The Baby Blue Bentley {Russell Westbrook}

Chapter XVI

Russell grabbed me, pushing me up against the bathroom wall, attacking my neck in a swift motion.

"He's gonna get suspicious we both left at the same time," I whispered into Russell's ear as he continued sucking my neck and chest, my fingers tangled in his hair.

"I don't care, you're mine tonight," He told me, unzipping my jacket and tossing it to the corner of the bathroom. I couldn't help the small smile that was attempting to play upon my lips. His lips danced upon mine, our tongues dancing erotically. I never wanted this feeling to end. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here with Russell in this disgusting club bathroom. So romantic, I know. Not that I wanted it to be or anything. "Do you want to continue this later? And I really mean later."

"Do you think I can get away?" I asked him, winking.

"Trust me, if you really want too, you'll get away," He winked back, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "And I know you really...really want too." I tried to hide my smile, as I walked away from him and back towards the crowd of people that watched Sean up on the stage at this club. Russell walked up by me and squeezed my butt, teasingly.

"Hey, hey, hey," I warned him, still smiling.

"On second thought, we have time," Russell cooed to me, trying to be quiet. I watched Sean to make sure he couldn't see me. Luckily, I didn't think he did, we were standing towards the back of the crowd. "Let's get out of here." I looked back to him and bit my lip, looking around the crowd and then up at Sean, who was talking with two other guys up on the stage. He was facing away from the crowd and I nodded to Russell, eyeing the door. He grabbed my hand walking me out of the club, leaving behind the screaming crowds and Sean.

"I have to take my car, though," I told him, as we parted ways. "Your place?" He nodded and winked at me, getting into that Blue Bentley. I smiled and turned to walk away and towards my car.

"Hey, Mo," He called my name as I turned around, hope filled in my eyes. Hoping he was going to say something, something... I don't know what I wanted him to say.

"Yeah?" I asked him.

He shook his head, "Nothing. Nothing at all. I'll see you there." I nodded and turned back around, walking to my car.

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Russell sat on the bed, as I straddled him on the side as his hands palmed my butt. We were kissing intimately, as I couldn't get enough of him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, craving every single inch of this man.

My skin crawled as I shivered. "Are you cold?" He asked me, concerned filled his face and voice. And for a second, my mind wandered to think of maybe Kevin was telling the truth. Could the hopefulness he filled me with of Russell having feelings for me possibly be true? This man looking at me right now was not the same one I met at that gas station weeks ago. He used to snap at me, talk and look at me with complete disgust and now? It was almost like he was an entirely different person. He not only looked at me with lust, but with something else, maybe something more... But it probably wasn't true. We hadn't even known each other for that long, our feelings couldn't have developed that fast. Could they have? I mean, I was spending a lot of time with this man. He was the only person I hung out with here. "Mo?" I realized I was just sitting in this man's lap half naked, staring into his eyes, when he asked me a simple yes or no question.

"No. No, I'm not cold," I told him, shaking my head. "I'm just into it, you know." He stared at me, questioning me, before shaking his head and smiling. He flipped me over onto my back unexpectedly, as I fell into a fit of laughter. He smiled down at me, kissing my lips tenderly.

He broke away from the kiss, smiling down at me. "You know, there is no other way I would rather spend a victory night, than right here with you." A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I tried not too, but I couldn't help it. I really couldn't. I didn't want Russell to find a way in my heart because of how unpredictable and crazy he could be, but this side of him, was really fighting a way into my heart. And I was letting it.

"Well, I'm honored," My fingers lightly touched his chiseled jaw. His lips found mine again, nipping at my bottom lip seductively, making me want him more. If that was even possible. Just as I was reaching for Russell's boxers, we both heard the doorbell ring from downstairs. Our lips immediately parted, and instantly the mood of our night was ruined.

"Who the hell is at my door?" He asked, looking at the clock on the nightstand. I shrugged, looking over to the clock to see it was almost 11. I lied there as Russell pulled a pair of shorts on, telling me to lay there, as he went to go see who it was. He walked down the steps shirtless, leaving me in the dark, tangled in the sheets and my emotions. I heard a loud voice downstairs where the door was, which peaked my curiosity. My first initial thought flew to Sean. I knew there was no way he was done with his venue yet. I wrapped the sheets around my naked body and peeked around the corner and over the grand staircase to hear Russell and another man talking.

A shorter man that looked like Russell was standing at the door, two suitcases behind him. This must have been the brother Russell was telling me about. The really supportive brother. I could tell Russell was trying to stop him from coming in but there was no use. I groaned with nervousness.

"Why are you not celebrating?" I heard his brother shout, rolling his suitcase into the foyer. "First win and many more to come, that's big stuff, man!"

Russell rubbed the back of his neck and thanked his brother.

"Oh, do you have someone upstairs?" His brother shouted, obviously. I hit my face with my palm. "Who? Is it Nina?"

"No, Ray, it isn't Nina, we aren't together, remember, buddy?" I could tell Russell was trying to stay calm with every fiber of his being. And I knew what was coming after this. He was going to take his anger out on me. Great.

Ray clapped Russell on the back and winked at him. "Oh, so she's your girlfriend, man?"

"No, no, she's just some whore I hook up with," Russell clarified to him. My heart instantly sank to my stomach. Ouch. I felt the pang in my chest, as I felt pressure behind my eyes. I tried to hold in my tears the best I could.

"She's gonna be your new Nina, though? You gonna cuff her?" Ray asked. I could tell Ray was genuinely a good guy. That's probably why Russell didn't want Ray around.

"No, I don't give a fuck about her and stop talking about her, okay?" He growled. "Just go downstairs and when I'm done upstairs, I'll come hang with you, alright?" I crept back to the bed, keeping the sheets wrapped around my body. I heard Russell jogging back up the stairs and into the bedroom. He closed the door, dimming the lights. "Sorry, it was a sales person."

"Oh," Was all I muttered. He raised his eyebrows at my sudden change of tone. "Sean is most likely almost done with the venue, I should be getting back." I stood up, looking for my clothes.

"You said we had until one," He tried to argue, pointing at the clock.

"Yeah, well," I patted his shoulder, sympathetically, "You can jack yourself off, pal." I found my underwear, pulling them up, along with my leggings.

"Why are you getting all angry all of a sudden?" He asked me.

"You get angry at me for no reason all the time," I fought back. I wanted to raise my voice at him and it took everything in my being not too. "Thought I would return the favor for once." I rolled my eyes and he snickered from the bed.

"See you tomorrow, Mo," He smiled. "I'll always see you tomorrow."