I really was being a brat, but I didn’t give one single solitary fuck. This was a game I was willing to play to get what I wanted, and at that moment, I wanted Brandon. I could see that he read my message, but no response came in.He was either on his way or decided I wasn’t worth his time. Turning towards my second choice, I smiled. If this guy ended up being my only option, I guessed I’d need to put in some sort of effort.
Fifteen minutes and another drink later, my chair slid roughly to the side, and Brandon now stood between me and option B. I smiled smugly up at him while option B got all huffy. “Hey, man. What’s your deal?”
“Walk away,” Brandon replied without even a glance in the guy’s direction. Brandon’s eyes shot daggers into mine. If looks could kill, I’d be dead.
“Listen, man…” option B started. Brandon closed his eyes and turned slowly, but before he could tell the guy to piss off, I pulled on his arm and leaned over so I could talk to option B.
“I’m good, my guy. Get lost.”
Option B mumbled, not so under his breath, “Fucking bitch.”
Oop!Brando did not like that. “What the fuck did you call her?” Brandon growled and leaned into his face.
Diane materialized before us. “Everything okay here?”
“Yep, we were just leaving. Right, Brando?” I pulled on his arm.
Brandon took a deep breath to calm himself and then turned towards me, his expression stony. A small screech escaped me as I was being hauled out of the bar over Brando’s shoulder.Fuck yes.
10
BRANDON
When Lexi sent me that picture from The Basement, I laughed. I knew she was doing it to get me riled up, but when I got to the bar and saw her actually flirting with that guy, I saw red. There was not a chance in hell I was leaving there without her. As I made my way closer to where they sat at the bar, I noticed his hand on her back.Nope. Not today and not ever.She wasmine. That thought should have scared the shit out of me, but it didn’t. Even though we barely knew one another, I knew I wanted her to be mine.
The initial look of shock on her face as I pulled her chair away and stepped in between them was priceless. Relief washed over me as I realized she was actually happy I’d interrupted. The guy she’d been talking to ran his mouth, but I managed to keep my cool. The last thing I needed was to get arrested for teaching that smug asshole a lesson. I wanted to, believe me. Nothing would have given me morepleasure than to knock his ass out when I heard him call her a bitch.Well, I can think of a few things that would give me more pleasure.No one was ever going to talk to her like that again, at least not in my presence. As much as I wanted to hurt him, my priority was getting her out of that bar and back to my place. I had a punishment to dole out.
I carried her out of the bar over my shoulder as other patrons and employees either cheered or watched on quizzically. Diane shook her head as she went to help her next customer—probably just another night at The Basement for her. I was sure she’d seen worse and was just glad I didn’t clobber the guy Lexi had been talking to.
I plopped Lexi into the passenger seat of my car without a word and then made my way to the driver’s side. When I started the car, Lexi turned to face me, feigning indignation. “What the fuck, Brando? I was in the middle of something.”
I raised an eyebrow and pinned her with a stare that told her I wasn’t in the mood for her shit. She crossed her arms over her chest and faced forward again with a huff.
The drive to my place was quick and silent. My mind raced with all the things I wanted to do to her. I promised her a punishment, and I was more than ready to deliver. It was more than that, though. Lexi made me feel things I hadn’t felt before—jealousy, possessiveness, this primal need to claim her, even though I knew she may never be mine in the way I wanted. Up until I saw her with that guy, I wasn’t even sure that’s what I wanted, but then I was. I wanted Lexi. All of her.
I parked and rounded the car, reaching her side as sheopened her door to get out. I picked her up and threw her back over my shoulder. Her protests fell on deaf ears as I made my way into the building and took the stairs two at a time. The entire room rattled as I kicked the door closed behind us after entering my apartment. I stormed into my bedroom and threw Lexi down on my bed.
At first, I was afraid that I was being too aggressive, and that she’d be frightened, but when I looked down at her, she had nothing but lust in her eyes. Pupils blown wide, her breathing was deep and ragged. She was as turned on as I was, but that was too damn bad. She wouldn’t be coming anytime soon.
We stared at each other for a few moments before simultaneously starting to remove our clothes. We held eye contact as we stripped down to nothing. Lexi’s smile stretched wide as I approached the bed slowly, with my painfully hard cock bobbing between us. Her eyes darted between my legs, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
“See something you like, Sweetheart?” I asked as I lowered myself onto the bed in front of her.
“Mmmhmm,” she hummed.
I started crawling up her body. “You were being a brat earlier, Lexi. You know what that means?”
She rolled her eyes. “No, but I’m sure you’re gonna tell me.”
I kissed and licked my way up her body, avoiding all the places I was sure she wanted me most. “Good girls get orgasms, Lexi. Brats get punished,” I breathed against her molten skin. She was so needy. This was going to be fun.
“Do your worst, Brando,” she shot back. She probably thought she’d get a similar punishment to the other night—a little spanking and lots of orgasms. And while her punishment would probably involve some spanking and she’d eventually get to come, it wasn’t all I had in store for her this time.
“You sure about that, Sweetheart?” I stopped as I reached her face, bracing my arms on either side of her head.
She lifted her chin. “I can take it.”Stubborn girl.We’d see about that.
“Your safe word is Rudolph,” I said, deadly serious.
