had slept together, he promised he wouldn’t again, but knowing him, it wouldn’t surprise me if he had. As much as it would piss me off, I couldn’t control what my brother did. Just the thought of Claire digging her claws into another person I loved made me sick to my stomach.
“Hey Ev.”
I looked up as Ethan approached our table.
“Ask and you shall receive.” Claire grinned. “Hey, gorgeous. I was just asking where you were.”
Ethan’s big body tensed, his gaze landing on the woman sitting across from us. A woman he had been with before he knew what kind of person she really was. “I…what…shit.”
I frowned. “Ethan?”
He scrubbed a hand over his shaved head and shook himself. “I gotta go.” With that, he turned on his heel and left.
Claire moved to get up but I grabbed her wrist, stopping her. Her eyes narrowed, looking at my hand on her before she met my gaze.
“You leave my brother alone,” I snarled.
She pulled out of my grip. “Tell your brother that.”
I watched her get up and leave, following Ethan. Once she caught up to him, she pushed him against the wall, grinding her hips against his. His hands automatically fell to her waist, gripping her in no doubt a tight hold.
Bile rose in my throat and I turned away before I could see anything else.
“He can take care of himself, Evvie.”
I huffed and met Brett’s stare. I was worried for my brother. He had been in and out of jail most of his young life so the first chance he had with a woman, he took it. She would destroy him. Eat him up and spit him out before he even knew what was happening.
I was the youngest of my siblings but why was I always doing the protecting?
***
My skin hummed, adrenaline pumping through me as I walked by Brett. I could feel his gaze on my body as he followed behind me.
I needed to get away. To get away from his guests. From the women that were in love with him. From reality in general. I wanted him and only him. The feel of his skin against mine. Him deep inside of me. Just feel .
In a quick jaunt, I went up the steps to the second floor of his club. No one went up there. Ever. It was mostly storage rooms, two bathrooms and empty tables and chairs.
Knowing he was still following me, I stopped once I found the perfect spot. It over looked the edge so you could see the whole vast expanse of the main floor of the club but it was dark.
The music boomed. People danced as the regulars and customers filed in, mingling with the guests from Brett’s birthday party.
I didn’t want to be rude in stealing him from his friends but we were both distracted. After Claire started practically fucking my brother in front of everyone, I had to get out of there. I could have just left but I didn’t want to give her that satisfaction.
Hot breath scorched my neck and I smiled, licking my lips. He knew me well. One heated look and he was on me, taking what he wanted and giving me what I needed.
Brett ran his hands up under my dress, squeezing my hips.
I pushed my ass against him, the hard erection in his pants twitching under my touch.
The deep base of the music pumped through me as the desire I felt for this man heightened, giving me that extra edge. It worked better than alcohol. The lust filled courage poured into me, seeping into my bones as I rubbed my ass over the bulge between his legs.
He growled in my ear and lifted my dress to my hips before landing a sharp swat on my ass.
I whimpered.
He rubbed the spot of my flesh in a smooth circle before slapping it again.
My core pulsed, liquid seeping between my thighs. I gripped the edge of the railing, my gaze travelling over the crowd below us.
I bent at the waist, giving him the angle that he needed when he thrust into me so hard, I was lifted onto the balls of my feet. I gasped, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he forced the pleasure from my body.
No words were said, no kissing required. Just pure raw animalistic fucking.
I loved it