Chapter 29
Wes
I’m seeing red, and it’s not just the flashing lights of the club. I have no feelings other than disgust and hate for Shelby Reynolds, and I never wanted to see her and her lying face again. Especially when I’m trying to have a fun night out with my friends and my girl.
Elli looks murderous as soon as Matt says her name, but when she looks at me she softens and leans closer to me. I inhale her familiar coconut and vanilla smell and feel marginally better. I just hope to God Shelby stays the fuck away from us.
“I can’t believe that bitch is here tonight, of all nights.” Robin hisses as she brings a tray of drinks. She slides me over my usual on nights like tonight: a good old fashioned root beer, and hands another one to Elli.
I’m surprised to see Elli’s not drinking, but I don’t want to make her feel weird so I’m not going to ask.
“Elli, wanna do tequila shots?” Sav waggles her eyebrows at my girl, and Elli shudders.
“Absolutely the fuck not, thank you.” She faux gags, and everyone chuckles at her.
Tequila. That’s probably what made her so wasted that night.
Sav and Robin down their whiskey shots and pull Elli to the dance floor, leaving me with Matt, Sean, and Drew.
Fifteen minutes later, the girls are still swaying on the dance floor to Wannabe by the Spice Girls.
Elli’s hips are calling to me like a siren’s song.
I’m about to go to her when I feel a tap on my shoulder and I swear the temperature drops thirty degrees because I already know who it is.
I can smell the cheap vodka and the cigarettes before I even turn around.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my songbird.” Shelby’s voice grates against my every nerve ending.
“I’m not your anything, Shelby.” I say, not taking my eyes off my girl.
She scoffs, “Come on, Wes. We both know I’m the best you’ll ever have. I’m even willing to take you back, especially after that beautiful song you wrote about the lady bugs or whatever.” Her hot pink clawed hand starts tracing a line up my arm, and I grab the hand quickly and shove it off.
I feel Sean, Drew, and Matt eyeing me carefully, gauging if they need to step in. I turn my whole body to Shelby and get a good look at her for the first time in over two years.
She looks worn. Smoking two packs a day will do that to you I guess. The bags under her eyes are purple, even through the caked on makeup she has on.
My tone is harsh as I reply. “First of all, you were far from the best I’ve ever had.
Second, I wouldn’t get back together with you if it was the only thing that could save humanity.
Third, that song is not for your disgusting ears.
It’s for my girl, the one who’s finally pieced me back together after your claws tore me apart.
I never want to see you again, Shelby. Get the fuck out of here and go back to whatever boytoy is currently funding your vices. ”
Shelby opens her mouth to respond, but a head of chocolate brown waves covers my view.
“Is this your new flavor of the week, Wes? Isn’t she a little… heavy for your taste? Damn, you’ve really downgraded. This fat bitch is never going to be able please you-”
“Listen, bitch,” Elli interrupts harshly, “I may be fat but that just means there’s more of me to love.
Sorry, not sorry you let go of the best guy in the world because you were dumb.
Never speak to or about Wes again. In fact, don’t even look at him because I’m not fucking afraid to fight.
” Elli’s voice is calm as she backs Shelby into the wall.
My dick and heart are so confused because I’m scared for Elli’s safety- Shelby's a loose cannon- but it’s so damn hot watching her stand up for me.
No one’s ever stood up for me like that before, definitely not someone I’ve dated, and I fall a whole lot more in love with this feisty girl.
Shelby’s indifferent mask slips back on and she literally hisses at Elli. “Fuck you.” And walks away.
Elli turns to me, her face red, her body vibrating with anger. I pull her into my arms and squeeze her, trying to convey my gratitude and how much I appreciate her.
Robin comes over and claps Elli on the shoulder, laughing. “Damn, Elli. I’ve never seen anyone put Shelby in her place like that. That made my night.”
“You okay, baby?” I whisper against her head.
“I saw her talking to you and saw red, Wes. I’m sorry if I overstepped, but I couldn’t bear to see her touching you. I’m okay now, though.” She replies, sounding almost embarrassed.
“Baby, you can stand up for me anytime. That was hot as hell.” I say, grinding my erection into her soft stomach.
She lets out a little gasp, then with mischief in her eyes says, “Come dance with me?”
I grab her hand, leading her to the dance floor. Shivers by Ed Sheeran comes on, and our bodies move as one. I spin and twirl her, moving her against me like we’ve done this a million times. I’m about to combust in my pants by the time the song ends and I seal our mouths together.
“I know it hasn’t been long, but I want to get out of here, Wes.” Elli pants against my mouth. “Please.”
Who am I to resist?
I give her a nod in agreement, then drag her over to our friends so we can say goodbye. I watch Elli hug Sav and Robin while I give the boys a bro hug, then I’m dragging her back out of the club and to the car.
When we get to my car, before I open her door, I push her body against it with mine and take her mouth like it’s the oxygen I breathe. I love the way the softness of her body compliments the hardness of mine, like we’re two puzzle pieces fitting together effortlessly.
When I break the kiss to open the door, Elli’s face and chest are flushed, her lipstick a little smeared, and she looks absolutely wrecked already.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
“Alright baby, let’s get you in the car so I can take you to my place.” I say, my voice husky with lust.
“Okay.” She says shyly, ducking her head into the car and buckling her seatbelt.
When I get in, she’s biting her lip, her pupils are dilated, and I can see the pointy peaks of her nipples through the thin material of that goddamn dress. It’s nice to know she’s as aroused as I am. I wonder if she’s wet for me. God, I can’t wait to find out.
The whole way home I remind myself she’s a virgin and I have to go slow. Some of the things I like in the bedroom might scare her if I’m not careful, so I have to be gentle and take my time with her, even if I want to devour her whole right now.
When we get to my apartment, she starts making herself at home, taking off her shoes and leaving them haphazardly on the floor and grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen. I’m hit with a rush of lust and love and desire so big I can’t control myself.
I love seeing her in my space, I love holding her in my arms. I want her to stay here forever.
She goes into the bedroom, where she’s left an overnight bag for tonight, and starts taking off her jewelry.
“Wes?” She whispers to me, where I’m standing in the doorway.
“Yes, baby?”
“I need some help out of this dress.” She turns to look
at me over her shoulder with hooded eyes.
I stride over to her slowly, stopping behind her so our bodies are inches apart, then undo the knot so the top of the dress is loose.
“Thank you.” She whispers, keeping an arm banded around her breasts so the dress doesn’t fall.
“You’re welcome, baby.” I trace circles over her hip with my thumb, then lean into her and whisper in her ear. “Tell me what you want, Elli.”
She inhales a shaky breath, then turns to me and drops her arm so the dress falls to her feet, baring her tits and leaving her in only a white lace thong. She looks me dead in the eyes and says confidently, “I want you to fuck me, Wes.”