Lawful Overdose (2 page)

“Come over here, Trigger, and give me a hug.”

I’m instantly annoyed at his term of endearment.
During our first sexual encounter, I was apparently too eager to get him off.
He’s called me Trigger, short for trigger-happy, ever since.

Mikey is your average looking jock. His brown hair
is buzzed close to his head. He’s got a muscular build to go along with his
golden tan skin. His brown eyes smolder when he’s horny, and his body looks
amazing when he’s covered in sweat.

This is probably why I keep going back to him for
more. He quenches a physical need I have, nothing more. We went out on a date
once, just once. It was a disaster. We have absolutely nothing in common and
there’s no spark between us. That doesn’t mean I won’t be hopping in his bed
tonight, if I can’t find someone else. I need to get laid and Mikey is better
than my B.O.B, and a lot better than nothing.

I reach the bar and hop up on the nearest stool so
I can lean over and hug him. He squeezes me tightly and brings his mouth to my
ear.

“I missed you the past few days, Trigger.”

I pull away from the hug and raise my eyebrows at
him, “I missed you, too. Hell, I missed work after having to be home with my
family.”

He nods his head in understanding as he passes the
drink he just made to a waiting customer.

“What’s the plan for tonight? You want to come
over?” Mikey says eagerly as he winks at me.

I bite my lip, not knowing how to turn him down
gently.

“Not tonight. Piper and I are going to Dave’s
party.”

He looks up from the captain and coke he’s making,
narrowing his eyes at me.

“I’m down for Dave’s. We can hang there for a
little bit, then go back to my place.”

Not wanting to explain that my plans for the night
don’t include him, I hop off the bar stool and head to the back office.

I hear Mikey say something to the other bartender
while I’m walking away. Just as I’m passing the bathrooms, I feel someone grab
me and pull me into the men’s room. I don’t have time to see who it is before
I’m being pushed against the back of the door.

Mikey’s body is pressing into mine. He raises his
hand to lock the door, preventing anyone from coming inside.

“Don’t blow me off, Trigger. I missed you.”

 I raise my head to meet his and his lips are
instantly on mine. Without thinking, I kiss him back.

Hard.

I need this connection right now. I know Piper
warned me not to, but the throbbing area between my legs is telling me
otherwise.

Mikey’s hands move under my ass as he lifts me and
urges my legs around his waist. I immediately comply. I can feel his hard
length pushing against my core.

His hand moves to grab one of my tits and his lips
leave mine. He starts to trail open mouth kisses down my neck until he is
sucking, and licking the top of my breasts.

“God, I want you. You make me so fucking horny,
Trigger.”

My head falls back against the door as I’m panting
in urgency. He grinds his hips against mine and I moan loudly. I lift my head
and watch him as he pulls one of my breasts out of my top, and starts gently biting
my nipple.

“Your tits are fucking incredible. When I’m fucking
someone else, I dream of these tits. I need to fuck your tits,” he says
huskily. His mouth goes back to flicking my nipple with his tongue.

This is our relationship. It is pure, animalistic
sex. Nothing more.

He starts thrusting his jean covered dick into my
barely covered pussy.

Oh God, I need his dick now.

My hands move to both sides of his head and I pull
his mouth from my breasts. I kiss him hard as I move one of my hands to the top
of his jeans. I start unfastening his belt as his hand moves to the inside of
my shorts. Within seconds, he has two fingers inside of me.

“Yes… Mikey… Fuck, keep going,” I pant.

His fingers quickly stir me to life. I can feel my
orgasm fast approaching. I start riding his fingers like my life depends on it,
when a loud knock comes from behind the door.

“You have five seconds to get your dirty asses out
of there before I get Ryder,” Piper says from outside the men’s bathroom. Mikey
freezes up, but I don’t care.  I tighten my pussy around his fingers and
continue to ride them, ignoring Piper’s demands on the other side of the door.

“Trigger,” he says lustfully, as he slowly starts
pumping his fingers inside me. “We’ve got to stop.”

“Almost there,” I moan and his lips come back down
on mine. His thumb moves to start rubbing my clit, and that’s my undoing. I
climax hard on his fingers.

“Fuck… yes,” I moan into his mouth.

When I start to come down from my orgasm, Mikey
pulls his fingers out from inside me and walks over to the sink to wash his
hands. I start making the proper adjustments to my clothing so I look
presentable.

