Broken (The Chances Series Book 2) (15 page)

“So Mr. Simmons, Kevin has just informed me that you are having a bachelor party.”  I wince a little.

“Umm, yea.  His idea.  He promised that it’s just him Brody and I going for drinks.”

“It’s ok,  He was just telling us he was going to take you guys to a new bar, it just opened up a couple months ago.”

“Oh, yea?”

“Yep.  Lacey owns it.” Well that caught my attention.  I raise an eye brow at Kevin and he smirks.  So maybe this ended shitty for him and Dean, and things are going good with Lacey. 

“Well, if it’s owned by a friend then we will have to check it out.”

“Sweet! I am taking Jazzy out too!”  Annie says.

“Wait Wit is this aboot ye and Jazzy goin oot alane?”  Brody yells over.

“We are just doing to a dance class.  I saw a flyer about it the other day and it happens to be next Saturday night.  So, Jazzy and I are going to this class.  That ok with you Mr. Bossy.”  He smiles and nods yes.

“Jist as long as ye stay oot of the clubs.”  Brody warns and she salutes him.

“Wait, so I don’t get to have a bachelorette party?”

“Oh, we will, Kevin is taking us out too!”

“What.”  Brody and I say at the same time.

“Hey, you said we couldn’t go out alone, so he is going with us.  He goes with you guys, and he goes with us.”  Annie explains.

“Hey, I like that.”  Jazzy says, then she and Annie hi-five.  Brody and I stare at Kevin.  He is smiling from ear to ear.

“Wipe that fucking smile off your face asshole.  If you let anything happen to my girl or anyone touches her I will beat your ass.”  I tell him.

“Eric, calm doon.  He won’t let anything happen tae oor girls.  Would huv been nice if ye told us aboot yer plans earlier shiteheid.” 

“Hey, I didn’t git thit far afore the gurls walked in and ye tae turn tae mush and started making oot wi thum.

“That’s true baby.”  Jazzy whispers up at me.  I smile down at her.

“So when is this bachelorette party happening?” I ask.  The girls look at each other than at Kevin.  Kevin looks at the girls and all three speak at once.

“Next Friday.”

Chapter 17

“OH MY GOD Annie! I can’t believe I let you and Kevin talk me into this.”

“Jazzy, you will be fine.  It’s Eric.  He will love it.” 

“Yea, Well you, Brody and Kevin will be there too!”

“All doing our own thing.”  Fuck I can’t do this.  I’m going to be sick again.  I run back to the bathroom and puke my guts out for the 5
th
time today.  Annie comes back to the bathroom.  “Jazzy are you ok?  You have been pale the last few days.  Are you coming down with the flu again?”

“I hope not.  I was sick for like two weeks the last time.  It totally sucked.  Just after getting engaged and having the flu.  Whoever went to that concert sick must have been an obsessed fan or something to go when that sick.”

“Well, I hope you aren’t getting sick either.  You guys get married next weekend.” 

“I will just have to stock up on meds and make sure I nip it in the butt before it gets mine.”  We giggle.

“Alright let’s do this before I back out completely.”  Kevin comes in and says that everything is set and in place.  It was show time.  Annie and I get into our positions and the music starts and curtain is pulled.

“What the fuck is this Kevin.  We told you no strippers.”  I growl out at him.

“Daenni worry I promise, ye wull like the show.  Ye both wull.  Just stay fur 5 minutes please.”  Brody and I look at each other then groaned.

“Fine 5 minutes, then I’m leaving back to my girl.”  Kevin smiles and runs backstage.

“What the fuck is your brother up to Brod?”  He shakes his head.

“I daenni ken.  But if a stripper comes oot of thair are we really goona leave?”  He smirks.

“Seriously,’ Mr. I only have eyes for my Annie’?”

“Hey I am a man, I huv looked on occasion. Granted none of thum measure up tae my baby. And ye canni say thit the gurls daenni look either.  We all do.  It’s natural.”

