"Another four shots for the customer at the end, Daryl!" Tony said. Tony was the assistant manager at 'Яepulse' but not many of the guys seen him on a shift very often as he ran another bar of his own just across the avenue. He was his own money machine with the amount of businesses he owned.

Saturday night. Tonight was definitely a busy one at the bar and most of the guys were called in to work shifts. Daryl had certainly had an interesting week but to not get too distracted in work, he decided to just get on with his shifts and not let his personal life get in the way of his job. It was his own fault really.. he was the one who set his eyes on Carol first and he was the one who delved into conversation with her not knowing that he'd end up in bed with her over a week later. But seriously, how could he resist? She was a fox.

He hadn't heard from her since she bravely came into the bar Monday afternoon to see him.

"So, you get a thrill out of that then? Stringing men along and dropping your knickers just because you want a quick fuck!"

He winced as he remembers what he had said to her that day. He shouldn't have said that.. why did he even say it?! He was angry with her and disappointed with her but saying those words to her face weren't exactly appropriate. He'd try and message her but that was out of the equation as he never even got her phone number. It figured really, she didn't want anything more than sex so why would she even consider giving him her number?

He sighed. He was tired and fed up. All the women he'd been involved with were either too needy, too desperate to move things forward or just simply didn't have a personality. And now, he'd met someone he actually liked and she wasn't even interested.

His brother, Merle didn't exactly help matters either.

"So, what happened with the little brunette after, baby brother? Did you give her a good fuck?" Merle laughed as he let his head fall backwards and took a drink of water to gulp down the tylenol that were placed on his tongue.

Oh, Merle was so charming. Daryl though sarcastically.

Daryl sighed and stayed silent.

"Oh come on, baby brother. You know you can tell me. What was the matter with her? Was she a kinky madam? Too much of a woman for you?" Merle laughed again and Daryl rolled his eyes at him. He was used to being put down by his older brother.

"Don't talk about Carol like that, Merle." he finally said from where he was sat at the kitchen table, taking a swig from him coffee.

Merle turned to face his brother with the biggest shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"Oh, damn. Has little Daryl fallen in love?" His older brother said putting emphasis on the word 'love'. Merle didn't believe in love - he just believed in sex.. and plenty of it.

"I'm going to work." Daryl huffed as he threw the remains of his coffee down the sink and picked up his keys as he made his way through the front door. He really needed to get his own place.

"Hi, can I get a whiskey please!" The older man said from the opposite side of the bar shaking Daryl from his thoughts.

"Yeah, coming right up!" he replied back to the customer and started to fix up the gentleman's beverage. He had been so lost in thoughts throughout most of his shift that he hadn't even recognised Carol sat at the end of the bar. But not the usual end she sat. Well now he was fucked. He definitely wouldn't be able to concentrate throughout most of his shift with her sat there. She hadn't looked over at him or even acknowledged that he was there. Ricky served her and obviously made conversation with her being as they were old friends. He passed her the tall glass of mojito and with a thanks, she also gave a cheeky wink in Ricky's direction. She was such a tease. But clearly she made that impression to most people.

"Here's your drink, sir!" Daryl spoke confidently. He was serving customers from left, right and centre but each time, he had his eyes on Carol. He knew now.. she was definitely ignoring him. She hadn't even looked across to the place in the bar where he was situated. She sat the opposite way watching the crowd of people move their way around the club. She must be playing a game and it was pissing him right off. If she wanted to act childish, then that was fine with him.

He wasn't going to let her bother him or distract him - but that soon got kind of difficult when some hot shot sat at the stool next to her and started speaking to her. Daryl felt his blood boil and his fists clenched. The pair were now sat towards the bar as they greeted one another and introduced themselves with a shake of their hands. Maybe she knew him? Or maybe he was just another guy trying to get lucky tonight. And who wouldn't want to get lucky with Carol. She definitely had a strong attraction from men in places like this. He was looking at her with lustful eyes with his pressed down suit and slicked back hair. Okay, he was handsome. But he was going no-where near his Carol. His Carol? Oh god.

A couple of minutes had passed and the sleaze-bag had gotten a little too close to her stool.. he was whispering things into her ear and she let her head fall back in laughter. For the first time that evening, she looked over at him when she had finished laughing. It was a quick glance but she could have pierced burring holes into his eyes. And before she turned back to face the other guy, a tiny smirk broke out on her rosebud lips. Yep, she was definitely playing a game. And she was loving every second of it. Well, fuck it. Daryl thought - he could play that game too.

