Nadia, Carrie, and Gabby all did the same thing to their
partners.
That left Shaw standing there all by herself as six female hotel
staff members shuffled to the wayside. Her shocked eyes were fixed solely on
me, which I found exceedingly gratifying. That pull, that incredible electrical
charge that zipped between us from before, it was still there and as strong as
ever…maybe stronger.
“What are you doing here, Sweetie?” Maya gasped when she came up
for air.
“I missed you. Are you having fun?” He moved further into the
room, Maya still straddling him, to plop down on the sofa. She was wearing a
similar outfit to Shaw’s, all the girls were, except for the staff of course.
Surprisingly, the sight of their barely covered chests and asses
caused no blip on my attraction radar. My hard-on was all for Shaw, and I
headed straight for her.
“Shaw, you’re so hot I could roast my meat on you, baby.” My line
came out naturally and more growly than usual, and the boner in my pants would
be noticed by a blind person. Her gaze locked on it for a second and a crimson
blush suffused her skin from head to toe.
“Sorry Evan, my BBQ only accepts large cuts of meat, not petite.”
She shot back.
Swiveling she marched over to the bar and my eyes locked on her
firm ass as I stalked after her. The ends of her hair swishing against the
small of her back also grabbed my attention. The girl had been hiding a lot
behind her loose, long t-shirts. She was five foot seven, long and tight, with
just the right amount of graspable curves. Shit, and those legs!
Shaw ordered a beer from the female bartender and I repeated the
order when I stepped up next to her. Shaw peeked up at me with a shy, drunken
grin that was adorable, but peculiar since this was familiar to us. Normally
alcohol would make people less inhibited about the shit they said.
Leaning over I murmured in her ear. “Want to play Barbie. I’ll be
Ken and you can be the box I come in.”
The blush that had been slowly diminishing blazed up again, but
her grin widened. “I’d rather play J.I. Jane and rip off that tiny stick that’s
pointing at me.”
I chuckled and looked down at my obvious erection. “You must me
drunk, because that is neither petite nor tiny.”
“Hey Shaw, Carrie finally badgered you into coming, did she?” Nic
stepped up to the bar flanking Carrie’s back. He was suddenly shirtless, and
Carrie suddenly had on more clothes.
Shaw turned her bright grin on Nic and I was peeved at his
interruption, and the grin she was throwing away on him. “She did; badgered,
and badgered, and badgered. I was thinking that if I caved this one time I
might get some respite from it for several more months, but I am having a
really good time.” She patted Carrie’s cheek merrily.
Nic’s brows shot up. “How much alcohol have you had?”
Shaw exhaled with wide cheerful eyes. “Lots.”
I grinned at her manner. She was endearingly drunk.
He snorted. “You should think about drinking all the time. You’re
a lot nicer when you drink.”
She sighed again shaking her head. “I know, but I’m an alcoholic.
I only went off the wagon for the party tonight and Carrie being on my ass to
have fun.” She chugged her beer.
I stared at her in shock, while Nic and Carrie did the same.
Shaw lowered the bottle and slapped the bar top with a snort. “I’m
just shitting you. I’m not an alcoholic.” Carrie smacked her arm, hard. “Oww!”
Shaw pouted.
My shock turned to relief, to laughter, to intense arousal at that
pout. Fuuuckk, this woman grabbed me by the fucking balls.
“I can’t believe you made me think that for even a second.” Carrie
complained drunkenly.
“You deserve it for the pestering.” Shaw retorted tipsily.
“Hey,
partners.
That left Shaw standing there all by herself as six female hotel
staff members shuffled to the wayside. Her shocked eyes were fixed solely on
me, which I found exceedingly gratifying. That pull, that incredible electrical
charge that zipped between us from before, it was still there and as strong as
ever…maybe stronger.
“What are you doing here, Sweetie?” Maya gasped when she came up
for air.
“I missed you. Are you having fun?” He moved further into the
room, Maya still straddling him, to plop down on the sofa. She was wearing a
similar outfit to Shaw’s, all the girls were, except for the staff of course.
Surprisingly, the sight of their barely covered chests and asses
caused no blip on my attraction radar. My hard-on was all for Shaw, and I
headed straight for her.
“Shaw, you’re so hot I could roast my meat on you, baby.” My line
came out naturally and more growly than usual, and the boner in my pants would
be noticed by a blind person. Her gaze locked on it for a second and a crimson
blush suffused her skin from head to toe.
“Sorry Evan, my BBQ only accepts large cuts of meat, not petite.”
She shot back.
Swiveling she marched over to the bar and my eyes locked on her
firm ass as I stalked after her. The ends of her hair swishing against the
small of her back also grabbed my attention. The girl had been hiding a lot
behind her loose, long t-shirts. She was five foot seven, long and tight, with
just the right amount of graspable curves. Shit, and those legs!
Shaw ordered a beer from the female bartender and I repeated the
order when I stepped up next to her. Shaw peeked up at me with a shy, drunken
grin that was adorable, but peculiar since this was familiar to us. Normally
alcohol would make people less inhibited about the shit they said.
Leaning over I murmured in her ear. “Want to play Barbie. I’ll be
Ken and you can be the box I come in.”
The blush that had been slowly diminishing blazed up again, but
her grin widened. “I’d rather play J.I. Jane and rip off that tiny stick that’s
pointing at me.”
I chuckled and looked down at my obvious erection. “You must me
drunk, because that is neither petite nor tiny.”
“Hey Shaw, Carrie finally badgered you into coming, did she?” Nic
stepped up to the bar flanking Carrie’s back. He was suddenly shirtless, and
Carrie suddenly had on more clothes.
Shaw turned her bright grin on Nic and I was peeved at his
interruption, and the grin she was throwing away on him. “She did; badgered,
and badgered, and badgered. I was thinking that if I caved this one time I
might get some respite from it for several more months, but I am having a
really good time.” She patted Carrie’s cheek merrily.
Nic’s brows shot up. “How much alcohol have you had?”
Shaw exhaled with wide cheerful eyes. “Lots.”
I grinned at her manner. She was endearingly drunk.
He snorted. “You should think about drinking all the time. You’re
a lot nicer when you drink.”
She sighed again shaking her head. “I know, but I’m an alcoholic.
I only went off the wagon for the party tonight and Carrie being on my ass to
have fun.” She chugged her beer.
I stared at her in shock, while Nic and Carrie did the same.
Shaw lowered the bottle and slapped the bar top with a snort. “I’m
just shitting you. I’m not an alcoholic.” Carrie smacked her arm, hard. “Oww!”
Shaw pouted.
My shock turned to relief, to laughter, to intense arousal at that
pout. Fuuuckk, this woman grabbed me by the fucking balls.
“I can’t believe you made me think that for even a second.” Carrie
complained drunkenly.
“You deserve it for the pestering.” Shaw retorted tipsily.
“Hey,
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