19
Ashlynn
Dare – Gorillaz
O nce on the interstate heading home, Neha is looking a bit angry about Nick being at her house. Which I would think that would make her happy since she said she hadn’t heard from him, and he is here surprising her. He’s taking a page out of Anthony’s book of him answering my text in person.
Finally, it is me who breaks the ice. “So, where should we go tonight? Grady wanted all of us to go out and have some drinks.”
Neha makes a “HMM” sound. “Let’s go to that new bar called The Peak. I’ve heard it’s super nice and rumor has it, they clean the women’s restrooms every 30 minutes. You can’t beat that. I bet we can get up in the VIP section with my magazine pull!”
I look over at Neha with a bit of skepticism that she has that kind of pull. “Do you really think you could? Then we can all just Uber down there or someone stay sober to be our DD. I doubt Heath will want to come after last time.”
Both of us just start cracking up at the memory of the last bar outing.
“It’s already done I know the manager of the bar! You didn’t know that, did you?!”
“I sure didn’t know that, but it’s awesome either way.” Driving a bit more, I start thinking about what to wear. This is a new bar, but it is on the nicer side as far as bars are concerned.
Neha makes a little giggle sound. “I am going to make Nick work hard for it; he thinks he can go off and not call me! He’s going to learn real quickly.”
Typical Neha, making her man really work for it. “Have you guys said you are exclusive? Can you both see other people?” I ask.
I am genuinely curious about what type of relationship those two have. “No, we haven’t talked about being exclusive, but I would want to be if he did.”
Changing the subject back to the bar, I say, “So, what should we wear? You do realize we are going there with eight dudes who ride BMX and one skateboarder. They won’t dress up; if anything, they will all say they have on their nicest t-shirt!”
This makes Neha choke on her drink of water she just took. “Oh my gosh, I totally can see them all saying that!” Neha then gets a kind of confused look on her face. “Are Noah and Mateo even of age to go out and drink?”
I shake my head at her. “No, they are both 17, so I feel bad about going out without them.”
“That’s not a problem. I will text my friend who is the manager and he will probably just have them get the giant X’s on each hand.” That’s a relief–we don’t have to leave them behind. I would feel bad about that.
“So, back to what to wear. I think you should wear those cute skinny jeans you have and just like a gray tank top. Anthony will go crazy seeing you in those jeans. The way they hug your hips, thighs, and that ass.” Anthony has always told me he loves my curves, and those jeans would show them off. “You don’t think I don’t notice him looking at your ass any chance he gets, “she adds.
Okay, thinking my outfit is picked out, I now wonder what shoes. Neha interrupts my train of thought. “You should wear your FMPs tonight too!”
I give her a very confused look, “What are FMPs?”
I get an eye roll and a sigh. “Fuck me pumps, Ashlynn!” Thinking to myself, well that’s something new, I have never heard them referred to as that, but I like it. “Not that you have to ask Anthony for that either!”
“So, what will you wear for Nick to grovel for you?” I ask Neha, interested in her response.
“My nice little black dress that hugs my body. If he thinks I am going to let him touch me, he has another thing coming.”
It’s guaranteed she will be letting Nick do more than touch her by the end of night or at some point in the bar. She is crazy for him but tries to hide it and play hard to get. Just as Neha stops talking, Nick is calling her. She puts her phone on speaker and acts annoyed. “Hi Nick, we are driving home right now.”
“Okay, it’s no rush; I know I didn’t let you know I was back in town. Are you with Ashlynn?”
Dramatically rolling her eyes, but with a huge smile on her face, she says, “Of course I am with Ashlynn, along with the whole Overbear team!”
“Oh awesome, Anthony and the team are coming up, too! I came back at the perfect time.”
“So, it would seem like it. Well, we are almost there, so see you soon.”
Letting out a soft laugh, Nick tells Neha, “I’ll just meet you at Ashlynn’s house. I can’t wait to see you! I’ve missed you.”
“Okay, byeee!” Neha is ruthless, but I know Nick saying that to her made her melt on the inside.
