Wanting You (11 page)

“You don’t have your legal name out there anywhere?”

“Nope. I never put it out there. Now, I’m not stupid either. I know the internet is my biggest enemy. If someone was savvy enough and they knew their way around a computer, I’m sure they could link Gabriella Daniels to me. But I don’t think Gary, or whoever he is, is that way.”

“You don’t think?” Z’s eyebrow shot up as if he thought I was being naive.

“He’s only sent letters and packages. He’s never made in-person contact.”

“All right. You get anything or hear anything you come directly to me. Got it?”

“Got it.”

“Now that that’s over, let’s talk about this date.” Z uncrossed his arms and followed me to the lounge chair.

“Already?” I asked, thinking it had only been a day since I told him I’d do it.

“Yep. Tonight. Meet us at Sully’s.”

I groaned. “Really?”

“Yep. See you tonight.”

Sully’s was hopping. People were packed wall-to-wall, leaving barely any space when we entered. Taking the corner booth, Kinsley, Sawyer, and I decided to start with tequila shots.

“One, two, three … go.”

Pounding back our drinks, I searched the crowd for Deke; I couldn’t stop myself. I just wanted a glance.

Moving slowly toward our table, Z approached with Deke on his tail. My mouth watered at the sight of him. His jeans looked as if they were custom made with the way they hung off his hips. His t-shirt fit like a glove, showing off his unbelievably muscular arms and hot as hell tattoos. When my eyes lifted to his, I pulled my glance away.

“Hey ladies. You look beautiful tonight.” Z’s voice had my eyes traveling to him.

“Hi Vann.” Deke’s voice was low and utterly delicious.

“Hey.” I smirked and turned away from him.

“Hey cuz! How’s it going?”

“Oh, so now we’re back to cuz. That’s not what you said this morning,” I said teasingly as Z slid in the booth next to Kinsley and Sawyer leaving Deke to slide in next to me. His smell, the one that engulfed me every time I was near, was already sending me into a tailspin.

“I can’t help it you were half naked this morning. It was a hot way to start my day.” The sound that came from Deke was fierce causing me to jump. Z smiled. “You should have seen it this morning, all these beautiful ladies, barely any clothes on. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.” Z’s arm reached around Sawyer, as a small smile played on her lips.

With Deke sitting so close, I could feel the tension coming off his body. I tried not to react to it and join in the conversation.

“Vann?” Nerves were about to crush me, but I held it together at the sound of his voice.

Turning slowly, I looked in his beautiful blue eyes. “Yeah?”

“You gonna talk to me or ignore me all night?” The tension in his face was still there, but the tone of his voice was calm.

I, as Grams put it, pulled up my big girl panties. “You kissed
me
goodbye. Remember?”

“Still pissed about that?”

“Not at all.” I smiled, knowing it wouldn’t be a full one.

Deke grabbed my arm. “Come on, we need to talk.”

I didn’t fight as he led me away from the table toward an empty table in the back. “So, you gonna tell me why you left?”

“You gonna tell me why you never called?”

“I was pissed. You left when I needed you.” He shrugged his shoulder.

“So, instead of calling me and talking, you just cut me out. You didn’t answer my calls, texts, or emails?” My anger rose.

“I was a teenager. What did you expect?”

“I was a teenager and didn’t have a choice. I expected you to be by my side like I was for you.” I bit out angrily not even realizing where that was coming from. Deke stared at me as if he didn’t know what to say. Good, maybe I gave him something to think about for a change. “I need a break. Move,” I brushed past Deke. “I’m going to the restroom girls, be back in a few.”

I needed air. A lot of air.

The bathroom was dark and small, but clean. Sitting down, I laid my head in my hands. What in the hell was I going to do? What the hell was I thinking, being ‘friends’ with Deke?

A woman’s loud voice boomed as she walked into the bathroom. “Can you believe he blew me off?”

“No. I can’t,” some random other girl answered.

“I guess I need to wait ‘til later, but Deke
will
be mine tonight.”

“He’ll be up for it. I hear he always is.”

“I’m ready for my turn. I’ve waited too damn long for him.”

As I sit there listening to this conversation, I could only wonder when I would get my chance with him. How sick was that?

