The Companion Love Trap: A Fake Dating Vacation Rom-Com

Chapter 2

As soon asshe stepped foot in the bar, I knew. My eyes clocked her, trailing over every visible inch that I could. When they landed on the heels I loved, I had to control myself from jumping over the bar and fucking her right there on the dance floor. Everly’s aqua eyes met mine, desire and mischief swirling in their blue-green depths. The specks of blue seemed molten under the lights, dragging me into their abyss.

Everly Carlisle was the most gorgeous woman I’d ever laid eyes on. Her dark chestnut hair cascaded around her shoulders and back, making me want to run my fingers through it. She was tall, her luscious legs on display in her short black dress, highlighting her golden skin that practically shimmered.

Everly was all curves with thick thighs, a lush booty, and soft middle that always made my dick stand up and take notice. Her breasts were perky, fitting just right in my hands and haunting my dreams as I devised ways to touch them again.

From the moment I’d seen her, I’d been a goner.

“You ever going to tell her, boss?” one of the bartenders on duty teased.

I shook my head, ignoring them. I didn’t want to see who’d said it; more interested in keeping my eyes on her. Not that it mattered. They all knew my obsession with her. Everyone did except Everly, it seemed.

I’d met her at the bar over a year ago when someone had called in sick, and I’d come to the floor to help out. Then once I’d gotten to know her, I fell hopelessly in love with her confidence, kindness, and optimism. Everly was a breath of fresh air on a hot summer’s day, the first lick of an ice cream cone, and the satisfying chill of stepping into a pool.

There was only one Everly Carlisle, and I wanted her bad.

But much to my dismay, Everly didn’t want a relationship, consigning me to “fuck buddy” while I held out hope of wooing her with my magical dick. Yes, I knew how caveman that sounded, but I didn’t think straight when it came to Everly. I’d do anything to be in her life, as long as I got to be in it.

I might sound ridiculous, bordering on stalkerish, but I didn’t know how to be any other way when it came to my girl. Everly owned me, even if she didn’t know it.

“Hello, handsome. I haven’t seen you here in a while,” she cooed, setting her arms on the bar, making my eyes want to drift to her glorious cleavage.

“That sounds awfully like you missed me, Carlisle.” I smirked, making sure not to push too hard. Everly was like a skittish puppy and needed to believe everything was her idea, or she’d run away, making it difficult to lure her back.

“Hmm. Maybe.” The green sparkled in her eyes this close, causing my breath to catch.

Calm the fuck down, dude. You don’t want to scare her. Not yet.

“You have a break coming up?” she asked, licking her lips.

“I always have time for you, Meu Tudo. What did you have in mind?” I sat the drink I’d been mixing on the bar, then leaned forward to give her all my attention.

“Hmm, well, I could use your help with something later.” Her fingers drifted up my arm as she traced my tattoo, increasing the butterflies as they took flight in my chest.

“I do love to help,” I purred, hoping it didn’t sound too desperate. “You going to perform with Phantom?” I asked, knowing she had a fascination with the masked piano player.

Not that the feeling wasn’t mutual. Phantom watched her from the shadows almost as much as I did. He just hid his identity, never speaking to her. But that didn’t mean they didn’t have a connection. In the few minutes they performed together, whether she chose to duel him, dance, or play along with him, it was like they shared the same heartbeat. I’d be jealous if it weren’t the hottest thing to watch.

“Maybe,” she said, her cheeks flushing as she glanced at the two people performing at the grand pianos.

One figure was in all white, the other one in all black, his hood pulled up over his head and wrapping him in shadows. Everly bit her lip as she watched Phantom play some pop song, his fingers moving over the keys like they were a part of him. She might believe she had a choice in the matter, but I knew nothing outside of a meteor attack would stop her. She needed to perform with him as much as she needed air to breathe.

“Can I get you a drink, Carlisle?” I asked, drawing her attention back to me. I might be willing to share her, but I still craved her attention, taking whatever scrap she’d willingly give.

“Sure. What’s on special?” she asked.

You. Me.

But I kept those words to myself for now.

Giving her a crooked grin, I pulled out some bottles and mixed something I knew she’d like. Her eyes watched me as I flipped bottles, putting on a show just for her, feeding my exhibition kink. Sliding it across the counter, my hand brushed against hers, electricity zinging through me. It was a wonder I could hide my erection behind the bar, my cock coming to life the second it knew she was near.

Her lips wrapped around the straw, the red liquid moving up as she sucked. I held in a groan, worried I’d come in my pants if I didn’t.

Shit. It had been far too long since I’d seen her. It had been out of desperation that I’d come down to the floor tonight, hopeful she’d be here like a siren to my call of distress.

“Mm, that’s delicious.” She licked her lips, her cute tongue peeking out to gather the sweetness that had been left behind. Our eyes connected as we stared at one another, the sound of the club disappearing as I lost myself in her trance.

“It’s a bummer about VIP. I could use some of your magic help right now.”

“I know a place.” Inwardly, I cringed, not wanting to sound too eager. But it was a lost cause when it came to her.

Thankfully, her eyes lit up, and she sucked down the rest of the drink. Taking the dirty glass, I rinsed it and walked around the bar, meeting her on the side. Her hand fell into mine, our fingers interlocking as I wove us through the crowd. We climbed the stairs; the bouncer ignoring us as we passed, moving further down the hall. I took a few more turns before we came to my office.

