Harley
The drinks wouldn't stop flowing and if I'm being honest I didn't want them to stop, I was drowning in ecstasy.
The music was thumping, we'd moved from the bar to the dance floor on the third floor and the rhythm was intoxicating.
My arms were above my head, the first few buttons of my black shirt now lay open as I lost myself to the music.
We'd lost Tylor a while ago but I spotted him heading to the bathroom with a curvy red headed woman before his disappearance.
The last standing were me, Alex and Isabelle. However Isabelle was being eyed by what seemed to be an angel, the way god had formed him into pure excellence.
Eventually the music swayed her towards him and they were necking each other on the outskirts on the dance floor. My buzz was wearing off, grabbing Alex I dragged her back to the bar to get a much needed refill.
Trying and failing to wave down the bartender I settled on staring at the crowd, leaning against the bar for support.
"Are you doing okay?" Alex said her dark eyes staring me down,
"I would be with another drink." I chuckled out.
"No I mean really Harley you've been off. And I talked to Derek and -"
"Jesus Alex right now, can't we just have fun!" My yelling was swallowed by the bass but obviously got the attention of the bartender, as he somehow got further away from us.
"God I'm just worried."
"Be worried about getting me a drink ey." I curtly replied turning to face the bar again trying to signal him over with no luck.
"That's something I can help with."
I smelt the pinewood and whisky soaked in together before I saw him,
I felt his arm brush my shoulder before I saw him, as he raised it instantly getting the bar man's attention.
I saw his shadow envelop me before I saw him,
I heard his dark husky voice tickle my ear before I saw him.
Him.
I was afraid to turn around but the liquid courage had me basically twirling for him.
All of him, he towered over my 6 foot frame with his pale skin that was perfect not an ounce too light. It didn't have that sickly look instead I imagined him glistening under the moonlight.
Midnight black hair that reached his shoulders framing his face that flowed down perfectly, a strong angular jaw with upturned cheeks. Perfectly pink lips that I lingered on for far too long.
"What?" he had said something that I'd missed entirely, too entranced by the way he stood. It was all starting to make my pants feel too tight.
"What would you like to drink tonight darling?" God was he gay as well, god please I've never asked for anything, just gift him to me tonight just once.
His tone was firm but sultry, I could barely hear him speak the blood rushing south and the alcohol blurring my mind.
But the alcohol couldn't dull what I was seeing, the look in his eyes, they never left mine and they bore a hole through me.
They were dark, pitch black orbs but if you looked long enough, which I did. You could see tinges of red sparks, flames that were like the ones building inside my stomach or was that my dick.
"Vodka." I breathed out like a whisper, well if I'm being honest it was more than likely I panted it out.
"Vodka what Darling?" he smoothed a strand of hair behind my ear, my knees almost buckled from the cool caress of his long fingers.
"Vodka sho - "
"He's good." I was snapped back to reality leaving the little section of the bar we had carved out for each other.
"Are you a guard dog?" a devilish smirk played on his lips and I felt dangerously close to grabbing him and smashing our faces together. . .
"No however I am his sister in law." Shit my erection seemed to shrivel up, and in an instant I had never felt so sober in my life.
I saw the mystery man look down towards my hand the gold band seeming to now burn under his gaze, I hid my hand instinctively.
They both saw me do it, their reactions worlds apart.
"Alex it's just a drink" I slurred finally leaving his gaze trying to wave her away.
"He's married and drunk I think you should go." She didn't look at me as she gave the man a stern reply grabbing my shoulder shielding me from the man my body was screaming for.
He looked past her and found my eyes once again,
"What's your name beautiful?".
He thought I was beautiful! The compliment felt more meaningful than any I had every received before as I envisioned him growling it into my ear as he -
"Harley let's go. Now." Alex please let me enjoy his presence a second longer, but the words wouldn't leave me. I know I was in the wrong. The way he made me feel already felt like an affair let alone what I'd do. We'd do if left alone.
"Harley" the man seemed to sing out, pronouncing every syllable one by one.
My name felt so good in his mouth like honey being poured into my ear, but what scared me most is that it felt so familiar, so right.
