Claiming Beauty (Taking Beauty Trilogy 2)

Bear’s hand on my back began moving in slow, warm circles, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my clit and another silent rush of pleasure washed over me as I came again. I looked up at Bear in shock and he nodded. He knew I’d just come by watching two strangers have sex.

A slow smile spread across his face.

“Good girl,” he said, patting my ass approvingly. He reached lower, his hand sliding up under my skirt and between my legs as his fingers brushed against my wet pussy. He slid a finger inside of me and I opened my eyes in shock, stealing a glance over at our friends. Marie and Bruce were still entranced with the couple in the room.

I closed my eyes, relishing in the feel of Bear’s finger inside of me. I was so wet, so ready to be fucked, my body was on fire with desire for him. His finger wasn’t enough, but for now, it was all I had and I leaned back into him, silently begging for more.

He stopped, pulling away.

I shot a hungry look at him and he shook his head.

“Don’t worry, Beauty,” he said. “In due time.”

I nodded and we moved on, following Bruce and Marie as they continued to trail through the club. We ended up in a different area that had been turned into a nightclub. The patrons were wearing more clothes here, a lot of them dancing, and a bar was set up along one wall. Bruce found a table and we all sat down and ordered drinks and looked around.

I couldn’t help but think about everything I’d seen in those back rooms. The woman’s gaze would haunt me forever. I couldn’t believe how real it had felt, as if I’d been transported into her body and I was the one getting fucked by a perfect stranger. My pussy was still wet as I sat there in a daze thinking about it.

I spotted a ladies room across the way and stood up.

“I’m going to the ladies room, be right back,” I said.

“I’m coming with you,” Marie said. The dance floor was packed and it took us a while to trail through it. Once we did, we stood in line, waiting.

“This place is off the fucking hook!” Marie said. “There’s nothing like this back home!”

“Tell me about it,” I said. “I had no idea places like this even existed.”

“I love it!” she said. “Don’t you?”

“I guess,” I said, my voice a little shaky. The thing was, I didn’t know what was coming. Bear was so fucking unpredictable and in a place like this? There’s no telling what he would make me do. I was half horrified and half ecstatic at the thoughts running through my mind.

“Chloe, come on!” Marie insisted. “Relax! We’ll never have an opportunity like this again. Well, at least I won’t. This seems to be your life now, you bitch,” she said, winking at me. “I’m so envious of you! Let’s do it all! Let’s have fun! We have to make the most of it and I can’t do it without you. Porches and tea, remember?”

How could I forget? We always said that in the future, we’d be a couple of old ladies, hanging out on our wrap around porches, wearing shawls we’d knitted ourselves and drinking tea, reminiscing about all the great things we’d experienced in our lives. Every time we experienced something memorable, that’s what we’d say to mark the moment for later, porches and tea.

I looked at my one true friend, thinking back on all the shit she’d done for me, all the times she done whatever it took to make me comfortable and happy. I owed her.

“Okay, Marie,” I agreed. “We can do whatever you want.”

“Awesome!” she threw her arms around me and hugged me tight, hitting a person walking by and knocking their drink out of their hands.

“Oh, sorry!” I said, looking up at them. I froze when I saw those violent eyes staring back at me.

Fuck!

“Zoe!” I said.

“Chloe!” the blonde bombshell cried, stopping and looking me up and down. She was wearing a dress almost as tiny as Marie’s. Her hair hung in loose waves around her shoulders and as usual, everything about her was perfect. I remembered why I hated her so much. “What a surprise!”

Indeed, I thought. Was there anywhere in the city this girl didn’t show up? I was beginning to think she was following us.

“Sorry I spilled your drink,” Marie said.

“That’s all right,” Zoe said, eyeing Marie coolly.

“Zoe, this is my friend from back home, Marie. Marie, this is Zoe. She’s…um, she’s a friend of Bear’s.”

“Nice to meet you,” Marie said, holding out a hand. Uh oh, I thought, sensing impending awkwardness. If I remembered correctly, Zoe wasn’t keen on shaking hands. At least not mine. She surprised me though, shaking Marie’s hand firmly before turning back to me.

“Is Bear with you?” she asked.

“Yes,” I nodded. “He’s with his friend Bruce near the bar.”

