apter Six Sweet and Tart
onto the back of the bar, he picked up different liquor bottles, mixing them together before topping it all with a cherry.
“Travis makes some of the best drinks.” Ryan whispered into my ear and I shivered at the touch of his lips against the shell of my lips. How his hot breath played against my skin, making goosebumps rise. I turned my head to look up at him. His tongue was tucked behind his teeth as he looked down at me and I could see the flash of metal in his tongue. I wondered how that would feel against my heated flesh?
I had heard rumors, but I had never been with anyone with a pierced tongue. It made me wonder what other parts of him were pierced. His hand moved from my waist to stroke up my arm and I bit my lower lip trying to fight back the moan of pleasure at his touch. Why did it feel so good?
Travis sat the drink down in front of me and I looked away from Ryan, down to the drink. It was a cloudy pink and yellow liquid. I had no idea what it was. I looked back up at Travis, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth. His arms were against the bar as he leaned over, watching me.
“What is it?” I asked, picking up the drink and sniffing it.
‘Try it.” He smirked at me, ‘I bet you’ll like it.”
Swallowing hard, I lifted the glass to my lips, taking a small sip. Letting the flavors swirl over my tongue. It tasted like almonds and cherries. It was sweet yet tart, I took another sip before sitting the drink down. “It’s really good. What is it?”
“It’s an amaretto sour.”
“Strange name. It’s not sour.” I said, picking the cherry out and popping it into my mouth. “I bet you’re not sour either. I bet you’re sweet and tart, that you taste like cherries.”
My eyes widened and I felt my body clench up at his words. It felt like there was a tightly wound coil inside of me that might spring apart at any minute. His hand moved to catch mine as Ryan’s fingers trailed higher up my arm until he rested them on my shoulders. I moaned at the pleasure of it, feeling my nipples tighten beneath the fabric of my short black dress. My cheeks reddened at the sound that slipped from my lips and I pulled away from both men.
“11,1 need to go to the bathroom.” I stammered out, not looking at them as I picked up my drink. Chapter Seven: Something Strange
“1, 1, I need to go to the bathroom.” I stammered out, not looking at them as I picked up my drink.
“This one’s not on the house.” Travis called out.
“Okay, I’ll-” I started pulling my purse around my body to dig out the cash to pay for my drink. Travis cut me off and I looked up at him. He still had that hungry look in his eyes and his hands were flat on the bar now, like he might jump over it and come after me. Which was silly. Humans didn’t chase other humans like a wild animal. My eyes flicked to Ryan and he had that same look in his eyes, only there was no bar separating us. All it would take was a few steps from him to reach me.
“It’s on me, sweets.” Travis smirked, sharp teeth flashing in the strobe light that flickered out of the corner of the room. My heart started to race and I felt my throat tighten as a spike of fear worked its way down my spine. I looked up into his eyes. They were filled with a promise of something dark and dangerous that I still wanted. A promise of the pleasure that he could give me, that they could both give me. I turned away from him, unable to take the intensity of his and Ryan’s stare.
“We’ll be here, waiting for you.” Ryan called out to my retreating form and I dipped my head down.
Something about the way that they looked at me made me feel that they saw something in me that I was missing. Opening my bag, I pulled out my lip gloss. Swiping it over my lips as the door to the bathroom swung open and Charity pulled in the lead singer of the band by his collar.
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