I leaned her against the wall, my hands cupping her face as I pressed my nose against her throat, breathing in her eucalyptus and honey scent as I dragged it across her skin. My tongue darted out, licking over her pulse point as she moaned into me. Everly practically vibrated at my touch, her body bowing to me. Every inch of her that I could, I touched as I pressed into her, melding our bodies together as one.

She whimpered, her hands grasping my biceps as she hitched one leg to gain friction. Everly rocked into me, brushing my cock with her hot center. Growling, I nipped her ear, grabbed her in my arms, and spun us around behind closed doors. The second the latch sounded, my hands were under her dress, cupping her.

“Caralho! You’re not wearing any panties, Meu Tudo?”

Everly smirked, her body moving against my palm as she watched me. “Nope.” She popped the p, making me want to pop something else between her lips.

“Nossa Senhora. You’re trying to kill me,” I gasped, my fingers moving on their own as I spread her lips apart, my middle finger flicking against her clit.

Satisfied with my touch, Everly’s head fell back against the wall as she moaned, twisting her hips to get as much friction as possible.

“Always so fucking wet and responsive,” I moaned as I moved toward her mouth. My lips were no longer satisfied with her throat, and I wanted to taste her. But, like always, Everly turned her head before I could make contact.

“Nothing on the lips. You know the rule,” she panted, moving my mouth back to her neck as she held me there.

“Fine. But one of these days, you’ll let me kiss you, Meu Tudo, and regret waiting so long. This isn’t fucking Pretty Woman.”

I didn’t wait for a response, dropping to the ground and pulling her knee over my shoulder. If she wouldn’t kiss me on the mouth, then I’d tongue the fuck out of her pussy. Licking up her center, I flattened my tongue and consumed her wetness. Her hands fell to my hair, pulling at the strands as I continued my assault. My tongue flicked against her clit before sucking it between my lips, thrusting my fingers into her wet core.

Twisting them up, I plunged them deep as I kept licking and sucking every drop she gave me, drowning in her cream. Her thighs tightened around my head, locking me in place as she came, her pussy gushing as she crested and fell apart all over my tongue like a literal wet dream.

“Fuck. Yes, Cruz!” she screamed, her hands and thighs locking me in place. Not that I minded. I’d live in her pussy if she’d let me. I’d have a balanced diet of Everly morning, noon, and evening.

When her legs quit shaking, she loosened her hold, and I stood, sucking my fingers into my mouth as she watched. Her breasts moved with each breath she took; her eyes focused entirely on me. The blue-green was barely visible, her pupils blown with lust.

I crowded her against the door, my hands cupping her face as I pressed my erection against her. Everly whimpered, her body still craving more. I’d never met someone as insatiable as me, but Everly could go as long as I did, sometimes even longer. I leaned in, kissing her throat as I sucked the sensitive skin.

“Go perform with Phantom, Meu Tudo. I want to watch you. Then, when you’re done and turned on more than you can bear, I will fuck you until you can’t stand it anymore. Do you understand?”

I pulled back, waiting for her submission as I stared into her eyes. Everly didn’t submit often or easily, wanting things to be on her terms. But I was tired of tiptoeing around. I wanted her, and I knew she wanted me. I wouldn’t try to box her in, knowing a girl like her needed to be free. But I couldn’t let her push me away any longer. My heart couldn’t take it. I loved this girl, and I needed her to know that.

“Okay, Cruz.” Her eyes swept back and forth, her shoulders relaxing.

There was so much there she didn’t say, but I’d take it. It was the inch I needed.

“What’s it going to be tonight, Meu Tudo? I’ll let the manager know.”

She bit her lip in thought, her hands naturally running up and down my back and soothing the tension that had built there.

“I want to play, and I know the perfect song. I’m going to need my violin.”

Her smile lit up, effectively stopping my heart. Once again, I had to physically hold myself back from taking more from her than she was willing to give, yet.

I nodded, pushing off her as I walked to a closet and pulled out her case, stopping to grab something out of my top desk drawer first. Her eyes took in the room, seeing it for the first time.

“What is this place?” she asked, but I didn’t answer.

“Since you decided to play dirty tonight, which one do you want?” I asked, holding up two objects. Her eyes bulged as she took in the toy in one hand and the pair of panties in the other.

She pointed toward the panties, making me smile. I bent down and lifted them over her legs, pulling up the black lace, my hands touching every inch of her I could. When I had them in place, I pressed a button on the back before I retreated and pulled her dress down.

Everly watched me, knowing I was up to something, just not sure what it was. She took her violin case and pulled the instrument out, doing a quick tuning before she nodded that she was ready.

Taking her hand, I led her back through some dark hallways to the back of the stage. I whispered to the stagehand, and he nodded, stepping away to grab her a mic.

“Oh, Meu Tudo, make it a good performance.” I hit the button in my pocket, sending a slight vibration through her as the panties pulsed.

Everly’s mouth dropped open, and she squirmed, the stagehand returning before she could say anything; leaving me in the wings with a smirk and raging hard-on.

Keep fighting, Meu Tudo. But you would be mine.

Você é o dono a do meu cora??o.