Page 12 of Reignite Me

“Whoa, Tash! She looks amazing,” Nina comments from the doorway.

“Just wait until she puts on the outfit Ryk chose,” Natasha replies.

Butterflies explode in my stomach as I push past them towards my bedroom to get dressed. Only to be stopped by what they placed out for me to wear. Fuck, Ryker knows what he wants. Lying on my bed is a red dress with a deep-plunge neckline and a slit on either side that travel up to the hips. But once I have it on, I realized I won’t be able to wear any panties.Ryker, you sneaky little shit…

“Hot damn, Thea! Ryker won’t be able to keep his hands off you. Not that I blame him,” Nina says.

I glue my gaze to the full-length mirror, allowing me to take in my appearance. Flashes of Ryker behind me, slowly drawing his hands up my body. Shit, not being able to wear panties is going to be intense. I’ll be able to feel how wet I am.

“Enough gawking at yourself. We’ve got to go.” Natasha has me tripping over myself in my heels as she drags me along. Nina is wearing a fitted black dress that hits mid-thigh, while Natasha wears a purple satin wrap one. We make our way down to the lobby of my apartment building, where I notice a limo parked outside.

“Who the hell has a limo in this area?” I question.

“Looks like your man decided you should arrive in style,” Nina answers with a giggle.

Things are about to get interesting. The limo driver is waiting by the car for us, opening the door once we get close. Climbing inside, I notice a stocked mini bar with champagne. Perfect.

“Drinks, anyone?” I point to the bottles, and Nina plucks one out and pops the top off, without champagne exploding from the bottle. I pass out some glasses, which Nina pours a healthy serving into. Goodness, we’re going to be drunk by the time we even get to the club.

The whole way to the club, the girls and I chat about everything and anything while finishing two bottles. Oops. The chauffeur opens the door for us, and one by one we climb out, wobbling slightly in our heels. We make our way to the front entrance

“Good evening, ladies. Do you vow to never speak a word of what happens behind this door?” a big burly dude standing in front of the velvet rope says.

Ryker’s husky voice rings out from behind the bouncer. “Don’t worry, Jay. They’re VIPs.”

“My bad, Ryker! Go on, ladies. Enjoy your evening.” He unhooks the rope, allowing us to walk through the club’s front door.

Nina and Natasha walk in front of me, pushing past Ryker to head inside. Before I have the chance to follow, his hands find my waist, pulling me so my back is against his chest.

“Fuck, little one. You look sensational. Not sure if I’ll be able to control myself around you,” he whispers in my ears. Then he trails his nose down the curve of my neck and places a kiss on my shoulder.

“Hmm…too bad. You’ll have to keep your hands to yourself because I want to party.” I push his hands from around my waist and walk away from him, deliberately swaying my hips as I go so he can see the way the dress curves over my ass. It’s not long until I’m spun around with my back against the wall while Ryker stares down at me with a heated gaze.

“Listen here, you little brat. Tonight you’re mine. I could take you here and now, but I won’t. I want you wet and writhing with need before you get my dick. Do you understand?”

A small part of me wants to challenge him, to mouth off, but I decide to obey, “Yes, sir.”

“That’s my good girl.” He dips his head, capturing my lips with his in a punishing kiss. This kiss isn’t like our first one. It’s full of passion, heat, and lust. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Hunger claws at me to feel every inch of him pressed against me. That’s when I feel his hard dick rub against my thigh. A muffled moan vibrates through me and into his mouth. Ryker’s grip on my waist tightens before he pulls away from the kiss.

“We should go inside and mingle for a while. I don’t want Nick to find us like this, seeing as he doesn’t know about us.”

The sudden mention of my brother has me pushing Ryker away and causing this moment to turn uncomfortable.

“Uh, yeah. I’ll see you inside,” I mumble as I push past him, striding towards the main room of the bar.

SIX

RYKER

Guilt pours over me as I watch Thea walk away from me. Fuck, I’m such an asshole. I should’ve never brought up Nick, but I don’t want to ruin this night for him either. The grand opening isn’t just about my work. It’s about Nick too. But that doesn’t change the fact that I put my foot in my mouth.

“Hey, imbecile, what’d you say to Thea?” Nina asks, appearing from the bar. Fucking hell, that was quick.

"The wrong thing, it appears. I'll make it right." Shaking my head, I stroll into the bar, leaving Nina behind. I'm welcomed by one of my waitresses, who brings me a glass of scotch after pushing through the small curtain that separates the main entrance from the bar.

“Ryker, my man! This place turned out incredible,” Rick, Thea’s boss, comments when he sees me walking in.

“Rick, I’m so glad you could make it. Have a drink and enjoy. Later, we’ll have some private dancers, if you wish to take part.”

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