Piper is pounding on the door now, probably
creating a scene for our guests. “You two need to get your asses out here now.
Tessa, you don’t want this, remember?”

I pray to God Mikey didn’t hear her. If he did, he
doesn’t let on that he heard. He dries his hands and walks back over to me,
pushing me against the door again.

“That was such a fucking turn on.”

He grinds his hips into mine, and I can feel him
hard as a rock. “I might get a case of blue balls, but I don’t care. You are
the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting off.”

His mouth lowers to mine and he bites my lower lip.

“Mikey, we have to get back out there.”

He groans into my mouth and leans his forehead
against mine. “Fine, but tonight we’ll start back up where we left off. You can
bring your uniform to my house after Dave’s party. I want to come between your
tits while I’m fucking you in this uniform.”

With that, he sucks on my lower lip, unlocks the
door, and goes back to tending bar. In the same second, Piper is barging in and
locking the bathroom door again.

“What the fuck was that! You said you wouldn’t
screw him tonight!” Piper screams at me.

“We didn’t screw, he just fingered me and got me
off, that’s it. He didn’t even get a chance to come with you banging on the
door.”

Piper brings her hand through her long blonde hair.
“You can’t keep doing this to him. He wants more from you, and you're leading
him on.”

I’m frustrated at what she’s insinuating.

“I’m not leading him on. He just called me a hot
piece of ass. You don’t tell a girl they’re a hot piece of ass if you want them
for the long hall. You have nothing to worry about. Besides, I didn’t get laid,
so the plan still stands for the night. Let’s find me the sexiest man in this
shit hole town, so I can have some fun.”

She looks at me tenderly before we both bust out
laughing. Piper leans over to give me a hug.

“I just want the best for you, Tessa. You know that,
right?”

I nod into her shoulder. “I know, because I want
the best for you, too.”

She lets go of me and looks me up and down. “On the
plus side, you look perfectly presentable. Not a hair out of place.”

“See, the night is still salvageable,” I smirk, as
we leave the men’s room to finish our shifts.

Chapter Two

Games

I’ve been back on the floor for a half hour when
Ryder, my boss, waves me over to the bar. I’ve been avoiding going over to the
bar since I left the bathroom, but it’s unavoidable now. Luckily, Mikey seems
to be hitting it off with some chick drinking with her friends.

“What’s going on?” I ask Ryder, as I sit down on
the stool next to him.

“How many tables do you have right now?”

I look over at my section to make sure the hostess
hasn’t given me a table, before I answer Ryder.

“Only one, and they’re almost finished.”

He puts his clipboard down and starts cracking his
knuckles. It’s a nervous habit he has when he needs to tell an employee to do
something.

Ryder is a really nice guy. He’s in his late
twenties and treats all of us great. He’s a bit of a push over, but I always
try to not take advantage of him.

I place my hands over his, wanting to stop the
annoying cracking noise.

“What do you need me to do, Ryder?”

He looks up at me with a thankful expression; glad
I’m not making this harder on him than I have to.

“My kid brother and his friend just came in and I
want you to wait on his table. He’s not in your section, but I want it to be
you.”

I smile widely, “I didn’t know you had a brother. Where
is he?”

“I have two, actually. My older brother lives in
Europe. I haven’t seen him in years. My younger brother, Jaxon, just
transferred down here for his last year of college.”

I scrunch my nose up at his last statement. “Who
transfers schools their senior year?”

Ryder looks at me nervously before he starts
cracking his knuckles again. I reach over and place my hands over his, again,
before the noise gets out of control.

“Calm down. What is with you tonight?”

“Nothing,” Ryder mumbles as he moves his hands to
his sides. “Jaxon transferred down here to be closer to me. We only get to see
each other on Christmas, so this seemed like a good idea. We want to see each
other more.”

I shrug my shoulders and nod my head in
understanding. If my sister was alive, I’d want to be near her, too.

“So where is he?”

I slowly drag my eyes across the bar to see if a
younger Ryder look-alike is here. I don’t see anyone, but my eyes stop on the
most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen.

I mean ever.

His dirty blond hair is short and messy on top,
like he just woke up out of bed. He’s rocking a five o’clock shadow. Although
he’s sitting down, I can tell he has a tall, lean, muscular build. His skin is
lightly tanned from the summer sun and his smile is infectious. I’m grinning
from ear to ear watching him.

He has piercing blue eyes that I can see from my
stool, which is twenty feet away. He hasn’t seen me staring at him yet, and
thank God for that.

