Using the Bad Boy

Chapter 7

   "So Pat didn't do it for you?" Isla asked Georgia taking a sip of her wine.

  "No he didn't, nice guy though." Georgia shrugged leaning back in her seat. "You know you don't have to set me up with someone Isla." She told her friend. Isla was a steam train, Georgia had only been in town three weeks but once you were on the train of friendship with Isla it appeared there was no way off. Georgia wasn't complaining, she really did like the feisty red head.

  "I know but I have no one so need to live vicariously through you." She sighed staring at her wine. Georgia didn't understand, Isla was beautiful, she had that red hair that all women secretly wanted with a slight natural curl to it, she had big blue eyes, full lips and high cheek bones.

  "Why are you single, you're hot stuff Isla Hunter." Georgia asked her finishing her beer.

  "Because I have sworn off men." She shrugged, Georgia assumed perhaps it was too early in their friendship for her to push it. 

  "You can still get laid, have some fun." Georgia laughed standing. "Same again?" Isla nodded in response as she made her way, the bar maid was quick and Georgia made her way back to their table.

  "Okay who is it?" Isla asked. 

  "Who is what?" Georgia eyed her friend handing her a drink.

  "Who are you fucking?" She quirked her eyebrow at Georgia who almost spat her mouthful of beer out, she could feel her cheeks heat. "Don't blush like that and deny it." Isla giggled.

  "I'm not fucking anyone." She rolled her eyes.

  "Then who did you fuck?" 

    "Isla!" She playfully chastised her friend. 

  "Don't Isla me, come on who was it!" Georgia was about to answer  when she felt her body begin tingle as she watched Lucas stroll up to the bar. She felt the growing desire for him pool between her legs. "No way!" Isla whisper shrieked.

  "Hmm?" She turned her gaze from Lucas back to her friend. "What, no!" 

  "Oh you lucky, lucky girl!" Isla ignored her denial. "Tell me He is good." She groaned and though Georgia laughed she felt a sudden surge of jealousy.

  "He is." She responded without thinking. 

  "I am jealous." Isla smiled. "But you know he's a player?"

  "Counting on it, I just need orgasms not a relationship. Besides it's not like we are doing it regularly, it was a couple of times." She shrugged, her phone vibrated on the table and she watched as Isla read who it was from "man mountain" is what she had saved him as.

Lucas: you avoiding me kitten?

Georgia: are you stalking me man mountain?

  "He's messaging you!" Again another high pitched whisper fell out of Isla's mouth. "How did you manage to even get his number?" 

  "He Left it for me after the first time we, You know."  She shrugged.

Lucas: you can climb me anytime 

Georgia: That was cheesy

Lucas: that wasn't a no.....

Georgia: I'm out with a friend

Lucas: blowing me off

Georgia: not tonight handsome.....

Lucas: tomorrow then?

Georgia: on a date tomorrow

Lucas: Saturday? 

Georgia: are you missing me man mountain?

Lucas: that and your pussy

Georgia: if I don't hit it off with date two I'll let you know x

Lucas: tease

  "Shall I leave you two to it?" Isla chuckled

   "No sorry, that was rude." Georgia put her phone in her pocket.

   "So you've slept with him more than once, he gave you his number and he was the one who text you first tonight....honey you must do something magical in the sack, Lucas never does things like that, like, ever." Isla beamed at her, Georgia shifted uncomfortably in her seat. 

  "Isla it's nothing he's just a normal horny guy." She insisted. "He knows I'm happy with just sex which is probably why he gave me his number." 

  The evening went by quickly with Isla wanting way more specifics about the sex with Lucas than Georgia was comfortable giving. She was a nice woman though, sweet, funny and smart, she deserved someone nice. Georgia was feeling more than a little tipsy as the night drew to an end but she had fun with Isla. She was pleased that she had said yes to Islas suggestion of a girls night she hadn't realised how much she had needed it.

  "Gia, you want a lift home?" His gravelly voice asked as he approached the table.

  "Oh you don't-"

  "Yes she'd love one, my taxi is here so see you tomorrow Gia." Isla beamed as she gave Georgia a quick hug before scurrying away.

  "I guess a lift would be good." She smirked standing up and gathering her things, Lucas smiled at her placing his hand on her lower back guiding her out of the bar and toward his car, the touch of his hand against her sent shivers of need through her veins. He opened the car door and she hopped in waiting for him to join her. Once he was in the car he turned to her.

  "You look good kitten." He winked at her starting the engine and pulling out of the car park and driving toward her home. 

  "Thanks for the lift." She managed to say though her heart was beating manically against her breast plate, fuck but this man had her in knots and she didn't know why, well she knew why but she really needed to get a grip.

  "Trying to earn points for Saturday." He laughed.

  "I already told you if it doesn't go well tomorrow I'll call you." She smiled biting her lip as they pulled up outside her house. He turned the ignition off removing his seatbelt then removing hers  before pulling her on to his lap earning a squeal of surprise from Georgia. His lips crashed against hers hard and demanding as one of his hands grabbed her hair whilst the other grasped her hip. Her body responded instantly, when his tongue pressed against her demanding access she gave it, her body was shaking with need as she ground herself against his growing erection. Just when she she thought she would burst he pulled away from her.

  "Even if he's a prince tomorrow Saturday night you're with me." He growled against her lips before he began laying kisses against her jaw and then her neck, when he reached her erratic pulse he nipped the skin causing her to purr as he began to suckle the soft skin. Her body was on high alert, her skin felt so much more sensitive, she was so close to orgasm and he hadn't done anything. He pulled back from her both their breathing laboured. "Goodnight Gia, I'll see you on Saturday." He smirked opening his door so she could get out.

  "Erm, yes, sorry." She said awkwardly climbing off him. "Thank you, again." She tried to temper down her raging hormones, he really was going to leave without finishing her or him off.

  "Gia, Saturday, it's not an option." He told her.

  "Okay, see you Saturday." She managed to answer. "If I'm available." She added before turning and almost running back to her door.