Page 7 of Pushing Styxx
Once the lights go off the woman, and she disappears, I slowly blink and look around to my brothers. Even the ones who have ol’ ladies had been consumed by the dance that woman just gave us all.
Harvester chuckles and turns his attention to us. “And that right there is why she’s dubbed Temptation.”
“She’s more than fuckin’ temptation,” Azrael grunts, shifting in his seat.
“I think after that, I’m heading back to the clubhouse and fuckin’ my woman,” Tombstone mutters.
“It wasn’t even the woman herself, it was the way she moved that got me,” Scythe adds, looking to me.
“It was the woman.” Why the fuck did I say that?
The woman herself was all that dance, and I want nothing more than to find her and bend her over my knees to feelthat flesh of her sweet ass in my hands. I wanted my prints to brighten her ass cheeks. I wanted her pussy clenching around my fingers and my cock while I make her beg for . . .
Stop right there. There’s no reason to go down that rabbit hole of thoughts.
Harvester looks at me with a tilt of his head. “You know she’s your neighbor, right?”
“What?” I straighten in my seat, my hand tightening around my beer bottle.
“Yeah, she moved into the house next door to you. I’m the one who told her about the house when I found out she was looking for a place.”
Well, shit.
Fuck.
She was one of the two sisters.
I hadn’t gotten a good look at the girls who’d been moving in, but I also hadn’t gone and introduced myself either. The houses were far enough apart that there was still space between them. Again, a good reason to invest in the three properties.
This was not good.
I don’t need the temptation of such . . . I’m not even sure there’s a word that fully describes what I just witnessed with her on stage. “I saw them move in, but I didn’t pay much attention. I was taking care of Eabha.”
Yeah, that’s exactly what I was doing, taking care of my daughter and nephew.
But it’s not going to be easy to push the thoughts of my neighbor out of my head now that I know she’s right next door and can move like I just witnessed. More, I’ll be wondering if her body looks so good up close as it does from where I’m sitting now.
The next dancer gets up on stage, and she’s good, but nothing compared to Temptation. All I can see is her dancing, and it justpisses me the fuck off because I sure as fuck don’t understand how one dance and she’s already worked her way under my skin. I don’t even remember her name from when I did the background check.
I’m going to have to do something about pushing her out. Maybe when I get back to the clubhouse, I’ll take one of the PPs and have them suck me off before I head to my room.
Yeah, that’s exactly what I’ll do, I tell myself, but my cock seems to have other ideas. I don’t care, it wasn’t going to get what it wanted. Not when it came to such temptation.
CHAPTER 4
STYXX
Pulling into my driveway the next afternoon, I barely get out when I spot a girl skipping across the yard in my direction, a bright smile on her face. Her hair was the same strawberry blonde as the woman I watched dance the previous night.
“Hey.” She waves. “I’m Promise and just moved in yesterday.”
“Yo,” I grunt and round the hood of my truck to get my daughter out as I say, “Saw y’all moving in.”
“Yeah, we’re still waiting on the internet guy to come tomorrow, but my sister, her name’s Hope, is having her girls over tonight. It’ll be better than just binging on DVDs while I wait to be able to stream my favorite shows. Plus, I hate scrolling on my phone to look at all the videos and reels on stupid social platforms. Only so many times you can watch the same thing repeatedly without rolling your eyes. You know what I mean?”
Ugh, no, I didn’t know what she was talking about. Still, I grunt. “Yeah.”
Opening the back door, I grab Eabha’s carrier and lift it out.