I look like an idiot.

I’m not even close to finishing drooling over this
mystery man when I hear Ryder cough from beside me.

“I see you’ve spotted my brother.”

His words break me from my trance.

“That’s your brother?” I ask him in a shocking
tone.

He laughs and with sarcasm says, “Yep. He’s my
spitting image.”

I turn back to look at Jaxon, just as he stops
talking with his friend and looks around the restaurant. His eyes meet mine and
I feel an instant connection. A gravitational pull towards him. I’ve never felt
anything like this before, never believed in this kind of feeling before. The love
at first sight idea is just for movies, isn’t it?

He doesn’t break eye contact with me, looking at me
like he’s studying me. After a long time passes, but not long enough, his
friend says something that grabs his attention. His eyes leave mine to focus on
the discussion with his friend.

What the fuck was that?

My body feels like a Jenga tower, ready to collapse
at any moment.

I turn back around to face Ryder, and he’s looking
at me inquisitively.

“How old is your brother?” I ask him. I realize
after I’ve asked, I should know the answer. If it’s his senior year he must be
twenty-one, or twenty-two, tops.

“Twenty-fo... I mean twenty-two. He turned
twenty-two last month.”

“Oh,” I say, still in shock by the intense feelings
moving throughout my body. After an incredibly long amount of silence goes by,
Ryder finally coughs to get my attention.

“So, do you think you can go wait on him?”

Can I go wait on the perfect male specimen sitting
twenty feet away? Hell, yeah!

“I’m on it, boss.” I smile and salute Ryder.

I get up from the stool and check on my one other
table. I place the check down and make my way over to Jaxon’s table.

Even his name is hot.

I reach the end of their table and wait to be
noticed. I take this time to get a closer look at Jaxon. He’s perfect material
for a quick hook up tonight. I could definitely see him taking my mind off
everything. I’m busy appraising him when both men look up from their
conversation, waiting for me to say something. Not wanting to draw any more
attention to myself, I purposely stare at Jaxon’s friend.

“Hi, my name’s Tessa, and I’ll be your waitress
today. What can I get started for you to drink?”

His friend puts the menu down on the table, “I’ll
have a Heineken, in a bottle.”

I nod my head in acknowledgment of his order and
look over at Jaxon. His eyes are finishing their trail up my body. It’s obvious
he likes what he sees in my revealing uniform. A sexy smirk takes over his
mouth as he narrows his beautiful blue eyes at me.

“What do you recommend?”

Damn, his voice is sexy. It’s low, husky, and
screams sex.

I swallow in an attempt for my voice to come out
clear and confident, not weak and aroused.

“To drink?” I ask stupidly, like I’ve forgotten
what my job entails.

His smile grows a little bigger, “Yes, to drink.”

“Umm… well that depends on if you’re eating. If you
are eating, what are you eating? Also, are you going out after? If you are,
then you’ll want to stay away from the hard stuff, so you can drive to your
next destination. Then there’s the matter of if you’re drinking casually, or to
get drunk, and in what combination of the previously listed are you planning on
for the night. This all needs to be taken into consideration before you choose
what to drink.” I take a deep breath from my nervous rambling, but continue to
stick my foot in my mouth.

“Do you plan on getting lucky tonight? Because if
you do, you might want to stay away from hard liquor. If you get too drunk, it
might interfere with your sexual performance, and no woman wants that. So I
can’t really give you a recommendation of what to drink, because I’m not you. I'd
hate to recommend the wrong thing and fuck up your night.”

With that, I close my mouth and pray the nervous
word vomit is over. Jaxon and his friend are laughing and I can feel my face
turning an embarrassing red, which is weird because I don’t get embarrassed.

“Do you go into such great detail with all your
customers?”

I look around the room, trying to avoid eye
contact. “No, it kind of just came out. I couldn’t control it.”

“I see. It’s good advice and I’m glad you took the
time to give it to me. I’ll also have a Heineken, you know, just in case I want
to get lucky.”

Oh God, I really said that to him.

He sticks his hand out for me to shake. “I’m Jaxon
Wyatt and this is my buddy, Ryan.”

I return his handshake, “Tessa… I’m Tessa Greyson.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Tessa,” Jaxon says
flirtatiously. “Tell me something, Tessa, what are you doing later tonight?”

Is he flirting with me?

Who am I kidding, of course he is. Any guy with
eyes would try to flirt with someone in an outfit as ridiculously slutty as
this.

