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Chapter 2
Liz stood in the middle of the dance floor with her drink in her hand. As she danced she occasionally glanced over at the bar to see if Red had finally given up and went back upstairs. So far he hadn't. She was tired of him being so controlling and possessive. She planned to dance the night away with whomever she wanted , and couldn't care less if he liked it or not.
As the night went on Liz became more and more tipsy, which caused her to become more loose and carefree. She loved the feeling of being in a man's arms that weren't Tom's. With each dance, the feeling of Tom's touch became more distant . With each man that she danced with, she became more turned on. Soon she forgot about Red still sitting at the bar watching her every move.
Noticing her drink was empty, she once again left the dance floor to head over to the bar for another one. She looked over at Red glaring at her and decided to signal for the bartender from the other end of the bar furthest from him. As she waited for her drink to be made she swayed her hips to the slow love song being played. All of a sudden she felt warmth on her back, then two hands came to up to circle around her and were placed palms down on the bar. She turned her head to look behind her and when she saw that it was Red she stiffened.
"This is the last time I'm going to ask you politely before I drag you out of here. You're drunk and have no clue what you're doing right now." Red said into her ear.
"I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm having fun. Now go away!" Liz slurred.
Red stepped closer into her causing her to step forward and be pressed up against the bar. "Lizzie." Red grabbed her shoulders. "Now!"
Liz tried to shrug Red's hands off her shoulders and when he wouldn't let go she elbowed him in the stomach. This only made Red step in closer, pressing himself tight against her back. Just then the bartender came over with her drink.
"Is there a problem?" The bartender asked Liz as he eyed Red suspiciously.
Liz shook her head yes. "He won't leave me alone. He's been stalking me all night."
Red looked at the bartender as his hands came down to grab a hold of Liz's hips, squeezing them. "She's with me and she's done." Red angrily said.
Liz shook her head again and tried to turn around in Red's arms, but he wouldn't let her. Leaning down he whispered in her ear. "If you blow our cover, I will personally take you upstairs and spank the alcohol out of you. Do you understand?"
Liz could tell Red was getting angry but didn't care. Grabbing her drink from the bartender, she said "He's paying." She pushed her butt against Red to try to get him to back away and that's when she felt it. The unmistakable evidence of his arousal, long and hard pressed against her left ass cheek. Slowly she moved her head up to look into Red's eyes to demand he move out of her way, but the deep, dark desire evident in his eyes made her breath catch in her throat instead. The way he was looking into her eyes sent shivers down her spine and she shivered.
Liz quickly turned her head back around and took a big gulp of her drink. He wanted her and this changed everything. He wanted to control her all the time, well now it was her turn. He came into this undercover mission hoping to gain something by using her. Well , now it was her turn to gain answers about her past by using his desire for her. Maybe it was the drinks talking, but she wanted to put this new information to use. Screw the dancing, now the real fun begins.
