In one aggressive move, Odessa was pushing me on the bed, her lips pestering mine for attention as she moved over the top of me.
“I’ve wanted you since the second I laid eyes on you, Dillon,” she whispered, fumbling with my jeans.
“Hey, we shouldn’t do this,” I protested, trying to push her off of me. The second my hand touched her heated skin, she moved up, placing her hot pussy in the palm of my hand.
“My pussy says otherwise,” she countered, giggling again as she started rubbing herself against my palm. “Go ahead and stick those digits in. I want to feel your fingers deep inside me.”
I was shocked, unable to distinguish right from wrong. The teenage boy inside of me was hard as fuck, ready to give up his virginity to the woman who was trying to claw it out of me, but the man that was fighting to take shape was doing his best to hold his own, too absorbed with the doe-eyed woman outside to really focus on the girl offering herself up to me.
Before I could start pushing her away, my door slammed open and Odessa was flung off me, ripped backward by her hair as Bangs pulled her to the ground.
“Bitch! You stupid whore. What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“What you won’t,” Odessa said with a smile.
“He’s mine!” Bangs growled in defiance, her hand cracking against Odessa’s face. “Get the fuck out of here.”
Odessa’s eyes darkened, and next thing I knew, both women, topless and covered in glitter, started cat-fighting right there in the middle of the room.
“Girls stop!” I yelled, trying to pull them apart.
A few seconds later, Big Sandy and Liberty came skidding into the room, pulling Odessa off Bangs just as I gripped her waist and pulled her into my arms, still clawing, kicking and screaming.
“What the hell is going on here?” Big Sandy demanded.
“That bitch tried to fuck Dillon,” Bangs seethed with nothing but rage and emotion flashing in her eyes.
“Is that true, Odessa?”
“He wanted it!” Odessa argued. “His dick was hard as fucking stone. I felt it.”
They all turned to look at me, and I held my hands up in defeat. “I’m eighteen and a naked girl climbed on top of me… if I wasn’t hard, I’d be batting for a different team.”
They all laughed.
“Come on, Odessa, you know better than this,” Liberty added, speaking up for the first time. “Besides, your break is over, and you're wanted on stage.”
Odessa glared at Bangs, who was still lunging at her like she wanted to gouge out her eyeballs. “You may think you have laid your claim on him, Bangs, but when you’re not looking, I’m going to be all over his cock, and taste exactly what you’re missing.”
“Over my dead body,” Bangs screamed.
Odessa looked her up and down and smirked. “That can be arranged.”
Big Sandy and Liberty pushed her out of the room, leaving me alone with Bangs.
“What the hell was all that about?” I asked when I finally had her alone.
She moved away from me and glared. “Don’t worry about it, Dillon. Just go back to being a naïve asshole, like you always do.”
She stomped out of the room, leaving me sitting there dumbfounded and confused.
What the hell just happened?
Chapter Nineteen
There was a commotion coming from the club. All the girls were on edge, and it had something to do with a seedy-looking guy in a suit that was going around asking a bunch of different questions.
I didn’t like him. There was something about him that just wasn’t sitting right with me.