“Alright, but if the stripper tries to touch I will leave.  I just don’t go for that anymore man.  It’s all Jazzy now.”

“Aye.”  Music starts.  It’s a sexy sensual beat. The curtain is pulled and there are two girls.  But my eyes are set on the beautiful, sexy voluptuous blonde, the girl I fell in love with.  Brody and I look at each other with shocked looks on our faces and then we smile.   I shove Brody over on the bench motioning him to move over to the next table.  I want to enjoy my princess moving up there so sensual and so fucking sexy.  Where the fuck did she learn to pole dance?  Damn, I want one of those in our bedroom.  I am gripping the table so hard mu knuckles are white.  It’s that or I will either take my cock out and start yanking it here or run up there and grab my girl and bring her somewhere private to fuck the shit out of her.  She is snaking her body around the pole and rubbing up and down it.  Sliding down, twirling around flipping upside down and spreading her legs then wrapping them around the pole and hanging there with lust in her eyes.  She rights herself and starts dancing seductively without the pole.  I have to rub my cock through the pants to alleviate some of the pain.  She walks down the stairs and is still dancing towards me.  Out of the corner of my eye I see that Brody is getting the same treatment.  Jazzy reaches the table and grabs the opposite side and pushes it out of the way.  She starts dancing again. Swaying her hips, running her hands up her hips and over her breasts and into her hair.  She lets her head fall back and then back up again and smiles.  She gets down on her knees and crawls over to me and kneels in front of me and places her hands on my knees.  Then she shoves them open as far as they will go and rubs her chest on my dick, continuing to move up until she is face to face with me.  I bring my hands up and grab her hips needing to pull her into me.

“No touching the dancers’ sir.”  She smirks and moves my hands down to my sides.  I have to grip my pants to have some kind of control. 

“FUCK JAZZY!”  I groan out as she licks down my neck.  She grabs a hold of the top of my shirt and unbuttons the first button, grips the shirt and rips it open.  “OH FUCK!”  My head falls back and she licks down my chest and stomach.  I look down at her, trying so hard not to touch her. Hoping she will go further, I need my cock out and I need release badly.  But she stops when she reaches my jeans.  She stands up and dances some more.  Then she lifts her leg up and places her foot on the bench beside me and starts gyrating her hips.  I can’t take it anymore.  I grab her and pull her down on top of me.  I place my hands on the sides of her face and kiss her.  She kisses me back and starts grinding on my dick.  I place my hands on her ass and she moves them back to the seat and stands.  She turns around and sits back down on my lap.  “SHIT BABY!”  I moan into her ear when she lies back onto me and grinds on me again.

“I take it you’re enjoying your bachelor party?”

“Fuck Jaz, I love you.”  My head falls back and she lifts her arms up and brings them around and behind my neck.  “Jaz, baby I need you now.  You have me so fucking close to coming in my pants.”  I hear Brody yell something and I glance over and notice a black curtain has been drawn down for privacy.  I look back to Jaz and she smiles.  I undo my pants then.  I pull my cock out and start stroking it while she starts dancing again.  This time she removes her booty shorts.  Shit!  She has nothing on under them.  I look behind her on stage and it’s dark.  Kevin is gone and it only seems to be the four of us, with a divider between us.  Fuck yea.  I crook my finger at her and she comes dancing back over.  She climbs up on my lap and I run a finger between her pussy lips and she is soaked.  “Someone is enjoying herself.”  She moans and grabs my cock and starts pumping.

“Oh mmm, I am.  Are you?”

“Do you feel how hard my dick is?  Jazzy you are so fucking incredible.  I love you so much.”  I pull her down and slide my dick into her hot wet cunt.  We both moan.  My hands are on her hips.  I’m trying so hard to let her take control cause after all it is her dance.  But I need faster.  I lift her up a little and start thrusting up into her.  Her pussy grips my cock and a groan from deep in my chest erupts.  “Rub your clit baby, I’m so fucking close to coming.  I need you to soak my cock in your come too.  Come all over my dick baby.”  She rubs fast on her button and she is close her pussy is gripping harder and faster.

