"How can someone with a name like Daisy, be so fiery." He says as he runs the back of his hand along my cheek. "Such a gentle flower, given to someone so stubborn and rude." I pull my face away from his hand, but he quickly snaps his hand round the...
I'm nasty, I'm evil Must be something in the water
Warning mature content
I began to feel sort of numb whilst I lay and watching the clouds go past. I lost track of time and must have been there hours, as I noticed the sun begin to set. I changed for work without even thinking about it, just wearing a simple black skirt and mesh top. I'm hoping by going to work it will bring me out of this weird mood. Most people wouldn't dream of going to work in a mood like this, but I can't be alone right now, otherwise I would have to think about it. That's the last thing I want to do right now.
I get to the club to help Joe with setting up, putting on a smile straight away so no one asks questions. I try to keep to myself so that no one asks anything that may cause me to think about it, or anything that I could overthink. I just need the presence of people around me, distractions.
"Petal." I hear from behind me as I clean the tables of the booths. I turn round to see those eyes, perfect for a distraction. I no longer need to fake my smile. "I've got some clients tonight, they're new. Would you mind helping me out with them?"
"Of course, same principal?" I ask, walking up close to him, checking over his shoulder if we are in the view of Joe. When I see that we are in the all clear, I bring my hands to the buttons in his shirt, undoing the top three so his shirt sits open like usual. I saw his two bird tattoos peak out, along with his necklace of a cross. I didn't think he was religious. "No questions, no talking?" I smile up at him, keeping my hands on his shirt.
"I might let you talk a little bit this time. I've learnt that mouth is a bit more useful recently." He smirks down at me, making my stomach feel like it's clenching. If I could jump on him right here, right now, I would. But I don't quite want to advertise what we've got going on yet. Whatever it is.
"Opening in 5!" I hear Joe shout from the bar, causing me to step away quickly from Harry.
"I'll come get you when I want you." He winks, before walking away. I have to take a quick breather before heading back to the bar, I'm feeling all flustered after that encounter. This job was going to be a bit harder, sitting with Harry in the booth trying to impress these clients, probably having to flirt with them with Harry right there, watching. When it'll be him I want to sit with and flirt with.
****
The club fills up quickly once again, every time I see someone new walk in, I look around for Harry to come and get me. Two hours after opening, I'm still waiting on him. As I serve each person, I look around every chance I get to look out for him. I'm not sure why I'm so excited for this job, the client could be a complete asshole. I finally see him come down from his office, heading over to the bar. As he gets closer, as I catch his eye he gestures his head for me to come over. Luckily I hadn't been in the middle of serving so hurried over to him, probably feeling a bit too excited. Before I reach him, he heads back upstairs going into his office as I follow.
As I walk into his office, I realise it's empty, expecting to see the clients in here as well. Harry heads to his desk, quickly drinking from his glass of whiskey as I close the door behind me, the sound of the club instantly disappearing, only feeling the bass slightly through the door.
"They're not here? I thought you said you'd come and get me when they were here?" I ask, talking to his back as I stand by the door.
"I didn't say that," he turns round, running his fingers through his hair with a different look in his eyes, before he makes his way to me. Standing close to me, bringing his hand to my chin so that I look up at him, "I said I'd get you when want you." He puts his hand to my hip, pushing my roughly against the door, pressing against me with his hips, "and I want you now."
Before I can even respond, he brings his lips to mine in a rush, bringing his hand resting on the door next to my hand, trapping me under him. Not that I'll complain. I grab the back of his collar, bringing him against my lips harder.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
His tongue enters my mouth without hesitation, gripping my hip tighter than before with the other hand. I move my hand up from his collar, up through his hair, tugging on it, causing him to moan into my mouth. I can't help but smile as he kisses, laughing at how much pleasure he got from me just pulling his hair. That's probably why he's grown it so long, he likes it being used on him. His lips stay locked on mine as he moves his hand from my hip, down to my thigh, stroking my exposed inner thigh.
I tilt my head back in pleasure, his touch feels like a drug, addictive and euphoric. His cold rings touch my hot skin, sending shivers across my body. Harry leaves a trail of wet kisses along my chin, before moving to my neck, sucking on my skin inbetween kisses. He grips my thigh harder, before bringing it up to rest on his hip. I begin to feel breathless as his hand moves further up my leg, getting closer to my core. I move my hands down his neck, digging my nails into his neck as the tension begin to increase. I feel him moan into his kisses once again, as if he enjoys the pain.
His head suddenly snaps away from my neck as the door bangs behind my head, keeping his hand dangerously high up my thigh.
"Haz, they're here!" I hear Joe shout from the other side of the door. Harry moves his forehead to mine, smiling as he slowly moves his hand away and moves my leg back down to the floor.
"We're coming!" He shouts back, I widen my eyes as he's just given away that I'm in here too. "Don't look so worried, but you should probably think of a way to cover your neck." He smiles at me before moving away, heading back to his desk. Shit. I pull my phone out of my pocket, turning on my camera to look at the damage. I notice one red mark on the side of neck instantly, along with two on my collarbone.
"Fuck you, Harry." I gasp, feeling my cheeks go red with embarrassment. I then notice red marks on my thigh, from where Harry grabbed on to me.
"I think we were getting to that." He smirks.
"Not funny!" I hit him on the arm as he heads back towards me. He moves his hand to the back of my neck, pulling my hair over my shoulders.
"Sorted." He smiles. As I look to the side of his neck, I notice red marks from my nails. Damn, I didn't realise I gripped him that hard. I smile to myself, keeping it to myself, before he pulls the door open behind me, pushing me into him. "Let's go, Petal. We've got business to do."
