tip-toes and pressed my mouth against his. It wasn’t a great kiss, it wasn’t even a particularly good kiss and it definitely wasn’t a ‘Mason kiss’, but I could work with it. I pulled back and then whispered in his ear.
“You ready to leave?”
“Damn right, let’s go.”
And it was that easy.
Or so I thought.
He was practically running out of the club and I couldn’t help but chuckle at his eagerness. He was acting like he’d never had a decent fuck in his life. Fuck, yeah I hoped he actually had fucked before!
We walked from the main room, to the foyer and I figured we were home free when the doorman put his arm across the door and asked us to wait.
Wait for what?!
“Hey man, we’re just leaving, what have we got to wait for?” Luke asked , his tone edged with annoyance. But the doorman ignored him completely, not even an eye flicker. I sighed, my hand still in Luke’s, I leaned back against the wall. A feeling grew in my gut, that I really wasn’t going to like whatever we were waiting for.
I’ve never hated being right more in my life.
“Mike, this guy here was caught doing drugs on CCTV, could you please escort him from the premises and ensure he knows he’s no longer welcome here in future.” The voice from behind me sounded. It was grave and demanding.
That fucking asshole!
Luke tensed and stuttered, “What? Man, nah I don’t do drugs, I don’t!...” His voice faded as he was literally dragged outside by the doorman. I started to follow; we were leaving anyway so I wasn’t going to rise to Mason’s fucked-up challenge. But I didn’t get very far before I was grabbed by the shoulder and swung around. I stumbled slightly but he caught me and hauled me into his chest.
Wow, why does that have to be such a firm chest.
“I told you not to push me Sunshine.” He growled.
I stiffened. Frankly he could take his stupid growl and shove it where the sun don’t shine, I wasn’t gonna be intimidated. I tried to push away but he wouldn’t let me, no way in hell was I being restrained though.
I raised my knee as high as I could in my confined situation, and rammed my stiletto, straight down onto his foot. He released me so quickly that I wasn’t quite prepared and fell into someone behind me, sending her down with me.
He roared with pain and hopped around a couple of times, cursing up a storm. In my opinion, he was lucky, it wasn’t like it went through his shoe or anything.
I stood from the floor and brushed off my dress, then helped up the poor girl I’d knocked over. It must have looked ridiculous to everyone around us, but the fucker shouldn’t have tried to restrain me!
Mason
MOTHER OF FUCK!!!!!
Swear on all that’s holy I had never felt pain like it. I had to take a good look to make sure her heel hadn’t gone straight through my foot.
Swear to god, nowhere, in any of my plans did I expect her to do that. I was seriously rethinking my attraction to her, I felt kind of bad that she fell over, but fuck her! She caused it!
I grabbed her arm and ignored her protests as I dragged her through the foyer and up the stairs to the offices. It was harder than it should have been considering I still had a fucking limp. I didn’t speak to her until I pushed through the door and locked it behind me.
“What in the fuck was that? ” I asked, barely containing my fury.
“Well you shouldn’t have man handled me! No one gets away with that shit with me and you deserved it!”
“I fucking did not!”
“You did! If you don’t let go, I will hurt you...you didn’t let go, so I hurt you. Simple.” She said.
“It’s never ok to do that Harper and you know it so fuckin’ apologise!”
She made a noise in the back of her throat like a half snort/scoff, but I just glared at her until she sighed and her shoulders dropped.
Progress.
She mumbled something under her breath that I didn’t hear, so I asked her to speak louder. She did, but still not loud enough to hear
“You ready to leave?”
“Damn right, let’s go.”
And it was that easy.
Or so I thought.
He was practically running out of the club and I couldn’t help but chuckle at his eagerness. He was acting like he’d never had a decent fuck in his life. Fuck, yeah I hoped he actually had fucked before!
We walked from the main room, to the foyer and I figured we were home free when the doorman put his arm across the door and asked us to wait.
Wait for what?!
“Hey man, we’re just leaving, what have we got to wait for?” Luke asked , his tone edged with annoyance. But the doorman ignored him completely, not even an eye flicker. I sighed, my hand still in Luke’s, I leaned back against the wall. A feeling grew in my gut, that I really wasn’t going to like whatever we were waiting for.
I’ve never hated being right more in my life.
“Mike, this guy here was caught doing drugs on CCTV, could you please escort him from the premises and ensure he knows he’s no longer welcome here in future.” The voice from behind me sounded. It was grave and demanding.
That fucking asshole!
Luke tensed and stuttered, “What? Man, nah I don’t do drugs, I don’t!...” His voice faded as he was literally dragged outside by the doorman. I started to follow; we were leaving anyway so I wasn’t going to rise to Mason’s fucked-up challenge. But I didn’t get very far before I was grabbed by the shoulder and swung around. I stumbled slightly but he caught me and hauled me into his chest.
Wow, why does that have to be such a firm chest.
“I told you not to push me Sunshine.” He growled.
I stiffened. Frankly he could take his stupid growl and shove it where the sun don’t shine, I wasn’t gonna be intimidated. I tried to push away but he wouldn’t let me, no way in hell was I being restrained though.
I raised my knee as high as I could in my confined situation, and rammed my stiletto, straight down onto his foot. He released me so quickly that I wasn’t quite prepared and fell into someone behind me, sending her down with me.
He roared with pain and hopped around a couple of times, cursing up a storm. In my opinion, he was lucky, it wasn’t like it went through his shoe or anything.
I stood from the floor and brushed off my dress, then helped up the poor girl I’d knocked over. It must have looked ridiculous to everyone around us, but the fucker shouldn’t have tried to restrain me!
Mason
MOTHER OF FUCK!!!!!
Swear on all that’s holy I had never felt pain like it. I had to take a good look to make sure her heel hadn’t gone straight through my foot.
Swear to god, nowhere, in any of my plans did I expect her to do that. I was seriously rethinking my attraction to her, I felt kind of bad that she fell over, but fuck her! She caused it!
I grabbed her arm and ignored her protests as I dragged her through the foyer and up the stairs to the offices. It was harder than it should have been considering I still had a fucking limp. I didn’t speak to her until I pushed through the door and locked it behind me.
“What in the fuck was that? ” I asked, barely containing my fury.
“Well you shouldn’t have man handled me! No one gets away with that shit with me and you deserved it!”
“I fucking did not!”
“You did! If you don’t let go, I will hurt you...you didn’t let go, so I hurt you. Simple.” She said.
“It’s never ok to do that Harper and you know it so fuckin’ apologise!”
She made a noise in the back of her throat like a half snort/scoff, but I just glared at her until she sighed and her shoulders dropped.
Progress.
She mumbled something under her breath that I didn’t hear, so I asked her to speak louder. She did, but still not loud enough to hear
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