Like it was inevitable, like I had met him before and this was a reunion more than anything else.
Eventually Alex's soft pulls became full on shoves and I stumbled slightly hitting the patron behind us, a drink spilling directly onto my shirt making it slightly translucent.
Looking down grabbing tissues from the bar counter I came to the horrifying conclusion that my nipples we're erect and the lustful stare they were getting from the perpetrator, resulted in what sounded like a growl from the mystery man.
God I am drunk, how the fuck could he be growling.
" Fine." I grumbled more petulant than I would've wanted but I guess the alcohol was still in my system.
"Great, finally." Alex wasted no time yanking me away from the man and I sensed no resistance on his part.
Why did that hurt?
We didn't stop walking until we reached the ground floor where Alex basically pushed me out of the club and into the street.
The moonlight eluminated the empty street, the music from the club now a soft hum.
Sobering up some more the cold wind covering my skin in Goosebumps, I wrapped my arms around myself turning back to the door leading to him.
The sweet and I'll admit dirty fantasy began to plague my mind once again and I was letting them boil my blood again.
"What the fuck was that", shit I forgot I had another problem standing in front of me.
"It was me trying to get a free drink", god was I lying.
"Right okay I'm going chalk this up to you being drunk, but I swear to god I know what you were doing and next time I'm telling Derek." Alex was furious and if it had been anyone else I would've agreed but I wasn't having it.
"Oh yes I forgot why have Derek here when my former best friend now turned informant is present." I replied sharply.
"Don't give me shit right now, I'm this close to punching you in the jaw."
"Yes threats of violence that is why your ex husband has taken you to court for abuse." I knew I went too far the moment it left my mouth, I saw Alex's strong façade fall apart, why'd I always do this?
"Fuck sorry, I'm drunk."
"Sure that's what we'll call this tonight, I'm getting you an uber." Turning away from me I could tell I'd hit a nerve and her trembling shoulders as she got out her phone and tapped at it made me feel like an complete ass. But my fucking pride left me glued in place.
The uber came and left and the soft seats cushioned me as we rode towards my home. Me and Alex didn't even exchange a glance as I slide in alone, was I that much of a ass.
Yes.
But she didn't understand there was something about him, a light inside of me had been lit the moment I heard his voice, it had felt electric and irresistible. I wanted to ride this high as long as possible and I intended to.
Traffic was non-existent so I stumbled my way into our house after a short 15 minute ride. The key wouldn't go in but damn was I putting up a fight. I finally had gotten it inside the fucking hole when the door swung forward and I dropped with it.
"Morning.", well it technically was the morning at the early hour of 3am.
"Hey baby." I said looking up at him before stumbling back to my feet using the door as leverage.
He didn't reply instead walking back into the house silently, oh fuck this was not good. I followed trying to quickly explain my absence, did I seem guilty? We made it upstairs and back into our bedroom before he turned back to me,
"What is going on? One minute your depressed the next your getting drunk at 3 am like a 21 year old." God I hated when he whisper shouted.
"I'm trying to have fun okay? Plus I also want to have fun with you tonight." I said stepping closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, shirt half open showing erect pink nipples ready to be ravaged.
"Wait - no, your not going to sex your way out of this."
"Why not?" before he could reply my lips were on his, tongues dancing but something happened that I did not expect. I felt nothing. No matter how much of an asshole I'd been of late I loved him that had never changed, but something felt different.
We continued to kiss until we were both out of breath and I could feel his erection on my flaccid one. An hour ago I couldn't keep it in my pants but now I was so bored, and before I knew it my sole focus was the dust on the top of the dresser and how much it was irritating me.
I tried to reengage and will my buddy up again, when a face flashed in my mind that had me excited as ever.
Derek grabbed at my junk and a small chuckle escaped his lips, feeling my hard member.
His voice is deeper.
I felt him grope my ass and lift my shirt over my head with the other arm,
I miss his cool touch.
I let him throw me onto the bed and his shadow seemed pale in comparison as he hung over me. Lowering his head to divert his attention to my member all I could envision as I gripped Derek's head and held him down was the mystery man's intoxicating smile.