He made sure his next customer was a woman. A youngish blonde girl had herself pressed up against the counter waving the money that was ready to be spent in her hand. She was medium height and had fake blonde hair splayed around her shoulders. Her sparkly pink dress was a bit too revealing and her perfume smelled cheap. Perfect.

"What can I get you, gorgeous?" Daryl said with a cheeky smirk which instantly got a look from Carol's direction. He had seen her turn from the corner of his eye. Bingo.

The blonde immediately giggled. "I'll have a vodka and lemonade please, sexy!"

"Coming right up!" he replied with a wink and brought his attention to where Carol was sat. She was pissed.. which actually surprised him. This was her test and she had immediately proved that she obviously cared about him which he was glad about. Showing attention to someone else had gotten her riled up but was she going to claim Daryl for herself and tell the other woman to back off? No, she did the complete opposite and increased her game when she took the guy who had been flirting with her by the cheeks and kissed him.

WHAT THE FUCK.

That's it! Daryl thought and he made his way to her and separated through their space.

THUD.

Daryl's fist came into contact with the other man's cheek and he fell back off his stool. Most people around the bar gasped and moved out of the way to let the scene unfold. Merle, Ricky and two of the other barmen had pulled Daryl back immediately and told him to get in the back to cool off. Tony was not going to be happy. Carol had also stormed off feeling completely embarrassed. Daryl had noticed she had left. For good? He didn't quite know.. but he was going to find out as he followed after her.

He found her outside lighting up a cigarette with shaky hands. Their eyes met and Carol reacted straight away.

"Daryl, stay away from me! All you've done is cause trouble tonight!" she said pointing at him furiously.

"Me?! You're the trouble, darling!" he shouted, his chest heaving. "You started that back there! He had his hands all over you!"

"Well, she had her eyes all over you!" Carol shouted back.

"And why do you care, Carol?" he said with his eyebrows raised. "I thought I was nothing to you? You don't own me.. I could have took her home tonight!"

She scowled at him and then laughed in his face. "If you wanted to get a disease, that's fine by me."

He smiled. "You threatened by her?"

She stilled. "Of course, I'm not!"

He stayed silent but took slow small steps towards her. She tensed ever so slightly. He had her just where he wanted her now. He suddenly took her hand in his and led her to the back alley of the bar and pushing her back against the brick wall. Taking the cigarette from her fingers, he squished the butt onto the ground.

He stared at her with dark eyes and he came closer and closer to where she was stood up against the wall.

"I don't care what you say, Carol.. but this pussy is mine." Daryl breathed into her ear making the hairs on her neck stand. He found her opening under her skirt and rubbed tiny circles through her panties. He needed them off and he needed them off now.

Carol's breathing was heavy. She didn't have a clue what was happening.. she was normally in charge but he took full control and claimed her body.

Fuck it. She needed him. She longed to taste him and she sighed when his lips melted into hers. His hands started exploring her with focused attention and finally he reached under her dress pulling it higher and higher and higher, not breaking eye contact with her.

His eyes searched hers for answers or some kind of signal and he asked her - "Do you want me to stop?" his voice was soft.

No, no, no. Please don't stop. She nodded in disapproval and brought his hand to her breast, an indication that he could carry on.

He slowly peeled away her panties and she obliged by stepping out of them carefully. She gasped when his fingers found her opening once again and he was slipping one digit, two digits, then three digits inside of her making her head fall against the brick wall. Her eyes fluttered shut.

"Look at me." he demanded. She opened again and looked up at him. His fingers slipped away from her and she felt empty again. He started to unbuckle his belt and pushed his trousers down to his ankles. His cock sprang free from his pants and he quickly lifted her legs so that they were wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Need to be inside you.." he breathed against her neck and finally with a swift motion, his cock entered her harshly. She couldn't help but let her eyes flutter shut once again and she relished the feel of him inside of her. He began to move immediately and pushed relentlessly in and out of her. Her moans were like music to his ears and she clung onto him, her nails digging into his broad shoulders. He buried his head into the crook of her neck as he fucked her continuously and he inhaled the smell that lingered throughout her hair. The force of his pounding cock pinned her to the wall and that familiar feeling in her low stomach was getting closer.. and closer. She was on the edge and so was he. He fucked her harder this time and they both lost it. Her body convulsed around him and he shot his load deep inside of her.

He held her small frame in his arms for a few minutes and when their legs finally gave way, he slowly placed her back to the floor and placed a soft kiss to her forehead.