Did she fucking walk here?
I turn to see Howard sitting beside another rental car underneath an awning smoking a cigarette.
I stand and shove the red head away. She fumbles but catches herself.
Em shakes her head before looking around. Her eyes land on a group of rowdy guys chugging beers.
I laugh, knowing I must be drunk because she walks up to them.
She looks at me once more, hate burning in her honey eyes as a sly smile takes over her features.
I sit back down on the barstool and wait.
She walks up to one of them. His drunken eyes graze over her body. I refrain from smashing his head on the table for a few minutes. I clench my fist instead.
“Ouch!” The red head squeals.
I look down at my hand entrapping her wrist.
How did she even get back over here?
“Shut the fuck up.” I move her out of my sight, so I can see what the fuck Emilia thinks she’s doing.
A round of shots arrives at the table where Emilia is. She downs two, then looks back at me and smiles. It’s comical to watch her try to piss me off intentionally. Doesn’t she know what’ll happen when I get ahold of her?
I snap when a brown-haired guy places his hand on the small of her back. I take a few long strides to Emilia, clamping a hand around her wrist.
One of the drunk guys sizes me up.
I square my shoulders and narrow my eyes at him, satisfied when he shakes his head and turns back to his friends. Smart.
The brown-haired fuck isn’t as smart.
He scowls as he looks at my hand on Emma’s wrist. “Hey man, I think she’s a bit occupied.”
He goes to remove my hand.
Remove my fucking hand from her.
I laugh. “I would advise you against that,” I warn.
He hesitates before climbing off the barstool and stands in front of me.
I roll my eyes and wait. Just waiting for him to try something.
“Fuck–”
I drop him with a swift punch to the jaw before he can utter one more word to me. How dare he disrespect me in front of my girl. My girl who’s in so much fucking trouble right now. With her wrist in my hand, I drag her out to the rental car.
I’m glad we rented an Escalade. There’s plenty of room for me to punish the absolute fuck out of this girl.
I open the back door and slide us both into the backseat. I pin her body against the soft cushions, fury raging through me.
“You’re going to let another man touch you?” I growl. “In front of me, Emilia?” My eyes are wild as I look for an answer in hers.
The fact that she looks so calm makes me angrier.
“I swear to god I’ll walk back in there and fucking kill all of them Em.” I spit and she smiles, she fucking smiles at me.
She’s driving me fucking mad.
“Get over my fucking knee,” I order. Imagining her splayed out over my lap, my hand coming down with force against her bare ass.
She shakes her head.
Cute.
“Now. Fucking now. You want to be a bad girl; I’ll punish you like one.” I growl.
She puts her finger up, surprising me when she places it against my lips. “No. No, Aiden.” She straddles me, her bottom lip between her teeth.
The fuck is she doing?
“You don’t have the control right now. I walk in and see some girl in between your legs? Quit talking.”
“It’s not wha–”
She cuts me off. “I don’t give a fuck what you’re about to say.” She chuckles.
I throw my head back. What is she doing? “Don’t take that tone with me, Emilia.” I grip her waist in a warning.
A soft moan escapes her lips.
Fuck.
“Don’t.” Her voice is louder than usual.
I want to flip up her short dress and take my hand to her bare ass until it’s raw. But the way she looks at me, the way she slowly grinds against my lap shuts me up.
Slowly, she lifts her dress, exposing her thighs. Her body and dress are wet from the rain, but I can see her glistening between her legs. No panties.
“I walk in a bar, after telling you I love you…”
Her voice breaks and she stops. I grip her hips to move her myself, but she swats my hands.
“And then I find some fucking girl in between your legs when I walk in.”
Not knowing what to say, I shake my head.
She grabs my face, making me look at her. “What would you have done if that were me? If you told me something so personal and I just left, and when you came to find me, I was standing between some guy’s legs? A guy that looks totally different from you,” She spits.
The thought of her touching another man makes my body shake. “It’s not like you think.”
“Well, tell me, Aiden. What’s it like then? Because, not only did you have a girl fucking flirting with you. She was a redhead, skinny, and wearing something I would never wear. Is that what you want? Someone who’s the complete opposite of me?” Her voice slurs slightly from the shots she previously downed.
I can tell she’s trying to be brave but she’s breaking. I place my hand on her cheek. “No, baby. There’s no one more perfect than you. I pushed her away. I swear I would never.” I go to speak again but she covers my mouth, causing me to chuckle.
“If I ever,” She looks at me with fury, “ever see another girl in between your legs. I’ll never speak to you again.”
I nod.
“Now,” She whispers in my ear while grinding against me. “I’m in control tonight. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am.” I smile, giving in to whatever she wants to keep her from being upset with me.
I’m already hard as she unzips my pants. She slips herself over my shaft and my head rolls back from the pleasure. We’re both uncoordinated and a bit drunk, but the feeling of her riding me is