“Just flash your boobs and he’ll come.” The woman laughed.

“He
is
a boob guy,” she said, adjusting her boobs and pulling them so her cleavage was spilling out.

I could hear the smile in her voice. Looking down at my own cleavage, I reached my hand in and push them up a bit more, showing even more.
What was I doing?
Ugh.

Hearing the door slam, I finally escaped the bathroom. I thought I needed space from Deke, but now I needed space from the bathroom. Why did these women act like this?

I shouldn’t give a shit. Fuck him.

Heading to the bar, I needed a drink—a strong one. Ordering tequila shots, I begin shooting them one by one. Glancing over at our table, Deke’s eyes were boring into mine.

Quickly, I looked away, slammed another shot and headed out to the dance floor. At least out there, I could get lost in the music and just move. Closing my eyes, my body began to move. The fog in my mind caused by Deke started to slowly clear.

I felt arms grip my hips, and upon turning saw a handsome man with blonde hair and a strong jaw smiling at me. Leaning down to my ear, he said, “I’m Blake.”

“Hi. I’m Vann.” I reached up, pulling him closer to me by the shirt. “Dance with me.”

“Absolutely.”

Turning around, I closed my eyes and began to grind against him. At least I turned him on—that much I could tell. Sweat began streaming down my body, while Blake’s hands groped every inch of me. I didn’t stop him. I wasn’t going home with him, but it was nice to feel wanted.

Suddenly, strong arms pulled me from Blake’s grip. My eyes flew open to see Deke standing in front of me.

“Hey man, go find your own,” Blake barked behind me. My eyes were glued to the blue ones staring in front me.

“Fuck off,” Deke growled, his eyes never leaving mine.

Blake’s hand gripped my arm tightly, pulling my attention away from Deke. “Come on.”

“Ow. Stop!” I yelled, trying to yank my arm out of his grasp.

“Let. Her. Fucking. Go.” Deke’s low rumble turned into one of the scariest things I had ever heard. There was something else laced in his voice. But Blake didn’t seem to want to back down.

“She’s been practically dry humping me out here. She’s mine.”

“Fuck off. I haven’t been doing shit. I’m not going home with you!” I yelled.

“You heard the lady, now piss off.”

“You fucking bitch.” Blake’s grip got tighter before shoving me into Deke’s arms.

Deke caught me and steadied my feet before his entire body changed, becoming stiff and unyielding. He stepped in front of me, and I couldn’t help but touch his back, pulling on his shirt, and holding for dear life. “Deke, come on,” I tried yelling over the music.

My words fell on deaf ears as Deke’s arm flew out, his hand connecting with Blake’s chin. Blake instantly fell hard on the floor, gripping his face. Three mountainous bouncers came from out of nowhere, pulling Blake up off the ground.

“Get him out of here now,” Deke instructed the guys.

With nods, the very large men dragged Blake off the dance floor. Deke grabbed my hand, pulling me along. Directing me through the crowd, he pushed through a large door with me hot on his heels. I hated to admit it to myself, but I wanted to follow him.

After getting through the door, Deke slammed it shut. Grabbing me, he pushed me against it, meeting my eyes. My breath caught, no words coming out of my mouth. He was so close. “Are you okay?” Deke’s soft tone caught me off guard. I thought with all the anger rolling off him, his words would be harsh, but I was wrong.

“I’m fine,” I whispered breathlessly.

“You sure?” Deke’s hand grazed the spot where Blake had gripped my arm. Looking down, I could see the red handprint imprinted on my arm, but I could feel the electrifying tingle from Deke’s touch, which was so much better than the angry red marks.

“Yeah. I’m okay.”

Deke’s hand grazed my cheek, pushing the hair behind my ear ever so slowly. I felt my heartbeat pick up its pace and my breath hitch. Staring into his eyes, I could once again see the boy I’d left all those years ago.

Vann’s body trembled from my touch, her lips slowly parting as she inhaled. I took that as my cue. My fingers threaded through the back of her beautifully soft, long hair and gave a small tug.

Vann’s eyes opened wide as she gasped. I didn’t wait for her words. I needed to taste her. Plunging my lips onto hers, I coaxed them open, sliding my tongue in with ease. Her response was immediate, her tongue following mine, move for move.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her close to me. Her beautiful breasts crushed against my chest. I needed to get her naked and under me. Now.

