EroticReverie

*commissioned*

A few minutes after we're back inside the room I see the door open and King walks in. His eyes search the room like a heat seeking missile and stop when they find me. I'm standing with Gianna and a few of the little groupies who audibly gasp when they see "King" has come back. And I'm sure their mouths are salivating for the chance to be another "lucky mouth" for him to fuck. 

I watch the girls as they leave our sides, walking towards King as he moves towards us. He ignores the girls, his eyes staying on mine, ignoring the guy who calls his name from across the room. My heart beats faster, and I can't stand the way my body reacts to him. I shouldn't be attracted to this guy.

He says nothing as he stands near me and Gianna, and I can tell multiple people are watching him as he approaches me. He says nothing, Gianna says nothing, and I gather myself to speak.

"Can I help you?" I ask cocking my head to the side. 

He leans down, I inhale slightly when his large hand rests gently on my waist as he leans in, his nose pushing my hair , his mouth purposely brushing my ear as he speaks. 

"I should bend you over my knee and spank you for leaving me down there with my cock that hard." he says and my eyes widen and I feel my heart race. 

I lick my lips as he still brushes his lips against my ear, planting a seriously soft kiss below my ear on my neck. Gianna watches with wide eyes and a slight smile, and I know others are watching too, but I have to gather myself . I refuse to let him melt me that easily. 

When he looks at me , I crook my finger curling it , beckoning him to lean back down and when he does. I lift my hand behind his neck and then put my own mouth to his ear.

"I have to tell you...." I whisper, letting my lips take the chance to tease him as they brush his ear, and I almost lose it as his other giant hand sits on the other side of my waist and pulls my body closer to his. 

"That I really..." I exhale and let the tiniest, tiniest of moans slip from my lips on purpose. "really..." I say breathing just a little heavy. 

"Don't care about your cock." I say with a little smirk against his ear and pull back, slipping my hand away from his neck with a little grin, as I go to pull back, his hands on my waist grip me.

"I think you do Bella." he says, and his voice sounds like gravel as he leans down, back to my ear now. 

"Because while you were down there dry humping me, practically begging to be fucked.." he says and I scoff about to push away , but his one hand lifts, holding my head, looking at me. He grins and leans back to my ear.

"You left a hot little wet spot on my pants." he says and I flush, my cheeks heating, and I know he's probably telling the truth because my panties are wet. He's been making them wet all night since I laid eyes on him. Fuck. I was so screwed. I hated that he had such an effect on me. 

I pull back, rolling my eyes. 

"You think your dick is the only thing that can give me the friction I need to get off King?" I cock and brow and tilt my head. 

"You really think you're so special?" I ask and he fights a grin, he knows I'm playing a game, he knows I want him, he just wants me to admit it. But I refuse. I won't be his whore, his fight club groupie slut. 

"I do." he says with a grin. 

"Otherwise, your ass wouldn't still be here." he smirks. 

"It's free drinks King." I say with a shrug. "Now excuse me, I need a refreshment" I say with a little satisfied smile and the corner of his mouth turns up and as I walk to the other side of the room, I see the girls that were standing with us before giving me jealous glares. I ignore them and help myself to the fridge and pull out a Corona. 

"What's the deal Morelli?" says a voice as I close the fridge. I turn. It's Hyde, the guy that runs the fights, and is friends with King. 

I hold up my bottle. "Just getting a drink." 

I see his eyes look up and over my shoulder and he rubs his jaw with his hand , no doubt watching Matteo as he continues to talk to me. 

"King not your type or something?" he asks and looks back at me now. 

"Not really." I lie. 

He cocks a brow. "Oh?" 

I decide to play with fire. 

"What IS your type?" he asks, leaning against the side of the fridge as I step to the side with him. 

I cock my brow and challenge him. "Whats YOURS?" I ask and lift the beer bottle to my mouth taking a sip, not missing the way his eyes watch my lips. I give a little smile, deciding to play with fire. To piss off the Gorilla, to dangle his banana (me) in front of another of the fucking apes. 

Hyde clears his throat, looking around, and I don't look up, I don't have to in order to know that Matteo is watching us. 

Hyde straightens and moves, side stepping from me. 

"What's wrong Hyde?" I ask , placing a ingenuine hand on his chest in fake concern. 

He grabs my hand and I swear I can hear the gorilla practically beating his fists on his chest as his heavy foot steps fall across the room and land next to me. 

I smile up at him, blinking. 

"Do you enjoy pissing me off?" he asks. 

"Very much actually." I say and take a sip of the beer in my hand. 

His nostrils flare. 

"Knock it off." he says. 

"Or what?" I ask.

He licks his lips, and I watch his tongue slip across them, trying to hide my reaction, because I want my tongue on those lips, between them, on his tongue. 

I watch him turn to Hyde. "Get the car ready for me?" he half asks, half commands his friend.

"I'm ready to leave." he growls slightly to Hyde but looking at me, and my heart sinks a little to end our little game so soon, and I wonder how badly I've pissed him off. All I did was touch Hyde's chest. 

Hyde nods and walks away and Matteo looks down at me and opens his mouth to say something , but instead turns and walks to a few guys, shaking hands, saying goodbyes. I watch the groupies deflate when they realize he's leaving. They flock to him for their last chance. I stand holding my beer, watching Matteo continue to say goodbyes , and I watch him say good bye to Gianna, Max, and Sven. 

I wait , and I wait, and without one more look at me. King leaves the fucking room. I scrunch my nose and scoff to myself. 

"fucker." I mutter to myself. 

I sip my beer again and wonder what the hell happened, and I shake my head to myself for even caring, but thirty seconds later the door swings open and he's back. My heart pounds lightening fast from the way he looks at me. 

He nods his head back, to the hallway while looking at me. 

I bite my lip, and set down my drink and walk over to Gianna and give her a kiss on the cheek and she smirks at me. 

"I'll be right back" I say.

She giggles. "Sure you will" 

I roll my eyes and then look to King, who looks impatient as all hell, and I move my feet, my heels clicking across the floor as the groupie girls give me one last dirty look as I walk through the door. 

I have no plan on giving myself up to King, or giving him what he'd originally called me to his after party for. But I have to give a little, because I'm afraid he'll only be persistent for so long. why would he waste his time on me for more than an hour, when he can have another girl, who would require less work?

He closes the door behind us and I turn to look at him and he looks down at me. 

"You're a fucking brat, you know that don't you?" he asks. 

I fight a smile. "Yes." 

He inhales. 

"Come with me." he says. 

"Where?" I ask looking back into his eyes. 

"Wherever." he says. "wherever you want to go." 

I study his face and chew my lower lip, he reaches up, his thumb pulls at my lip between my teeth.

"Play fair Bella." he says. 

I almost tremble at the way he looks at me, the way he looks at my mouth. 

I think about earlier, about him saying he wanted to be the one biting my lip, and part of me wishes he'd lean down and fucking do it already. 

"fine" I say. "I want food." I say. 

He smiles. 

"Breakfast food." I say and he smiles even wider and nods. 

"sure thing." he says and I watch him lean down and I gasp and then laugh when he throws me over his shoulder.

"Come on little Banana" he says and I don't slap his back, or kick my legs, or rain my fists down on his back. I let fucking Matteo "King" , carry me like a fucking gorilla all the way down the stairs and to his car.