Page 1 of The Club Princess

Mikayla

Settlingfurtherontohislap, I lick off the salt I just sprinkled on his neck. I swallow the shot of tequila as Sean tilts his head back, his fingers digging into my hips. He thrusts up into me, his hard dick pressing against my pussy. It isn’t anything impressive from what I can feel between our swimsuits. I just have to hold onto the hope he knows how to use whatever he’s working with.

I shake my head and withhold the grimace as the bitter alcohol slides down my throat. I don’t understand why anyone enjoys drinking; it all tastes horrible. But it's my 18th birthday, and I need to forget that the two most important people in my life left me alone…per usual.

“Another one, bitch?” my best friend Tali asks, holding up the bottle of Patrón.

Sean grabs it from her, takes the shot glass from my hand, and sits both on the hot tub's side.

“Lean back,” he instructs, pouring salt between my breasts.

Smirking, I do what he asks as his hot tongue licks the wet skin, and he downs his own drink. He smacks his tongue with a grimace and hands Tali back the bottle. “God, it’s nasty.”

“But I made it taste better, right?” I ask, fluttering my lashes.

He smiles, his heated eyes flashing. “Of course, babe.”

Tali laughs, splashing some water toward us. “Don’t go getting any romantic notions. This one doesn’t get tied down.”

I flip her off and wrap my arms around Sean’s neck. “Shove off, bitch. He knows the score.”

Sean squeezes my waist, pulling me further into him. “You still joining your father’s club?”

I shrug, glancing away from him. People littered my backyard for the unplanned party Tali had thrown together at the last minute. I was impressed so many showed up, but I knew most were looking for an ‘in’ with my dad or brother. “I doubt they’ll let me.”

“Well, honestly, if it was my sister. I wouldn’t want to watch her fucked seven ways to Sunday, either.”

Tali snorts, drinking straight from the glass container again. Her movements are starting to get a bit more sluggish.

I frown, wondering why she’s drinking so heavily. I turn back to Sean and roll my eyes. “It’s not like that. People aren’t just fucking wherever and whenever they want. Most of the men have jobs during the day, ya know? It’s mostly just knowing you’ll have a warm body next to you when you come home.”

“Yeah, but most of the men work for your dad, right? So it’s not likereallya job.” He laughs, and I untangle myself from him.

“It is. My father owns multiple businesses. The rumor mill may run wild, but this isn’t some TV drama. He’s not a criminal. The club just gives the men a sense of brotherhood,a belonging.”

Sean reaches to pull me back, and I scoot away, no longer interested in hooking up with someone who thinks so poorly of my family.

“Come on, babe. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“I–”

The music cuts off, and a murmured silence sweeps throughout the yard. My head swivels, and a shiver of excitement runs through me when I see the thunderous scowl of my brother at the gate. It was childish, but I only got his or my father’s attention when I was doing something I shouldn’t. My mother fucked off when I was little, and neither was prepared to handle a little girl so young.

“You fuckers have one minute to get the fuck out of my house.” My brother snarls, his gaze locking on me and then sliding to Sean with an even more murderous glare.

“Oh shit!” Tali squeals with a giggle. She struggles to stand, leaning heavily on the pool wall.

I nod at Sean. “Grab her and take her home, will you?”

He pauses, looking between us with uncertainty.

Smiling, I fold my arms across my chest. “You don’t want to be near me when my brother catches up.”

Sean’s eyes track something behind me, and he scrambles to get out of the water, pulling Tali up. He waves bye as he walks the long way around the pool and toward the back gate. I face my brother, who is storming towards me, pushing any bystanders out of the way.

“What are you doing, Mik?”

I climb out of the hot tub, fixing the straps of my white bikini as I move to stand before him with a raised brow. “Enjoying myself. Is that a crime?”

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