As soon as we arrive at my house and pull into the driveway, Nick is already waiting on the porch, chatting on the phone. He hangs up and walks over to open Neha’s door, extending his hand to help her out. Placing his hand on her hip, he pulls her close to give her a kiss, but Neha turns her head, and Nick catches her cheek instead. “Are you ok? Not happy to see me, huh?”
“I guess I am!” Neha walks by and right into the house. I go up to Nick, giving him a hug and telling him hi.
“I guess I’m in the doghouse with her for not calling her while I was gone. It’s going to be a fun few nights.”
I tell Nick, “She’s just messing with you; you know she will be fine in a little while.”
After a couple more hours of awkwardness, Anthony and the team finally get up to my house. I go to the porch to say hi to all of them and warn Anthony about Neha and Nick at the moment. Stepping on the lower step to hug Anthony, we are almost face to face with me on this step. Hugging me, he pulls back, “I don’t like you being the same height as me.”
Picking me up and putting me on the ground, so he is now taller again! “That’s much better. I like that you have to look up at me. You little shrimp!”
Once everyone is out of the van and in the house, we introduce the few riders to Nick that have never met him. Noah and Mateo are both star-struck, being big fans of his, even though they ride BMX and not a skateboard. That is respect in the action sports community. “So, Neha was able to reserve a VIP section at a new bar called The Peak in Denver.”
Grady and Clay both enthusiastically yell, “OH DAMN, VIP!”
Jax chimes in, asking, “How are Noah and Mateo going? They are underage.”
“Dude, we have fake IDs,” Noah says.
“I hate to break it to you both, but Neha already told her manager friend at the bar that you both are underage. So, you will get the good old X.” I tell Noah.
“Dammit,” Mateo says.
Neha and I are in my bedroom getting ready for the night. I have on my skinny jeans and just a tight gray tank top. I finish off the look with my peep toe heels or my FMPs–as Neha referred to them as. My hair pulled back in French braids for the night. Neha comes out of the bathroom with her tight black dress and black strappy heels. Nick is going to have a hard time keeping his hands off her. With her hair down in loose waves, Neha is beautiful: dark tan skin, light amber color eyes, and dark brown hair. She and Nick complement each other with their looks.
Walking out into the living room where everyone is hanging out, I notice Anthony looking me up and down. Neha was right about wearing what I have on. Joking with all the guys, I say, “I see you all have on your best t-shirts!”
Everyone laughs. “I hope you weren’t expecting anything overly dressy!” Nash says with sarcasm.
“I would never. I like you all how you are!” I tell them.
We all pile into the van, and we head down to Denver for the night. Chase agreed to be the designated driver, remembering the last time he drank too much in Louisville. He said he wasn’t ready to drink again. Pulling up to the bar, the manager Neha knows is outside waiting for us and leads us up to the VIP section. I can’t help but notice that he didn’t even pay any attention to Noah and Mateo for them being underage. The VIP section is beyond nice; it has three couches and a couple of chairs. Waitresses come over with champagne flutes and set them on the table. Once Neha’s friend leaves us, we all take a flute and start having fun for the night!
Sitting on the couch, everyone is talking all at once, having a good time. Anthony must think I am too far away from him because he reaches over, puts his arm around my waist, grips my left hip, and pulls me right to his side, almost sitting on his lap. Smiling over at him and putting my head on his shoulder, I ask, “Was I too far from you?”
“Yes, I like having you right by my side!” he says, kissing my temple. “Do you want another drink?”
I think of what I want–if I should change it up or stick to what I like. “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind a whiskey sour!”
After ordering more drinks, a dance song comes on, and Anthony instantly shakes his head. “No way, Ashlynn, am I going out there and dancing!”
Giving him a pouty face, I hear Mateo say, “I’ll go dance with you Ashlynn!”
With that, we are off and heading down to the dance floor, but not before I hear Anthony yell, “Keep your hands in the right place!”
I turn around and blow him a kiss.
