Part 90 (Hardin)

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"Wh-what did you just say?" I choke

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"Wh-what did you just say?" I choke.

"I'm not wearing any underwear," Tessa breathes into my ear.

"Fuck. That's the second time you almost made me come in my boxers."

"Let's go, Mr. Scott!" she giggles as she squeezes my thigh and then gets out of the car.

I get out of the car and rush to catch up to her. When I do, I lean down and whisper into her ear, "I love when you call me that, baby."

"I guess I'll have to do it more often then," she says seductively and gives me a devilish grin.

"You're killing me, Tess," I chuckle and reach to open the door for us.

When we enter the club, I cringe as I take in the horrible music the band is playing. Music I would never normally listen to, but something tells me I won't be paying much attention to anything but Tessa.

I watch as she walks ahead of me, subtly shaking her ass for me as she walks. I look around to make sure no one else has their perverted eyes on my Tessa.

I grab a stool at the bar and sit down. I watch as Tessa looks around the club in amazement. I can tell she's never been to a place like this by the way her face lights up as she looks around. She's so beautiful. "Come here, Tess," I call out to her and enjoy the view as she walks toward me.

"Don't you just love it here, Hardin?" she practically squeals with excitement.

"If you do, then so do I, baby," I say as I tuck her hair behind her ear.

"I do. Thank you for coming." She smiles up at me.

"You can thank me for coming later." I wink and she blushes. "Why don't you have a drink, Tess?"

"You know I don't drink."

"It's a special night. You should have a glass of champagne."

"I don't want to drink in front of you, Hardin."

"Tess, I'm fine. I've been sober for a long time now. Don't worry about me. I want you to have fun."

"Um, I don't know what to order."

I turn to the bartender and order Tessa some pink champagne.

"Oh! It's so pretty!"

"That's such a Tessa thing to say," I chuckle. I watch as she takes a sip. "So? How is it?"

"Really good!" she giggles.

I love seeing Tessa this happy and carefree. Looking at us, you'd never guess we just went through such a ridiculous and heartbreaking ordeal.

"I love you, Tess."

"I love you, Hardin."

Tessa gulps the rest of the champagne down.

"Whoa, Tess, slow down."

"Let's dance, Mr. Scott!" Tessa shouts over the music and pulls me up from the stool and toward the open dance floor. When we get to the dance floor, Tessa immediately starts rubbing herself against my crotch.

"Did the champagne hit you already, Tess?" I quietly chuckle.

"I love this music," she says and continues to rub her ass against me while she hums to the music.

I accidentally let a moan escape my lips.

"Don't you like it, Hardin?"

"Tess..." I hiss.

Tessa begins to sway faster to the music and there is no way I can control myself anymore. I lean into Tessa's ear. "You're so fucking sexy right now. Do you like getting me hard in such a public place, Tess?" I whisper into her ear.

Tessa looks up at me and her face flushes.

"Don't act all innocent," I continue to whisper into her ear and then brush the hair off her neck. "You knew what would happen when you started to rub against me without any panties on," I whisper before kissing her neck.

"Hardin..." she whimpers.

"You're such a naughty girl, Tess," I whisper and kiss the spot under her ear.

"Mmm," she moans.

"How would you like it if I started to tease you in front of all these people?" I breathe into her ear and place my hand on her hip.

Tessa doesn't answer, but continues to rub against me.

"Answer me," I gently demand as I slowly slide my hand from her hip down her thigh. I slide it to the front of her thigh and start to move my fingers under her dress.

"Hardin!" Tessa exclaims and turns around to face me.

"What?" I shrug.

"People could see what you were doing." She blushes.

"So? You were teasing me first."

"No, I was just..."

"Yes?" I ask as I raise my eyebrow.

"Okay, maybe I was." She blushes again.

"Fair is fair," I say as I slide my hand between Tessa's legs and under her dress.

"Hardin..." Tessa gasps. "Follow me," she demands as she pulls me toward the front door.

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