“Bruce is here? Oh, fuck, don’t let him near the tequila.”

“Why is that?” I asked.

“Because he’ll be sticking his dick into everything that walks in the door.”

I shot a glance over at Marie and she shrugged. Nothing bothered this girl.

“I think he’ll be fine, thanks, Zoe,” I said, waving my hand in the air dismissively. Her eyes locked onto my ring like a predator zoning in on its prey.

“Is that an engagement ring?” she barked.

“Oh,” I said, looking down at the beautiful sparkling boulder on my finger. “It is.”

I’d never felt so smugly satisfied in my life. Fuck Zoe and her condescending attitude. She’d been such a bitch to me each time we’d met.

“You’re engaged to Bear?” she asked, her voice full of disbelief and shock.

“Yes, Zoe,” I said, holding the ring out for her to see. “Isn’t it wonderful?”

I smiled at her, the biggest, most fake, plastic smile I could muster and looked her right in her cold purple eyes.

She blinked and shook her head.

“I can’t believe it,” she said. “Bear’s finally settling down. It’s about time. I just never thought it would be someone like…you,” she looked down at me with disdain.

All the breath sucked right out of my lungs. My eyes widened at her words and I felt the sudden urge to punch her again. Luckily, Marie stepped in.

“Hey Zoe, why don’t you go find some strange cock to suck, huh? That’s why you’re here all by yourself, right? Because a girl like you can’t find a real man?”

Zoe looked as if she’d been slapped. She walked away in a huff and Marie turned to me.

“Thank you!” I said, hugging her hard.

“Who the fuck was that cunt?” she cried, patting my back. “Don’t listen to her, I’m sure she was just trying to get a rise out of you.”

“Yeah, that’s what she does,” I said, my head spinning. “I’m so glad you put her in her place. She’s been awful to me a few times now and I can’t figure out why.”

“Because she’s a bitch, that’s why. Fuck her.”

“Yeah, fuck her,” I said, smiling at my best friend. “I’m so glad you’re here!”

“Me, too!” she said.

We made it to the front of the line and walked out. Luckily, Zoe was gone again. She was like a little demon that just made these short appearances and fucked shit up and then disappeared.

The guys were gone when we got back and we sat down to wait for them. I searched the room for them. It was incredibly hard to find anyone, considering the size of the crowd and the darkness in the room. It was so loud, we couldn’t really talk either.

“What a night, huh?”

I turned to my right and saw a man sitting alone at the table next to me. He was young and tall and darkly good-looking, his tailored suit and expensive shoes told me he was either very rich or very gay.

“Yeah,” I nodded, smiling at his friendly face.

“I’m Levi,” he said, yelling over the music, lifting his glass.

“Hi, Levi. I’m Chloe,” I replied.

“Nice to meet you,” he said. “I think Bear and Bruce went to get more drinks. The wai

t staff in this place is slammed.”

“Oh,” I nodded, “okay, thank you.”

“You come here often?” he asked.

“Me?” I asked. “Oh, no. I’ve never—no.” I shook my head firmly. I heard Marie giggle next to me but ignored her.

Levi nodded slowly, his gaze raking over me hotly.

“So you know Bear and Bruce, huh?” I asked, trying to break the awkwardness.

“Yeah, we all go way back,” he nodded. “Bear and I went to Yale together.”

“Oh,” I nodded. “I see.” I stretched my neck to look for them, but still couldn’t spot them.

“They’ll be a while,” he said. “So how do you know Bear and Bruce?”

“We’re engaged,” I answered.

“All three of you?” he teased.

“Oh!” I laughed. “No. I’m engaged to Bear.”

“Well, I wouldn’t put a three-party engagement past those two. They’ve been best friends forever.”

“Yes, I know,” I said. “But nope. I’m only marrying Bear.”

“Got it,” he said, before falling back into an awkward silence.

“So what do you do here in the city?” he asked.

“Me?” I asked. “Oh, I don’t have a job. I mean, I’m a designer. Dresses, mostly. I’m planning on opening my own shop eventually.”

“You don’t say!” he exclaimed. “I’m in the fashion business, too.”

“Oh?”

“Yes,” he said, reaching in his back pocket and pulling out his wallet. He handed me a card and I looked down at it.