inside to the main bedroom. He placed her on the bed, and removed her boots. Thinking she wouldn’t sleep in what she was wearing, he carefully removed her jeans and top leaving her in her bra and thong. That was the wrong thing to do; he was standing there breathing hard at the sight of her lying on her bed in a black lacy bra and thong. The sight was killing him. All he wanted to do was make love to her with his mouth. He wanted those pink nipples in his mouth, rolling his tongue around them, making her squirm…moving slowly down her body and removing the small amount of lace that covered her pussy. God, he wanted to taste her.

Shaking his head, he had to get away from her before he did something he would regret. He lifted her to place the sheet that she was lying on over her body and then watched her cuddle up to her pillow and fall into a deeper sleep.

He stood there for a while just watching her sleep, when he heard Chantal’s car arrive. He exited from her room, quietly half closing the door. He went out to meet Chantal and Dom at the door. “I put her in the main bedroom, she’s sound asleep,” Nate said.