“It’s New Year’s. The night is full of possibilities.”
I snort. “Yeah. Sure.” Fuck that mantra garbage. I move behind the bar as Daisy sashays up the stairs in search of East. The music is loud, and the liquor is flowing. My brothers seem to be having a great time. Even Prez and his Old Lady are dancing. Ruthie is a pure bitch, but she has a smile tonight. It’s rare to see the two of them looking all loved up with one another. It’s none of my damn business though I know Murder isn’t happily married despite the appearance he tries to maintain. I scan the bar hoping to see someone I can get lost in for a little while. All I need to ring in the new year is to get my dick wet.
The front door opens and in struts Link and his Old Lady, Pam. Disappointment floods me and I grab another longneck and pop the cap off. Guess I’ll be spending my night beating one out.
“Aren’t you a pretty bar bitch.” Pam laughs. I snap my head up as she moves behind the bar. “I brought you a present. I think you remember my sister, Jules. Behave yourself,” she warns. “Jules, you remember Roane.”
Fuck me. I glance behind her and see the most stunning woman who resembles the girl I dated back in high school, but she’s all grown up now. It’s like a bolt of lightning shoots straight to my dick and zaps me when I look at her. “Where the hell you been hiding at?”
“Cleveland,” Jules answers. Her lips quirk into this sexy as sin smile.
Damn. She’s gotten hotter. Smoking hot. Out of ten she’s a damn thirty. I can’t help but check her out. Damn she’s filled out nicely. She’s got full hips, a luscious ass, and big tits to match. I think I’ve died and gone straight to heaven. “It’s a real pleasure to see you again, sweetheart. Anything Pam says about me is a lie.” I chuckle. It’s been at least fifteen or more years since I’ve seen her. We dated briefly in high school until she moved up north with her grandparents.
Before she can reply Viking, Crawl, and Grudge are elbowing their way to the bar with the same thought as me. Fresh pussy. Assholes need to back up. I saw her first. They need to go find their own woman. Tonight Jules is going to be mine. Hell, I always considered her the one who got away. She was my first love. I feel like fate is fucking with me. Dangling temptation in front of me.
“Well hey there.” Viking holds a hand out to her.
“Name’s Crawl.”
“Call me yours.” Grudge winks at her.
“Easy boys. My sister is off limits. You can look but don’t touch. She’s visiting and here to have a good time. Jules is a good girl.”
“Oh my,” Jules says, mock fanning herself. “I think it’s a little hot in here.” I’ll make her think hot in here.
“How about a drink.” I step in front of Jules, cutting my brothers off, and blocking their view.
“A drink sounds good. What’d you say your name is?” She teases me, pretending she doesn’t remember me.
“Like you could fuckin’ forget me.”
“Hmm...you seem familiar.” Lips lifting in a devious smirk, her memorable green eyes meet mine. I gaze into them seeing those flecks of gold I always loved. The colors paired together is mesmerizing. I hear the guys cursing behind me as Pam tells them to order a drink or beat it.
“What’s your poison?”
“Surprise me.”
“Blowjob? Sex On The Beach?”
“Wishful thinking.” Her pearly whites graze her bottom lip.
“Baby doll, if I wanted to proposition you, I’d do it a helluva a lot smoother than that.”
“Oh. You got game?”
I nod and fix her a blowjob. “You used to love my game.”
“That was a long time ago.” Jules reaches for the shot.
“Nu uh. Hands free. It’s called a blowjob for a reason,” I tell her.
Her ivory cheeks flush. “All right.” She leans forward, holding her hair back with both hands, capping her mouth around the brim of the glass.
“You trying to corrupt my baby sister?” Pam leans into me.
“Maybe she’s doing the corrupting. She’s the one that wanted me to sneak her under the bleachers all the time to make out.”
“Sure.” She snorts. “But do me favor and watch out for her tonight. I don’t want anyone taking advantage. Show her a good time. She needs it.”