Florance began talking on the microphone, introducing the evening activities and information about the fundraiser for Irish families and students. I was half listening, weaving my way through people as discreetly as possible until I found Cody.
“Where have you been?” “Thanking the guy who got us into the party. He’s one of Gary’s friends. Have you seen them?”He frowned. “No, but I haven’t been looking, either. I’m too hungry to focus on anything.”I kept myself from rolling my eyes at him. “Maybe they’re not coming for dinner.”“Maybe they realized this would be boring and bailed.”Now I was frowning. If I didn’t see her here, finding her whereabouts would be next to impossible. “Wait… Over there, is that them?” Cody pointed toward the front stage where Florance was presenting. Just off to the left, there was a row of tablWe’d skimmed through the items, fancy baskets filled with expensive items and services. Some included weekend stays in vacation homes for thousands of dollars, dinner reservations and five-star restaurants, yacht trips and private flights. I was out of my league with the numbers written down on the sheets of paper.Rich felt the same way, his eyes widening with each item. He’d joked with me as if he were debating on bidding but would shake his head to indicate he was kidding. He did have a good sense of humor; it was what had drawn me to his possible friendship.“What are your plans for after this grand party?” he asked once we were done observing the auction items.“I’m not really sure,” I lied. “We might just head back to the hotel, go to bed early since last night was so late.”He ran his hand through his hair. “Yeah, look, about last night.”I raised a brow, preparing for the u
O’Neill’s was one of the oldest Irish Pubs in Chicago. It was gaudy and tacky and wonderful. The lights were dim and flashy, corny decorations were scattered all over the place. The bar was packed, and I was shocked we made it before they’d reached capacity. Upon our entrance, they were handing out beads and green masks that covered our eyes to the tips of our noses. “For fun,” the promo girl cheered. She was wearing a traditional Irish dress that pleated out by her knees, patterns of Celtics in browns, greens and whites scattered all over it.“This is my scene!” Mindy shouted over the live music. The band had four members, one playing the fiddle, bagpipes, a flute, and a drum. They were older, loud, and very Irish, fitting the setting perfectly with their kilts, red hair, and beards. People were dancing the Jig to their songs, and the spirit of the holiday was evident.Mindy and I went by the bar to grab drinks. The bartender trie
MackShe’d taken his arm when he offered it to her, and my confidence began to dwindle. Did she really have an interest in this moron? He had no business being at a fundraiser amongst the high-class society of Chicago, which meant he was either in denial, or putting himself through agony to impress Kelsey.I’d cautiously followed the two of them toward the silent auction tables, careful to keep a good distance and not to be seen. I needed a visual of her face, to see if she was entertained by his company, or if she was simply being cordial.Kelsey had given me a fair share of scowls, and I had a good inkling on if she was comfortable in situations or not by her expressions. The tables were crowded now that dinner was finishing, the business owners and socialites were either bidding on items, or bragging about what they had donated for the auction. I understood how these people worked, I grew up surrounded by them. Both my mother and father shared the lim
The details of her dress were easier to spot the closer she came. I knew her cleavage was perfect in the dress from the photo, but this view didn’t do it justice. Her hair was curled and flowing down her shoulders the way that drove me crazy, her makeup darker around her eyes than normal. She was exotic, a sexy glow to her skin even though it was near the end of the winter season.I took a sharp breath in anticipation, then finally it happened, she saw me. Her steps were smooth, as if she were gliding toward me, her eyes raking me in from head to toe until we locked gazes. I kept my mouth shut, wanting her to be the first to talk.“What are you doing here?” She said slowly, a bite forming at the beginning of her sentence, but faded into curiosity.I shrugged. “Enjoying the festivities.”She cocked her head, careful with her words. “Is that so?”I nodded. “I had some free time, thought I’d checkout w
When I found my way back into the heart of the bar, Mack was nowhere in sight as he promised. I rubbed my face with my hands, trying to make sense of the whirlwind that had just happened. Taking in a deep breath, I went back to the bar where Mindy was, my body froze in place when I saw who she was talking to.“Hey! There you are!” Mindy shouted over the music. She was sitting by a guy dressed in slacks and a dress shirt, similar to Mack’s business casual attire. “You won’t believe this, you know that bar we sometimes go to after work? He’s the owner!”When the guy turned to face me, I immediately recognized him. I put on my best smile, my insides fuming. Mack had come here with his best friend. “What a small world,” I said smoothly.“I’m Cody, and your name is?” His grin was broad and knowing as he held his hand out for me to shake.I took it, doing my best to keep my irritation hidden
MackHer eyes were wide when the door to the elevator opened. I hadn’t kissed her yet, I’d wait to touch her until we were in the room. I watched her swallow, then turn on her heels, her hips swaying perfectly in her shimmery dress. I followed her, keeping a short distance between us, unable to control myself from touching her exposed back with my fingertip while she opened the door.I was ready to savor her tonight, explore her body in a way I’d never gotten the chance to. She pushed the door open, and my hands found her hips, pushing her forward into the room. I peppered kisses along her neck while she led me inside. Her hands covered mine, pulling my arms around her until I was hugging her back to my chest.She sighed, then pulled away from me. “Take off your shoes and wait here.”My hands found my pockets as I watched her disappear into one of the suite bedrooms and close the door. I groaned inwardly as I watched her leave, cur
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Kelsey sighed, trailing her hands along my shoulders, goading me to let her go. I dropped my hands to her waist, guiding her off my now half stiff shaft.Laying back on the bed, resting my arms underneath my head, my body suddenly exhausted. I’d almost fallen asleep by the time she’d come back to bed. She didn’t say anything, but laid on her side, resting her head on her forearm.I opened one eye, waiting for her to snuggle up against me, and was slightly disappointed she’d put a t-shirt on. Was she not a cuddler? I suppose I’d never had the desire to cuddle, either, but something about Kelsey’s body being pressed against me had opened my mind to the idea.“Everything okay?” I asked, my voice gruff.She didn’t talk at first, and it caused me to sit up. “Did I do something wrong?”She shook her head. “No, it was fantastic, I’m not su
I’d never taken him in the way he had insinuated, and I was ready to rock his world with the simple flick of my tongue. Planting my hands on his hips for leverage, I dipped my head, pressing my eager lips to the tip of his heavy shaft. I grabbed it in my hand, lifting it to get a better angle. He hissed through his teeth, his eyes intently watching my every move.“Push on my head, and you’ll regret it,” I warned.He snatched a handful of my hair, gently tugging it while it curled in his hand. A soft breath released from my lips, loving his dominance. “I have faith you won’t need my direction.”I smirked at him, pumping his cock with my hand. “I’ve got an idea of what you might like.”Nodding, he pulled on my hair gently. “Let’s see if your intuition is on point.”Not wasting anytime, I swallowed him in, not bothering to tease him. This was my gift to him for putting up with my outl