“Ooo, Eric, haarrdder, I’m coming.”

“Fuck jaz I’m coming too.  AAARRRGGGGHHHHHH JAZZY!”  I thrust up and go ridged.  I pump my come hard into her channel.  God damn, I shake a couple of times and fall back down onto the bench.  “Best fucking bachelor party ever.”  I say breathlessly to Jazzy.  She kisses me and stands to put her shorts back on. 

“Might want to put your boy back in his bed.”  She points at my dick that is still semi hard.

“But he’s not done playing.”

“He is until we get home.”  She winks and pulls the curtain up.  I quickly tuck him away.  Brody and Annie are cuddling, Jazzy comes over and cuddles into me.

“So, Mr. Simmons, How was your Bachelor party?”  Annie asks.

“Best ever.”  I smile.  Brody nods with agreement.

“Aye mate. I could go for a repeat.”  Annie shoves him in the shoulder.

“So was this the dance classes you guys started going to?”

“Yup.”  The girls say.

“Annie thought it would be a good surprise for you guys.  Since you two crashed hers, we crashed yours.”  She pokes me in the chest.  I kiss her on top of her head.

“Definitely was a surprise I really loved.”  Just then Jazzy bolts up with a nervous look.

“Be right back.”  She gets up and darts off.  I look at Annie for an answer.

“She’s been throwing up today.”

“What!  Why didn’t she tell me, or you?”

“Calm down Eric, I’m sure she’s fine.  She is going to buy the pharmacy out of meds so she won’t be sick.  She is afraid she will end up sick just before the wedding.”  I nod, but I’m still worried.  The last time she got the flu it took the life right out of her.  I don’t like seeing my girl sick.  Jazzy comes back and I stand up and pull her into my arms.

“Sorry, it must be something I ate.” She says.

“ It’s ok.  Let’s go home and get you into a bath and in bed.  Maybe after a restful weekend you will be better by Monday.”  She nods.  I put my coat around her and nod to Brod and Annie.

“Go on, I’ll grab her stuff.”

“Thanks Annie.  We’ll see you guys Monday.”

Chapter 18

It’s two days before we leave for Maine on Friday and we are all packing away.  The crew at work has been busy packing up the trucks and themselves, Annie and I have been securing the office and Brody and Eric have been packing things from the homes.  We decided instead of hotel rooms we would rent a couple of beach houses.  It was cheaper and closer to the site. We could also get married right there and then party away on the beach.  I have still been feeling under the weather and Eric made an appointment for me to go to the doctors to find out what is up.  I only feel sick to my stomach.  I think it’s just nerves but my over protective man wants to make sure.

“What did the doctor say princess?”  Eric asks when I come home from a day of packing up at work and my appointment.

“What I told you earlier, just nerves.”

“Well I’m relieved it’s nothing serious.  Now, what can I do to help calm you?”  He wraps me up in his arms and kisses the top of my head.

“Right now I’m going to go upstairs and take a long hot bath.  Then take a nap.  I am beat.”  I yawn.

“I will go start it for you.  Grab something to eat first please.  I want you to eat something baby, you need it.”

“Yes sir.”  I smirk as I walk into the kitchen and he groans.

“Don’t tease me princess.”  He jogs up the stairs two at a time.  I run to the bathroom down here.  10 minutes later I hear him looking for me.  I walk out into the kitchen where he is standing.

“Hey, there you- princess what’s wrong?”  He walks over in two strides and gathers me into his arms.  I can’t hold back and start crying again.  He picks me up carrying me over to the couch and sits with me draped across his lap.  My arms are still wrapped tightly around his neck and I whisper through my tears.