“Actually, a friend of mine is having a party at
his house tonight. A bunch of us are going up there after we get off work.”

“Dave Miller’s party?” His friend Ryan asks.

I squint my eyes at him, tilting my head in
confusion. “You know Dave? I thought you just got into town.”

“We did,” Jaxon says nervously, while quickly
looking at his friend. “We met Dave our first night here. We’re planning on
hitting up that party, too.”

I can’t hide the smile that appears on my face, I’m
excited he’ll be there tonight.

“Well, I guess we can hang out together, since
you’re new in town. I can introduce you to people, but you’ll have to stay
close to me all night, if you want to meet the right people.”

I’m back. Flirty Tessa has finally decided to make
an appearance.

“I think I can manage that. What time do you get
off?”

“We’re usually done around midnight, but I’m going
up there with my friend, Piper. I’ll look for you.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I nod and step back from the table. “I’ll go get
your beers.”

As I go to turn around, Jaxon’s voice grabs my
attention.

“Tessa?”

I turn to look at him, “Yes.”

“I think you should stick to beer tonight, too. You
know, just in case you get lucky,” he says, grinning at me.

I smile and shake my head in humor before turning
back around to get their drinks. I approach the bar and ask Mikey for two
Heinekens in a bottle. Piper comes up next to me and places her tray down on
the bar.

“Who are the hunks you just started serving?”

“The dark haired guy is Ryan and the blond is Jaxon
Wyatt, Ryder’s brother.”

“No fucking way. He is sexy.”

“And off limits, I call dibs for the night,” I say,
nudging her shoulder.

She huffs as she slams a hand down on the bar,
“This sucks. Well, I get his hot friend then.”

We both laugh at how ridiculous we sound.

“They’ll be at Dave’s tonight and I told Jaxon I’d
show him around.”

“I’m sure you will,” she winks, and leaves to go
back into the kitchen.

I smile at the thought of spending the evening with
Jaxon. He’s incredibly good-looking, funny, and I was instantly attracted to
him.

This is going to be a fun night.

*****

We get to the party a little after midnight. I can
hear the music blaring from down the street. Being the responsible drinkers we
are, Piper and I took a taxi to the party. We both plan on getting drunk so
we’ll either crash at Dave’s house, or take a taxi home.

I’m dressed in a short denim skirt and black lace
tank top. It fits my skin like a glove and shows off my best asset, my tits. I
have short wedge sandals on to give me a little height, and my hair still looks
great from styling it before work.

Piper is in skintight skinny jeans and a midriff
showing top. Her long blonde hair is down and styled straight. Piper is tall
and skinny; she looks like a runway model.

When we get to Dave’s, his lawn is covered in beer
bottles and red solo cups, and I can see two people hooking up against the side
of his house.

“It looks like we need to play catch up,” Piper
chirps from beside me. Her eyes are watching the free show on the side of the
house.

“I plan on getting caught up, quickly. Let’s go
drink,” I say, as I grab her hand and pull her towards the front door.

We go into the house and there is barely room to
walk. The front room’s been made into the dance floor. With the loud music and
alcohol flowing, I see people dry humping at every angle. I push my way through
the front room and into the kitchen to pour a drink. As I’m approaching the
tequila, I see Jaxon talking to a few people near the keg. He’s smiling, and I
can’t help the instant butterflies I feel in my stomach. He really is dreamy
looking. Why he’s in this shit hole town, and not starring in some A-list movie
is beyond me.

I watch him as he pulls out his cell phone and
exchanges numbers with one of the guys. I recognize the other guy immediately.

What the hell is he talking to Jimmy for?

Jimmy, or Rocks, as everyone calls him, is a nice
enough guy. He’s never given me any problems, but something about him rubs me
the wrong way. He’s also known on campus for being able to hook you up with
whatever pharmaceuticals you need. Maybe that’s why I don’t like him. Piper
hangs out with him every once in awhile, but they’re not friends. She loves to
make that perfectly clear.

I finally pull my eyes away from him and start
making my drink. I grab two red cups and fill them halfway with vodka, and the
rest of the way with fruit punch. Then I grab two shot glasses, pour in the
tequila, and grab two sliced limes and a saltshaker. I hand the cups to Piper
while I hold the shot glasses in one hand, and the sliced limes and saltshaker
in the other hand. We walk over to the corner of the kitchen and I set
everything on the counter.