Chapter 25
Chapter Twenty-Five
LIVIANNA/LILY
Then
Stained Lips & Cold Conversations
His hands say stay, my mouth says sin…and neither one remembers who crossed the line first.
Casey, the cute blond guy I hired to help me with marketing Livianna Grace Designs, pulls me through the thick crowd at the members-only dive bar where I occasionally hang out.
“Let’s hope there isn’t a long line.” He glances back at me and winks. “After you teased me on the ride over, I’m about to take you right here in front of everyone.”
Oh, I forgot to add that tidbit. Casey and I are also fucking on the side.
I squeeze his hand. “Is that something you’d do?”
“What?”
“Having sex in public.”
“I’ll try anything once. Twice if I like it.”
I laugh and we find our way to one of the two unisex bathrooms. We only have to wait a few minutes but keep ourselves busy while making out with one another.
Once it’s our turn, he yanks me in behind him. The people waiting after us either groan or cheer us on.
“We’ll try to make it quick.” I shrug and step into the area.
Casey closes the door and locks it. “Forget them and get over here.”
I turn to face him and press my lips to his. At first, it was strange to kiss someone other than Callum, but now I pretend I’m playing a role.
It makes it easier and, in all honesty, I’m enjoying letting my sexual side out. I’ve had a damn good time expressing myself.
I run my palms down his bodybuilder muscular chest and find his belt buckle. He breaks our kiss and lifts my skirt.
His smoldering green eyes burn into mine. “We had plenty of foreplay on the car ride over. Your pussy was dripping before we got in here and I’m hard. You know what that means, right?”
“Yes.” I turn around and he bends me over the counter.
My panties are already off and tucked away in my purse. What can I say? Our trip over in the car service was eventful.
We worked together all day and spent most of that time turning each other on with sexual innuendos and soft grazes across certain sensitive spots.
He slips his pants down enough his girthy dick springs out. My heart rate picks up and wetness seeps between my legs as he rips open a condom and rolls it on.
He runs the tip of his length over the outside of my sex, stopping and rubbing it against my bud. “Yeah, sugar. Your clit is so swollen it’s about to burst. You want me as much as I want you.”
“Then show me.” I find his hooded eyes in the reflection of the mirror. “Hard.”
“You got it.” He takes one more swipe through my folds and drives himself into me.
He grabs a fistful of my now blazing red hair with a black shadow root and yanks my head back. My neck strains as he plows into me with force.
My hip bones hit the edge of the counter and pain fills my core. Casey is anything but gentle and I love it. It helps me focus on the sex itself so I don’t think about anything else.
I groan and close my eyes. “Harder. Pound into me until I can’t take any more.”
“Doing my best.” He pulls my hair and places his palm on my shoulder, using it for more leverage. He shoves his cock as far into me as it will go. “Better?”
“Yes. That’s perfect.”
“Get yourself to come. My hands are kind of tied up.”
I reach between my legs and make circular motions over myself. He slides in and out of me with the intensity of a lion trying to mate for the last time.
Our skin slapping against each other echoes through the room along with our various grunts and moans. I open my eyes and watch his reflection. He keeps his gaze lower where we’re joined together.
He releases my shoulder, grabs a handful of my butt, and squeezes it until I yelp. “I fucking love this ass. One day I’m going to take it and make it mine.”
Just the suggestion of him taking it makes me combust. “Casey! Fuck!”
“That’s it. Come all over my dick. Make me all wet and shiny.”
Shocks of pleasure web from my pussy and out through every vein in my body. My legs quake and I shudder in bliss.
“Fuck, Livianna. Your pussy gets so tight when you come. It’s the best.” He thrusts into me hard and fast. A few pumps more and his body stills. “Oh, yeah. I’m shooting my load so far inside you.”
His dick throbs in waves against my walls. His orgasm must be intense. I catch my breath as he brings himself back to the room.
He pulls out, takes the condom off, and throws it away. “Let’s get cleaned up and get something to drink.”
“Sounds good to me.” I retrieve my panties once I’ve wiped myself down with a damp paper towel and put them on. “I’ve got some coke if you want a line.”
“Why not? It’s Friday.”
We get ourselves straightened out and do a couple of bumps. We check our noses. Once we’re presentable, he takes my hand and leads me out of the bathroom.
The hallway is crowded, but the people waiting are pretty cool about us taking so long. Casey is a pretty big guy, so I’m shadowed by his body.
He glances back and shifts to the side. “Get in front of me so I don’t lose you.”
