Rock Me

Chapter 4

Nicole was dumbfounded by the sight of Sabel in a black suit with a maroon tie. She bit her lip, he cleaned up nice. "Hot date?" She asked him. He scoffed, "No. I'm having dinner at Risto's with my siblings." He put in small silver hoops that she wouldn't even be able to put her pinkie through. Usually piercings on guys weren't classy but damn did he make them classy. "Eliot hates it when I go to a five star restaurant with my piercings in." He explained to her. "I don't wear them all the time because I mostly got them to be told apart from my brothers in high school." She nodded in understanding, "They look good on you." He smirked, "Maybe I'll wear them more for you." He winked at her and she thought she was going to melt.

"So what do you consider a hot date Bunny?" He asked her curiously. She smirked, "Thinking of asking me out?" He chuckled, "No, never." She smiled, "Well if you must know, I consider a large pizza in front of the TV, or a fire place, with a bottle of wine in my pajamas a hot date." He smiled, "A woman after my own heart." She shrugged, "I have a whole plan laid out to get your heart." He laughed, "Care to share?" She fake gasped, "So you could find where I put my traps? I think not."

He shook his head, "Okay Bunny, I'll let you have your plan. Just know though, I have a plan of my own." She bumped him with her hip, "Looking forward to your next move Tiger." He then watched her walk away, a sexy sway to her hips. If he didn't have this dinner he would spend the evening teasing her. "Make sure Bryan doesn't burn down the bar tonight." He told her seriously. "The man has a great work ethic but he is a clutz." She mock saluted him, "Will do." "I'll bring back dessert as payment." He told her. "What would you like?"

You fucking me, she thought. "I am in love with their Oreo cheesecake." She said and nearly drooled at the thought. It's been years since she had a slice and her mouth watered at the idea of having a slice. "Will do, but if I get a call from the fire marshal I'll eat your slice in front of you." He threatened. She gasped, and he laughed.

At the restaurant Sabel ignored Eliot's eye roll. "Did you fuck her yet?" Sabrina asked when she saw him. He rolled his eyes and sat down, "Not yet." "Wait who?" Chloe asked curiously. "Nicole Brimington." Sabrina shared with her. Chloe's jaw dropped. "I'm surprised you didn't see the article." Eliot said as he looked over the menu. "I was so involved in my current case I haven't had the chance to catch up on my magazines." She said. "What's she like?"

"She is in need of a spanking, but then again she'd enjoy it." Sabel answered. "Wait, she's into BDSM?" Sabrina asked shocked. Sabel nodded, "She has memberships in many clubs around the world. She's even thinking about going to Satin, but she only brought it up once." Micha smrked, "Maybe she's waiting for you to be her Dom."

That thought has crossed his mind but he wasn't ready for a relationship. He also doesn't want something casual. He doesn't know what he wants right now and it's a little confusing. On the one hand he's lonely, but on the other hand he doesn't want anyone to see how broken he truly is inside. "Can we get to the reason we're here?" Keith said, saving Sabel.

Throughout dinner they came up with ideas of how to get their Father to take a vacation. Once they had a concrete plan in place dinner was done and Sabel was ordering Oreo cheesecake to go. "You hate cheesecake." Chloe pointed out. Then realization dawned on her. "You barely know her and she already has you wrapped around her finger." They all laughed while Sabel rolled his eyes.

When he got back to the bar Nicole was sweeping the floor, her knuckles wrapped in a bandage. She swept the glass that was on the floor into a dust pan. "What happened here?" Sabel asked, looking from her to Bryan. "Some idiots came in and started throwing shit around." Bryan told him. "And they were sober." Nicole added, "So it wasn't a random bar fight." Bryan smirked, "We managed to get a couple hits in before the cops showed up to arrest them." Sabel sighed, "Did they have lion head tattoos on their arms?"

Nicole nodded, "Yep." "Just fucking great." He sighed. "They're a gang called The Pride. They have a bar down the street, and they've scared off most of the competition, but they won't scare me." "Clearly they're scared of you, if they waited to come in after you had left." Nicole pointed out, putting the broom away. They had the majority of the place cleaned up. Sabel had Bryan go home while he took Nicole upstairs. He removed the bandages on her hands to look at her knuckles, "Next time aim for either their gut or throat. Hitting those softer areas won't hurt your hands." He grabbed some ice packs and held one of her hands, placing the ice on it.

She noticed how rough his hands were. She liked a man who worked with his hands. Feeling his rough calluses on her soft hands, sent jolts of electricity to her core. "So how was your night?" She asked him curiously. He smiled softly, "It was good. As promised, I brought your cheesecake." He said gesturing to the white box with his chin. She smiled brightly, "Thank you."

After making sure her hands won't swell up she grabbed the box and a fork. She took a bite, not bothering to cut herself a slice. He chuckled and undid his tie. She watched his movements, and crossed one leg over the other. He began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked to his room and she  wished he was facing her. She bit her lip as she got a glimpse of his muscular back that would look even sexier if she scratched it up as he took her roughly. She moaned softly and started focusing on her cake. Cake wasn't sexy, cake didn't make people horny. But cake on a certain sexy someone would make her horny, especially as her tongue licked him clean. The door opened again and he came out in low hanging pajama bottoms, no shirt. He was on the phone with someone as he went to the fridge for a water bottle. When he noticed she was staring lustfully at him. He smirked and gave her a wink as he went back to his room. Screwed, she thought, I'm fucking screwed.