It's been two weeks since I last went to a club or even had sex, and I could feel the urge for a good fuck coming on. A good sex, just like the last one I had.
I released a dreamy sigh, just thinking about the hot hunk who fucked me good. The sound of a hand smacking the counter snapped me from my daydream, and I was faced with an angry customer.
"My coffee?" The old lady snapped, and I sighed once more and muttered a quick sorry while preparing her coffee. When the lady was gone, I lazily looked at the clock hanging on the wall and took off the apron around my neck when I saw my shift was over.
"You couldn't wait for one more minute?" Charlie mocked as he came through the back door while I chuckled and threw the apron at him.
"I was counting every second you would walk through that door," I joked back, and he shook his head.
"Going to the club, yes?" He asked, coming up to the counter and tying his apron around his neck.
I clicked my tongue and gave him a smirk. "You know me too well, Charlie," I joked while bumping my fist on my chest.
I took a cab home first because I had to change into something more... sexy, and when I opened the door to our small apartment, I was hit with the stale smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Mom was passed out on the floor, her long brown hair tangled around her face, and I couldn't help but think about the first time this happened.
"Amanda?" Mom called out to me, slowly blinking as she stretched her hand to an empty bottle. I gulped, walking up to her. She was never like this, but when dad left, she turned to drinks and drugs and forgot that her children needed her.
"I'm here..." I whispered, kneeling beside her. She only replied with a grunt, and I knew she had fallen back asleep. I looked at her for a few seconds, and my lips turned down. I couldn't leave her on the floor, so I tried waking her up even though I knew it was hopeless.
With a deep sigh, I grabbed her arm and groaned while pulling her up to her feet. I puffed out a breath as I gently laid her on the couch.
"Fuck this," I whispered and went to my room. I pulled out my favorite red dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places, and I felt sexy wearing it.
I ran my hands through my hair, trying to tame the frizz. As I looked at myself in the mirror, my smile slowly dropped, and I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.
When I opened my eyes, I smiled at myself, put on my red lipstick, grabbed my black coat, and called a cab. As I dropped at the club, Joe waved at me with his friendly smile as I walked closer.
"Haven't seen you in a while," he said, and I smirked. "Well, I'm here now!" I laughed, and he shook his head and opened the door.
"Have a good time, baby girl," he winked, and I gave him a thumbs up and walked in. I felt the bass vibrating through my body. The strobe light flashed, and the room packed with people.
I made my way to the bar stool and scanned the room, looking for my next hookup.
"A glass of vodka tonic, please," I smiled at the barman, and he nodded.
From the corner of my eye, a slim man putting on a grey suit walked over and sat next to me.
"I'll have what she's having," he told the barman, tapping his key on the wood, and I raised a brow as I took a sip of my drink.
He turned to me, and I glanced at him. His dark eyes rested on my chest with a smirk. He looked at my face and smiled. "Why's a pretty girl drinking all by herself?"
Before I could answer, my chair spun, and I gasped when he was staring down at me with his grey eyes.
"Jack...." His name trailed off my lips like a prayer.
He turned to the man next to me and raised a brow. "Who said she was?" The man scoffed and walked off while muttering a silent slut.
"Princess," he whispered, and my lower lips clenched from hearing his voice. Fuck, I really am a slut.
I glared at him and crossed my legs with my knee touching his torso. "What was that for?" I questioned, and he smirked and removed the cuffs of his white shirt and rolled them up his arms.
"Because I can't stand the sight of seeing another man look at you like he wants to fuck you," he mumbled, his eyes moving from mine to my lips.
I took in a deep breath and held onto my drink tightly, then scoffed. "What we had was a one-night stand, Jack," I rolled my eyes and placed my drink on the table. "It means not getting attached."
He moved his lips to my ear, and I gulped as I pressed my back to the table. "Ever since that night, Princess, all I could think about was how good it felt to have you riding me, and every day...." He trailed off as he took in a breath. "I kept coming to this fucking club so I could see you again and take you."
"I-" "Shhhhh," he cut me off and brought his face closer to mine. His hot breath fanned my cheek. "Don't deny it, Princess, I know you want me too."
I grabbed his face, placed my lips on his, and fuck! It was so weird that I missed this even though I have only met him once.
What the hell am I doing? I promised myself never to get attached, and that was what I would do. I just need to fuck him once more, and I would forget all about him.
I broke the kiss and gave him a smirk. "Then take me, Jack."