Vann’s arm wrapped around my neck, while the other hand thread through the back of my hair causing an immediate moan to escape my throat. Her hands kneaded my scalp, massaging as we continued to kiss.

Kissing was never like this for me. It was always a means to an end, but kissing Vann … I could do it forever. Shaking those thoughts, I focused on the incredibly hot woman pressed up against me.

Vann’s body went completely lax against mine, falling into me quickly. She pushed her body against mine, no doubt feeling my hard as a rock cock against her, but I fully controlled the kiss. I took her deeper inside my mouth as if I could crawl inside her and stay.

All thoughts of being pissed at her for leaving me dissipated into thin air. Nothing mattered, but this moment … with her. I wanted to envelop her. I wanted to show her that I learned quite a bit from my teenage years. Vann abruptly pulled away. “Deke. Stop.”

“Baby, you don’t want me to stop any more than I do.” Vann’s hands pushed against my chest, but I didn’t let her move an inch. She wasn’t getting away. Not this time.

“You need to. This can’t happen.”

“Why not? It’s happened before.”

“We were kids then.”

“And now I’m all grown up. I’ve learned quite a few things, and I can’t wait to show you.” My lips began moving again.

“I bet you have.” Vann groaned. “We can’t.”

“Yes. We can.” Pulling Vann’s beautiful lips to mine, I devoured her. The rigidity present a few seconds ago left in a flash. Vann’s soft lips battled mine. My hands began to explore her gorgeous body.

She was nowhere near the girl she was our first time. She was all woman with curves that were driving me crazy. Reaching under her shirt, I went straight to her tits. As I rubbed and groped, I lost it. I needed to see her. Ripping her shirt over hear head, I pulled her breasts out of her bra, but kept it latched causing them to be on display for me. Like a prize.

Lavishing each one, I sucked, nipped, and bit, reveling in the feel of her. Grabbing her around the waist, I pulled her over to my desk. Vann’s small gasp made me smile.

Swiping my arm across my desk, everything went flying in a heaping mess to the floor. Vann’s eyes widened as I smiled. Laying her across the desk, I kissed her deep and hard following with kisses along her jawline and neck. Her moans and mews are causing my dick actual pain—pain that needed to be relieved.

Kissing down her body, I paid special attention to her breasts then continued down to the button of her jeans. Vann’s hand clasped mine, and I couldn’t help but feel dread that she was going to make me stop. I didn’t know if I could.

Making eye contact with her, I asked, “You okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered, removing her hand.

Continuing my work, I slowly pulled her jeans and underwear down her legs. The beautiful sight of her blew me away... She was bare, pink, and perfect.

“I need to taste you, Vann.”

I groaned deep in my throat at his words.

Oh God, the things this man did with his mouth. He was no longer the boy I first had sex with who had no idea how to put on a condom. Deke knew the exact places to kiss me, sending shockwaves through my body. It was like the past five years vanished, and we were exactly where we needed to be.

Being laid out on his desk, I was a buffet ready for him to feast. I’d loved this man for years, and now he would finally be mine once again.

“Lift your knees and rest your feet on my desk. Spread wide for me.” Without even thinking, I did exactly as he said, opening myself up for him. Deke kissed a trail right down to my pussy and began his assault. And what a beautiful assault it was.

I couldn’t keep my body from moving. With every lick and nip Deke gave me, I wanted more and more. “Deke,” I whispered, my voice coming out soft and breathless.

“What’s wrong? Not enough?” He chuckled.

“No, it’s not enough,” I groaned. He was doing everything he could to drive me crazy, but not giving me the relief I desperately needed. Reaching down I gripped his hair, trying to maneuver him exactly where I needed him, but he was not cooperating.

If anything, he was resisting my pulls. Damn. Deke slowly inserted a finger inside me as he continued to work on me with his mouth. Every thrust in and out sent me closer to the edge. If he would just move …

Deke pulled my clit into his mouth and began sucking … hard. My entire body went off like fireworks. One explosion right after the other sent me into convulsions right there on his desk. “Deke!”