Page 45 of Jagger
I glanced around the room, and my eyes widened as I took in what was happening all around us. Since the bunnies had arrived, the atmosphere had definitely taken a carnal shift. There was now a topless woman lying on top of the bar with Bodhi taking shots off her boobs. There was a different stripper working the pole on the corner stage, and she was completely nude. The blonde on Lucky’s lap had her tiny little skirt flipped up exposing her naked butt, and she was riding him as if she were trying out for the rodeo, much to his delight. The rest of the couches and chairs in front of the stage were filled with bikers, most of whom also had women on their laps, or in the case of Ace, kneeling in front of him giving him a blow job. Good Lord, that was a sight that made me wish for a big bottle of eye bleach.
When I spotted King guiding a woman over to the stairs that led up to the bedrooms, grabbing her butt as she walked up the steps in front of him, I decided I was done for the night. I was just grateful that he was at least somewhat discreet with his activities.
I looked at Cole, to find him watching me closely. He leaned toward me so I could hear him over the music, which had gotten even louder in the last few minutes. I wondered idly if that was a signal of some kind to let the sex commence.
“You ready to head out, Angel?”
I nodded my head gratefully. I had enjoyed the evening, but all this free love going on around me now was a little much for my first time, and I figured it would only keep getting worse as the night wore on.
He stood and took my hand, and Rome and Abby both looked up at us.
“Are you guys leaving?” Abby asked, and Cole and I both nodded. She smothered a yawn, but Rome saw it and stood up.
“Come on, baby girl, I think it’s time for us to get home, too. You need some rest, and I need to hold my girls.” He placed his hand on her belly again, and she covered it with both of hers and smiled up at him. God, they were cute together.
The four of us walked out together, and I blushed as I spotted a glimpse of Trick’s bare butt as he screwed a woman up against the wall in a darkened hallway by the front door. I heard Rome snort out a laugh and mutter something about his “pasty, white ass glowing in the dark” as Abby shushed him, then giggled herself.
I watched as Rome led Abby to the driver’s seat of their car, getting her settled in behind the wheel before he ran around and hopped into the passenger side. He hadn’t had any alcohol in the past few hours, but he’d had a lot before that, so I was glad to see that he wasn’t taking any chances on the road.
I knew Jagger had only had two beers, and that was several hours ago, so I wasn’t worried about him driving us back to my place. I was, however, feeling distinctly horny. Even though watching the live porn shows in there wasn’t really my thing, I couldn’t deny that I’d been a little turned on by some of it. It didn’t help that Cole had put his stupid sex ban in place almost two weeks ago.
By the time we pulled into the parking lot in front of my building, I’d made up my mind that he wasn’t leaving my apartment anytime soon, even if I had to tie him to my bed. That mental image made me snicker as I exited the car, and Cole looked at me quizzically as we walked side by side up the walkway to the entrance. Luckily, he was distracted by the large rock which was being used to prop open the entry door. He seemed aggravated as he bent to toss the rock out of the way, allowing the door to close securely behind us.
“What’s the fucking point of having a locked building entrance if some idiot props the damned door open?” he grumbled, following me up the stairs. “Does that shit happen often?”
I shrugged. “I’ve noticed it a few times, usually when someone is moving in or out of the building or carrying groceries in or something.”
“There should be an alarm on that door to alert management if it’s kept open too long,” he informed me grumpily.
“It’s not a big deal.” I said as I unlocked my apartment door. “All the individual apartments have alarms,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, as long assomeoneremembers to set hers,” he shot back with a pointed look. I stuck my tongue out at him as I made a production out of keying in the code to disarm my alarm system, which had started beeping when I opened the door. He swatted my butt, and I squealed as I jumped out of reach.
“Keep it up, Angel, and I’ll do more than just swat that ass.”
I flipped on the light switch, dropped my purse on the entry table and locked the door behind us, looking over my shoulder as I said, “Oh, really? What exactly did you have in mind?”
His mouth dropped open in surprise as he shook his head, then grinned.
“Your halo is slipping again, Angel.”
“That’s OK, Cole, I’m planning to take it off tonight anyway.” His eyes widened as I walked toward him and lifted my shirt by the hem. I raised it over my head, tossing it onto the chair in the corner, then looked at Cole to find his eyes laser-focused on my black lace bra. I knew my pink nipples were visible under the sheer lace, and by the look on Cole’s face, he definitely approved.
I slipped my shoes off, unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper, then slowly slid them down my thighs before bending slightly to pull them off completely. Cole’s eyes were glued to me the whole time, and he most definitely approved of the matching black lace thong I was wearing underneath.
“You are gonna be the death of me, woman. How am I supposed to resist you when you look sexy as fuck right now?”
I cocked my head and stared at him in confusion. “Why would you want to resist me? You’ve convinced me that you want a real relationship with me, so now you need to fuck me. Please,” I added as a polite after-thought.
A slow grin spread across Cole’s face, and he slipped out of his cut, carefully draping it across the barstool before reaching behind him to grasp the neck of his T-shirt and pull it over his head. He tossed it on top of my clothes, then unfastened his belt and popped the button on his jeans.
He advanced toward me, gripping my hips, and pushing me up against the living room wall. He grasped my chin and forced my head back so he could look into my eyes.
“You’re right, Angel. I do need to fuck you,” he told me in a low, rumbly tone that sent goosebumps chasing across my skin. He kissed me then, devouring my mouth as he held me in place. I ran my hands up his abdomen and felt his muscles contract at my touch. I skated my fingers up to pinch his nipples, and he pulled his mouth away from mine and reached for my hands before pressing them back against the wall on either side of my head. He caged me in as he stared down at me, and I was mesmerized by the sight of his lips, glistening from our kisses. I wriggled my hands under his in an attempt to free them, but Cole just tightened his grip on my wrists and held them in place.
“Cole,” I could hear the whine in my voice, but I was past caring. “I want to touch you.”
He slid his fingers up to entwine with mine and squeezed them just a little, reinforcing the fact that I couldn’t get loose. He lowered his head and nibbled along my jaw, stopping to suck on the sensitive spot just behind my ear.