“Okay.” I maneuver around him and start out to the main part of the bar. I smile and peek back at him. “We’ll be lucky if we get a table.”
“Watch out!” He holds his arm out to stop me from running into something.
We collide with someone and I’m squished between two men. Both of whom I’m very familiar with.
Callum’s clean, ocean breeze cologne is easy to detect, along with the feel of his chest against my palms. My heart stops and I bring my gaze to his.
Part of me shrinks while the other part holds my head high. He’s probably been having sex with women for who knows how long, so I’m not doing anything wrong.
For a brief second, I just want him to beg me to come back to him and make everything better. I shake the thought loose as soon as Zara pops into my brain.
“Sorry, man.” Casey makes room for me to step out from between them. “My lady here wasn’t paying attention to where she was going.”
Callum tips his chin in acknowledgment and stares icy daggers at Casey. We stand in silence for what seems like a full minute.
The air grows tense and fueled. I tug on Casey’s hand to get him to move, but he pulls it back to keep me in place.
“That’s where I know you from!” Casey grins and pats Callum’s arm. “You’re Cash Mayze. I’m a huge fan.”
“Thanks.” Callum’s hardened expression remains solid. His cold, glossed-over eyes tick to me. “For the record, I’ve been here since happy hour. You weren’t here when I arrived, so I’m not in violation.”
“I know. We just got here.” I tuck my hair behind my ear. “So you know, I’m not going to call anyone to enforce those orders. Things were just… I needed some time and space.”
“Wait.” Casey motions between us. “Do you two know each other?”
Callum flashes me a pain-sickened grimace. “Why don’t you tell him, Lily?”
“Lily?” Casey’s face wrinkles up. “Wrong person.”
“No, it’s not. Your lady is Livianna Hemings.” Callum sucks in a breath as if someone punched him in the gut. “For saying you’re a huge fan, you obviously don’t know shit about me. Makes me wonder why you’d call yourself one.”
Some guy coming out of the bathroom tries to get past us. He stops and addresses Casey.
“Dude, you held up the restroom by fucking her in there and now you’re out in the hallway doing the same thing.” He snickers through his words. “Not the fucking, but the clogging things up.”
Heat crawls up my neck, but I square my shoulders anyway.
“Yeah, I got the point.” Casey steps to the side. “What can I say? A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.”
“Right?!?” The guy slugs Casey in a brotherly way as he shuffles by us. “We could hear you two going at it. Personally, I love a woman who likes it rough. You’re a lucky man.”
I lower my head and my heart hurts for Callum. It might be fine for me to be having sex with someone else, but he doesn’t need to know the details.
The guy leaves and I keep my eyes on our feet while trying to figure out a way out of this mess without making everything worse.
Casey takes my hand. “If you’ll excuse us, we’re thirsty and want to get a drink.”
“Sure thing. After all, you gotta do what you gotta do, so don’t let me get in the way.” Callum trudges to the end of the line.
I follow Casey to the main area, feeling the size of an ant. We find a two-top and snag it before anyone else can.
“We’re lucky we got this.” He pulls out my chair.
“Yeah, we are.” I take a seat. “It’s busy.”
He sits and peers over at me. “I take it you and Cash used to date?”
“You would be correct.”
“That explains his reaction to me.” Casey groans. “And that guy saying what he did. I’m sorry, Livianna. I didn’t know how to respond, so I said the first thing that came to mind.”
“It’s okay.” I roll my eyes. “It sucks. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”
“Shit happens all the time, but that was one of the worst run-ins with an ex I’ve ever been a part of.”
My stomach turns and memories of Callum and I float through my head. My love for him bubbles up.
“Casey, will you order me a vodka soda and give me a minute to…?” I wave to the opening of the hallway.
“Sure. Take care of whatever you need.” He sends me an understanding smile. “You’re sure they won’t card you?”
“They know me. That’s why I brought you here. It’s a secret joint for underage stars. They get a ton of business from people like me, so don’t tell anyone.”
“Scout’s honor.” He holds up three fingers, signaling the pledge.
I slip out of my chair and try to keep my thundering heart from pounding out of my chest. I find a clear space by a storage area that’s near the restroom where I wait for Callum to come out.
A minute or two pass and he marches toward me as he adjusts his black T-shirt. He spots me and shakes his head.
I step in front of him. “Can you please give me a second to…fix this?”
He rakes his teeth over his bottom lip as he seems to consider it. He glances at the spot where I was standing and leads me over to it by my elbow.