When I was facing him, I finally lifted my eyes to meet his aquamarine gaze. It was blatantly obvious to me that Dev had been drinking more than he normally would have. Those eyes—that I could drown in if I looked long enough—were glassy and more than a little bloodshot. He stood straighter and if I hadn’t been in heels he would have stood at least an entire foot over me. Devlin was the kind of drunk that became more controlled instead of less inhibited. He was pretty laid back when he wasn’t drinking, but more than a few beers plus add on the bourbon he’d been swallowing like water, and you had a very different Devlin Cutter.
Those glassy eyes of his lowered and narrowed when they landed on Rhett’s stomach where my arms were still holding on for dear life. “Are you with this fucker now?”
I had to remind myself that I didn’t want Devlin dead. Sighing, I released Rhett and stepped closer to Devlin. He relaxed a little and I glanced around to make sure that none of the Demons were paying attention to us. Thankfully Nik was deep in conversation with Jesse and Axton, and Dallas was standing in front of them as if acting like a shield for me. Shane and Harper hadn’t come back from their bathroom sex-capades and I’d never been so glad that my brother and sister-in-law were freaks who liked public sex.
Relieved that no one was paying us any attention, I glared up at Devlin. “It’s none of your business if I’m with Rhett or anyone else.”
“Is that a yes or a no?” his voice rumbled as he lowered his head so that we were almost on the same eye level.
“It’s a ‘go fuck yourself’,” I snapped. “Go away, Devlin.” I didn’t have the energy to deal with him tonight. I doubted I would ever have enough when it came to this man and having to constantly fight myself and my feelings for him.
Briefly I remembered the bet I’d made with Marissa earlier in the day, but I wasn’t ready to start down that road. Not tonight. I had fourteen weeks to fulfill the bet, one damn night wasn’t going to affect it. It was going to be hard enough to keep from letting my heart get involved all over again, and I was still questioning my own ability to follow through with the bet. Could I really shatter Devlin the way he’d shattered me?
I’d just have to make him fall in love with me, hard and deep so that when I did walk away at the end of the summer he was left in a pile of broken pieces that no one would ever be able to put back together.
Devlin moved so quickly that I didn’t have time to step back when his hand shot out and he caught my hand. I barely had a moment to realize what he was doing before he was pulling me out of the VIP lounge and down the corridor that led to an emergency exit. I had enough sense to glance behind me to make sure no one was watching, but the only ones that were looking in our direction were Linc and Rhett. Neither of which I wanted to save me from whatever was about to happen. I didn’t want Rhett to get hurt and I didn’t want Linc running his fucking mouth.
The corridor narrowed the closer we got to the emergency exit. By the door there was a little alcove that Devlin pulled me into and backed me against the wall. “Are you with Rhett Fucking Tomlinson or not?”
The sound of his voice, so thick and rich, made my nipples bead and my panties flood with my need for the man standing so unwaveringly in front of me. My head clouded with desire that only Devlin had ever produced in me, making any thoughts of telling him to go fuck himself once more to vanish like a puff of smoke.
“Answer me, damn it,” Devlin commanded, his head lowering until I could feel the heat of his breath on my lips. “Natalie, I can’t handle this. Just tell me before I fucking go off the rails.”
“Dev…” My tongue drifted out without my permission to dampen my suddenly dry lips. With a moan I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. The scent of his cologne only heightened my overwhelming need to kiss him. “Shut up, Dev,” I breathed as I sealed our mouths together.
He stiffened against me for just a moment before he took control of the kiss. His arms encircled my waist, his hands moving down to cup my ass and pressed my lower body against his thick cock. He swallowed my next moan as he thrust his tongue deep into my mouth and lifted me. My legs wrapped around his waist as if it was the natural thing to do. Because it was. My body knew instinctively that Devlin meant pleasure, just as my heart knew he meant pain.
With my legs wrapped around him tightly, my skirt shifted upward. His big, talented hands pulled it the rest of the way up until his fingers were pulling away my panties and he was cupping flesh. I rubbed my pussy over his jeans-clad cock. More liquid flooded my passage in anticipation of him filling me and I knew that he would know exactly how much I wanted him. In that moment I didn’t care. I just wanted to come, and I wanted to come right then.
I didn’t know which sensation to concentrate on the most. The feel of his cock rubbing against my clit in just the right way. His hands squeezing and massaging my ass. His tongue thrusting in and out of my mouth, mocking the love making that I so desperately wanted. He tasted of beer with a hint of well-aged bourbon and of the man I still stupidly loved. It was all so overwhelming, so deliciously overwhelming and I could feel myself getting closer. Closer.
With a curse Devlin lifted his head. We were both breathing hard, but I didn’t care if I ever breathed again as long as he kept kissing me. “Dev—” I started to beg him for more, but there was no need as he lowered his head once more and licked his way down my neck.
My fingers thrust into his hair, raked over his scalp as he licked lower, to the top of my low cut shirt and dipped into the valley between my breasts. His hips thrust against the swollen flesh of my pussy, making my nails sink deeper into his flesh without thinking. Devlin made a growl in pain-filled pleasure and I wanted to apologize but I couldn’t form the words.
“Nat, do I need anything?” He lifted his head, long dark hair falling into his face as he looked at me with the same intense desire that I was feeling shining at me through his eyes.
“No,” I breathed, trying to think clearly. “No, I went to the doctor.” There was no reason for protection now. The fog was slowly starting to fade but my body was screaming at me to stop thinking and just let Devlin inside.
His lips covered mine again, putting an instant halt to anything else that might have filtered through my mind. His tongue thrust deep even as he released my ass with one hand so that he could free himself from his jeans and boxers. I kissed him back, sucking his tongue hard so that I could taste more of him.