After dancing for a few songs, Mateo and I head over to the bar and get a couple of waters. Heading back to our VIP section, I tell Mateo to let Anthony know I’ll be back soon because I have to run to the restroom. Mateo nods and heads toward everyone.
I make it to the restrooms, opening the door. Neha wasn’t lying; these are some of the nicest and cleanest bathrooms for a bar I have ever seen. The stall door is giant–no one can see beneath or up top unless they are, in fact, a giant.
Getting to the last stall and starting to close the door, it is smacked opened, and Anthony is pushing his way in. Eyes wide, I ask, “What are you doing?”
He closes the door behind him and locks it. “I am not having sex with you in the bathroom!” I shout.
Turning to me, he reaches down to the back of my thighs and lifts me up, locking my ankles together behind his back. “You know how hard it has been for me all night, watching you dance in those jeans and those fucking heels! I want to rip everything off you and do everything to you!”
Right when he tells me this, I feel his hardness. I bite his lip and pull it, starting to kiss him. I notice his hand has found his way up my tank top, grabbing at my breast and pinching my nipple. Moving to the other one doing the same. Anthony moves his mouth right to the spot right under my ear, making me breathe hard. He knows that’s my favorite place for him to kiss. “Are you sure you don’t want to change your mind about having sex in this nice bathroom? I’m growing crazy Ashlynn!”
As we are making out like there is no tomorrow, the bathroom door opens, with a couple giggling girls walking in.
We continue our make-out session until we hear one of the girls mention Anthony and Nick's names. Both of us stop and listen for a minute. “OMG did you see that both Anthony Ville and Nick Greene are here? They are both so HOT!”
The girl’s friend doesn’t say anything about them for a minute. “I don’t know who they are.”
The other girl says, “They are probably the hottest two dudes in this bar. They are both in action sports. Anthony Ville is a BMX rider and Nick Greene is a skateboarder.”
“Um, I didn’t know you watched that stuff.”
“My ex did, so that’s how I know them. They both are here with girls. From what I could tell, Anthony only has eyes for her, too. I noticed that when a couple of waitresses would walk by, they never strayed from her.”
“Wouldn’t that be nice to be with a guy who has eyes for only you!” With that, both girls exit the bathroom.
“So, is that true? Do you only have eyes for me?” I ask Anthony and start kissing him again.
Holding the back of my neck in a tight grip and with his forehead against mine, he says, “You know I only ever had eyes for you, Ashlynn baby!”
With that, Anthony starts kissing down my neck, licking and biting. His hand unbuttons my jeans and starts rubbing me over the top of my sheer G-String, that I wore just for him. I let out a quiet moan and next thing, he has a couple fingers pumping in and out of me. “Since I have to wait to fuck you, I’m going to make you cum. So, I have your smell on me all night!”
“Who said you are going to fuck me when we get home?” I say, playing with him just to get him going that much more, but it backfires because he starts pumping his fingers faster.
“Oh my god, Anthony,” I moan.
“Yeah baby, you like that, huh? Thinking you can be a smart ass and hold sex from me. Say you want it, too!”
“Yes,” I say in a moan.
Minding our business in the stall, the bathroom door slams against the wall, like it was just kicked in and we both stop moving–each covering each other’s mouth. Finally, two people come in and slam the door shut. “You are such a dick for not calling me this whole time you have been gone.”
I look at Anthony because we both recognize the voice as Neha’s. “Fucking shit, woman. Skateboarding is my priority, then you. You know this!” Nick states very breathlessly.
Following his comment is the sound of a slap, and Neha says, “You are such an asshole!”
“You know that only turns me on more. Slap me again.” Nick tells her, and it is followed by another slap.
“You want me to forgive you? Fuck me right now!” Neha isn’t playing hard to get at all like she tried to say she would. The stall door next to us closes with Nick telling Neha to bend over.
Anthony and I are trying not to laugh at those two. However, Anthony can’t help himself. “Yeah Nick, you tell her who’s boss!” Hearing Neha gasp, “Oh my god, please leave, you guys!” Hearing the rip of the condom wrapper, Anthony and I quickly make our exit.