Chapter 9
Liz put her arms around Charles' neck and slowly moved along to the music. He grossed her out but the feeling of wanting to piss off Red overtook her thoughts. It was clear after last night and then again today, that Red only thought about what was good for him. She should of known. Men like him never change. Especially controlling, over protective pricks. He wanted something and she was going to find out what it was.
"So, Charles. What were you and Red talking about while I was in the ladies room? Anything about me? " Liz asked as she moved in closer to him and put her head on his chest.
Charles laughed. "No, no. Nothing about you. Just some boring business propositions." Running his hands down Liz's back, his hands rested on her lower back almost touching her ass. "Believe me, this is much more interesting. I'd rather be right here."
Liz smiled and questioned further. " What could of been so boring. I wouldn't picture anything you do as boring." Liz asked in a husky voice.
Charles' hands continued to roam Liz's back before bravely traveling down her ass and cupping her cheeks, bringing her closer to him. "You've got that right. I'm definitely not boring."
Liz faked a laugh. "Don't get ahead of the situation. If you're forgetting, my boyfriend is right over there." Liz pointed her head towards Red, who was watching intently from the table they left him at.
"You two don't fool me. I can tell a swinging couple when I see one. Plus, all the hints your man gave , it's clear as day." Charles whispered in her ear as he pulled her against him roughly.
Liz pushed back at him, distancing herself from him. "What hints would that be?" Liz questioned with a smile. She didn't want to let him notice how pissed off she was on the inside.
Charles laughed. "Well, for starters, when he said it takes more than one man to handle you? Not to mention all the times he left me alone with you." He again pulled her close to him. "If you were mine, I would never leave you with another man."
Liz shrugged, but really all she wanted to do was smack the cocky smirk off his face. "Well you're wrong. We don't cheat."
"Then why are you dancing with me and not your lover boy?" Charles wasn't buying it.
"That's the same question I've been asking myself for the past ten minutes." Red's voice from behind Liz startled her. Putting his hand on Liz's shoulder he spun her around. "Time's up. She's mine."
Liz was seeing blood but remained calm until Charles was out of earshot and had gone to the bar for a drink. "How dare you!" Liz yelled at Red over the music.
"Now , Now. Keep calm and remember where we are. He can still see us." Red pulled her in close and put his hand on the back of her head, pulling it down to rest on his chest. "Just one song and then we will head upstairs and you can give me hell if that's what you want."
With her head turned away from the bar, Liz let Red have it. "You were using me as bait!"
Red pulled her closer and leaned down to talk in her ear. "Lizzie, wait until we get upstairs."
Liz reached up and pushed Red's head away from her ear. The she angerly moved her head to his shoulder. The song seemed to go on forever and ever, until finally, when Liz thought she couldn't stand it anymore, it stopped. Liz took that as her cue and pushed herself away from Red, heading for the elevator.
Once the doors closed, Liz turned towards Red and yelled. "So this was your plan all along? Use me to get what you want? I'm not an object. I'm not yours to use!"
Red glared at her. "I don't know what he told you but you've got it all wrong..."
Liz cut him off. "Oh! So you never told him that it takes more that one man to handle me? Gave him the impression that he could have me? That you would allow it?" Liz stepped closer to him, poking a finger on his chest. "You don't own me! I'm not an object that you can pass around from one person to another, when you see fit..."
Red was tired of hearing it. Reaching out with one hand, he grabbed Liz by the arm and pulled her to him, crushing her to his chest. Then he encircled her body with one arm and pulled her head back with another, forcing her to look up at him. "You listen to me and you listen to me good. I have never intentionally gave him that impression. Never would I ever share you with any man!"
Liz looked up angry into Red's dark eyes. "I'm not yours to share!"
Red pulled Liz's head back more. "No? Seemed like you were more than willing to give me yourself last night." Red stated with a deep, hoarse voice. " I could of easily made you mine."
Liz shook her head. "I was drunk and you know it. I didn't mean anything I said or did."
"Well your not drunk now so let's see how you handle me this time." With that, Red turned and pushed Liz up against the elevator wall and leaned down and took her mouth in his. Forcibly he coaxed her lips apart, until finally, she gave in and let his tongue slip in. For what seemed like hours, they kissed with wild abandon. His lips masculine and taking, and hers feminine and giving. Red's hands slid down the sides of her body and lifted her up by the hips against the wall . He then positioned himself between her legs and held her body onto his. They stayed like this, kissing and touching, until the elevator doors slid opened and snapped Liz out of her erotic trance.