It was another Monday, and I was standing behind the counter, scrolling through my phone when the bell on the door rang, alerting me that a customer had entered. When I looked up, my eyes widened as I saw Jack walk in through the door. He took off his sunglasses and glared at me with those grey eyes. "We need to talk," he said. I chuckled nervously and patted down my apron. "I'm working." He raised a brow and looked around the room filled with empty chairs. "I doubt that," he mumbled and turned his head back to me. I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned at him. "I'll also have a cup of coffee with no sugar," he said and walked to one of the vacant chairs and sat down, his eyes still on mine. I sighed and placed my hands on my waist. Damn, here I was thinking I would never see him again. I prepared his coffee, placed it on the table, and sat in front of him. "How did you find me?" "Your friend from the club," he answered and took a sip from his coffee. "Fucking Joe," I mu
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and quickly retrieved it, unlocking it to read a text from an unknown number."Where is your address, Princess?"I sighed and promptly sent my address to him. As I put my phone away, Mom stumbled into the living room, a cigarette hanging from her fingers."Mom!" Ani yelled and rushed to hug her, while Mom just looked around the room and yawned. Her eyes landed on the bags on the floor, and she looked up at me."Who's moving out?" she asked, taking a puff from her cigarette."I'll wait outside," Charlie said, picking up Ani's bag."Ani, come here," I said, and she frowned, walking to me. I smiled at her and cupped her cheeks. "Go and wait with Uncle Charlie.""Okay!" She said and ran out the door. Mom scoffed and took a drag from the cigarette."I'm going away for a week, and Ani will be staying with Charlie until I'm back," I said, and she lazily placed her hand on the arm of the couch.She scoffed again and tapped the ashes from the cigarette on t
As Jack's mother led me through their mansion, I couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and discomfort. The sprawling rooms were filled with opulent furnishings and expensive art, yet there was a sense of emptiness that lingered. I turned to Jack and wondered what it was like to grow up in such luxury and still have a mother who loved him."Wow, this place is amazing, Mrs. Hawke," I said, genuinely impressed."Oh, please. Call me Charlotte," she waved her hand, and a small smile formed on my lips."And yes, it's quite something, isn't it?" Charlotte replied with a small smile. "Jack's grandfather built it back in the 1920s.""I can't imagine what it must be like to live here," I whispered to myself, but Jack turned his head towards me. He was about to say something when a man in a gray suit walked down the stairs."Jack!" he yelled with a laugh, and Jack clenched his hands and glared at him."Liam," he gritted out. I couldn't help but stare in awe at how similar Liam and Jack looked."Br
James.I couldn't help but stare at him. He was seated next to Charlotte who was all smiles as she stared at him with dreamy eyes and all I could think about was how the fuck was he Jacks Dad.His eyes were a bright green and his hair was all salt and pepper and his smile was fucking hell hot.If he wasn't Jacks Dad, I would want him too.I turned to Jack with confusion written all over my face and he answered my unasked question. "Step Dad"I shake my head and took a bite out of my pasta when I felt his gaze on me. "Who's the lady?" He questioned, his voice making me choke on the food while Jack patted me in n my back and handed me a glass of water."I'm Amanda... uhm, jacks girlfriend" I mumbled, his eyes looking at my form for a quick second."Ah! I see" He chuckled. "You finally have a girlfriend" He added the last part and he glanced at me.Damn, this family makes me uncomfortable.Dispit what had happened a few minutes ago, the evening was becoming enjoyable as Charlotte kept on
I couldn't help but feel relieved as James walked away from the balcony, leaving me alone with Jack. The tension that had been building between James and me had finally dissipated, at least for the moment. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and turned to face Jack, who was now standing next to me with a concerned expression."What happened?" Jack asked, his voice laced with worry. His eyes darted between James and me, trying to make sense of the situation.I let out a frustrated sigh, my voice tinged with annoyance. "What's his problem?" I muttered, my gaze fixed on the spot where James had disappeared.Jack furrowed his brow, clearly confused as he walked up to me. "Did he do something to you?" he asked, his tone protective. In his hand, the bottle of wine he had brought for the evening was forgotten as he placed it on a table.I shook my head, a mixture of frustration and confusion swirling inside me as I looked at Jack. "No, it's not like that. It's just..." I sh
"Are you sure you are ready for this?" Fredrick asked, a smirk playing on his lips, his hand gripping the handle of the door."Amanda..." My name trailed off Jack's lips. "Don't.""Come on, Man. You've had your fun; let the lady enjoy what's behind this door."I puffed out a breath and turned to Fredrick. "Open it."One would have expected that when the door was opened, I would be met with a few people, naked, but that wasn't the case.I raised a brow as Fredrick motioned for us to step into the elevator."Going down," he said, and the ride was somewhat tense and uncomfortable... Well, Jack was making me feel that way.I was one who loved to explore every sexual experience out in the world, and I would be damned if I would be missing this one.The elevator dinged, and as I blinked, brushing a few strands of hair from my face, my lips were slightly parted as I watched the scene unfold before me.Men and women... All naked.I could not move my eyes from their sweaty bodies, and my eyes
The ride back to the house was uncomfortably silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the cars honking and the tip of his fingers tapping the steering wheel.We soon arrived at the estate, and the gate was opened. My tensed body slowly relaxed as he parked the car.I watched him get out of the car, and he wasted no time in opening the door to the mansion without glancing back.What did I do?That was the only thing I had in mind since I entered the elevator with him. I sighed, got out of the car, and slammed the door behind me while I rushed after him. The mansion was silent, and I assumed that there was no one home. I quickly walked up the stairs and opened the door.The room was empty, but I could hear the shower running, and I sighed, running my hand through my hair and closing the door behind me. I put my hair up in a bun and sat on the bed.I picked up my phone that was on the nightstand and saw two missed calls from Charlie."Shit," I cursed myself for not taking my ph
I groaned, turning my head to the other side and slowly opened my eyes. "Oh, god," I muttered under my breath and closed my eyes again."Good morning, beautiful," Jack sighed, and I raised a brow. "How long have you been watching me sleep?" I questioned with one eye open."A few minutes."I rolled my eyes and got up from the bed, heading towards the bathroom. I quickly lathered my toothbrush with toothpaste and brushed my teeth. As I was about to undress, Jack walked in, his brows raised high as he looked at me with my hands about to pull down my pants."Let's take a shower together.""Absolutely not.""You're my girlfriend.""Maybe I'll take that back if you do not exit the bathroom.""Okay! Okay. I'll leave."A slow smile spread on my lips as I watched his retreating back. I shook my head and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I frowned as I stared at my reflection."Does being Jack's girlfriend mean I won't be getting the fifteen grand he promised me?" I sighed. We need to tal