Silent Attention [COMPLETED]

33. Momma likes

I parked outside down a block.  I didn't want to park in the back and get my baby scratched up, and this was faster to get to Gemma anyway.  It must have been my purposeful stride that got me passed the bouncer, skipping the line.  Or maybe it was the fuck off look I gave him when he had barely thought about questioning me.  I strode right passed him and straight to the bar. 

I walked to the spot where I had saw her last time, only she was three seats down.  She had two men with their arms wrapped around her from both sides.  I felt my anger rage through my body.  I struggled to keep it down while I approached her.  Her head was laid against the bar top and she was slightly drooling.  I looked over to the bartender and called him over.

"You Aaron?"

I nodded at him.

"She said she took a Xanax and I have only served her about eight or nine drinks over almost three hours.  But man, she is so fucked up, she can't even sit up.  I had to give these guys free drinks just to hold her upright so I could work."

My anger cooled some.  Enough for me to fully understand where the bartender was coming from.  I pulled out my wallet and passed a folded hundred to the bartender.

"For the drinks, and taking care of her."  I owed him more than that.  He could have easily ignored her, and she would be passed out somewhere or had been kidnapped or raped. 

"No problem, just let her know how I took care of her in the morning."  I nodded and he walked away.  The guy on the left of her slipped off the stool to make room and the one on the right helped me get her settled.  Once I had her in my arms, he set her purse on her lap and went right back to drinking.

Gemma stirred in my arms and I glanced down at her.  She was looking back up at me, but having a hard time keeping her eyes opened.

"Aaron, Joe needs to go home.  He's drunk and wouldn't stop leaning on me." 

I chuckled and started to walk out.  Most everyone made room for us.  She pulled closer to me, wrapping her frail arms around my neck.  "I think he took something."  Her hot breath fanned my ear and sent a shiver down my spine.  Her head dropped to my shoulder and she was like that until we got outside.  The cool air must have woke her up again, because she dug her face into my neck.  "You smell so good, I bet you taste good too."  When she spoke, her lips caressed the skin there, coupled with those words she had my manhood stirring.  I was carrying her so there was no way to adjust myself. I felt her lips move against my skin then she bit down, hard.  I wasn't expecting it and had to hold myself from dropping her.

"Please do not bite me again Gemma."  At least not right now.  I could take it in the right setting.  I felt my dick stir again and silently cursed. 

She stretched in my arms and arched her back, drawing her arms down.  If I wouldn't have shifted, she would have stretched right out of my grasp.  We were to the car thankfully.  Not that I had a problem carrying her, but she was making things difficult for me.  She was a wiggle worm, and I had a worm of sorts to deal with of my own right now.

"I need you to stand up for a moment okay?" 

She moaned lowly and pulled her legs to her chest, She was pulling moves I didn't know a human could do.  I let her legs loose and managed to pull her into my side.  I could feel her hot gaze on my face, but I tried to ignore her as I dug in my pocket for my keys.  I managed to dig with my left hand into my right pocket and pull out keys.  I unlocked the car and was about to move her when she spoke.

"I need a cigarette.  Pweese Aaron." 

It looked like she was trying to pout, but her bottom lip barely came out.  Her face must be pretty numb.  I'm surprised she can even talk right now.  It was still kinda cute though, looking down at her, trying to pout at me all the while I have her held to me.  I broke.  It was my fault she was this bad anyway.

I walked her to the trunk of my car, careful that she not fall.  I leaned her back against the trunk and put a leg on each side of hers, holding up her bottom half.  I held her close with my right hand while I dug out my pack and lighter with the other. 

A few guys walked by, one of them eyeing Gemma, then me, then my car.  He didn't say a word though, just kept walking with his friends.  Gemma, meanwhile had decided she was going to rub on my chest as I lit both of our cigs. 

I handed one to Gemma, and she liked to have killed me.  She missed her mouth and started laughing, pushing me back and then fell over, pulling me down with her.  I rolled off of her cig still intact.

"Aaron, why did you make me fall over like that?"  She jerked her head over to me, content to lay on the street behind my car. "You jerk, you stole my square."

"Let me help you okay?"  Without another cry from her, I brought my cig to her mouth.  I had no idea where hers had gone and I didn't feel like arguing right now.  She let out rings of smoke and I was amazed that she could still do that trick after not being able to stand.

"I think I might be drunk after one more drunk."

Yep, she was drunk.  Starting to say words that didn't make sense.  "I'm taking you home Gemma."

She rolled her head to face me and I pulled a drag on the cig. 

"I'm never going to remember this.  Why can't I remember your face?  I bet you're hot aren't you?"

"You can't see me now?"  I jerked my head in her direction.  She must really be fucked up if she can't see me this close.  I guess I don't have to worry about her remembering me, if she couldn't see me in the first place. 
"No." she sighed out. 

I let her have another drag before I flicked the butt into the street.

"But that lip ring is hot." 

Well shit, maybe she can see something.  I couldn't help but grin at her.  She rolled over to her side and it was like watching a beached whale.  Man she was so fucked up.  She shoved her hand up my shirt like a prepubescent teen getting his first feel of boobs.  I could feel her fingertips run over my nipple ring.

"These are hot too." She whisper yelled to me.  If she wasn't so fucked up, I might be able to enjoy this.  I pulled her hand out of my shirt slowly and she let her fingers caress my skin on the way out.  Even fucked up, I could see how I was affecting her.  She bit her lip hard and I knew she was going to feel it in the morning.  That kind of thing is a turn on for me though. 

"Time to go Gemma." 

We need to leave before this gets worse.  I pulled her up to me and walked her to the passenger door.  I set her in gently, picking up her legs and lowering them into the car.  I buckled her seatbelt and ran my hand back up it, and across her chest.  I grabbed her clutch from the ground as I played with my lip ring and walked over to mine.  I got in and looked over to her.  She was already out.  I turned the car on and the engine roared to life.

"Woah baby, mama likes."  The sound must have woke her up.  I chuckled and pulled out in the street.  I took off in a hurry, not as fast as the one I was in to get here.  "Let me drive next time.  You need to share our baby." 

Our baby, I liked those words.  But I needed to get her home, because I couldn't keep a close eye on her while I was driving.

"I promise, next time, you can drive."  She let her hand fall on my thigh and started to rub it up and down. 

"You better Aaron."

Sometimes its nice to have two points of view, then I can tell what fucked up Gemma doesn't remember, and trust me, there is a lot......