Chapter 2
Christian's POV:
I haven't been able to take my eyes off Ana all night. There's something about her. Yes, she is beautiful and sexy, but something else. When I touched her hand I felt something weird. Something I have never felt before. I know she felt it too by the way she pulled away instantly. I need to get closer to her. Maybe get to know her a little more.
My opportunity arises when Kate and Elliot get up. I quickly walk over and take their spot next to Ana. She looks over at me nervously.
"I thought we should get to know each other a little better since we will be walking down the aisle together soon," I say.
"Alright." She smiles and turns her body crossing her long sexy legs toward me.
"So you're model out in California?" I ask gazing into her big blue eyes. She definitely has the looks for it.
"Kind of. Just a few shoots here in there." She's being modest. Elliot told me she's been booked solid for the past couple months. That's why she hasn't made it to Seattle at all.
"That's not what I heard." She takes a drink and looks down into her glass then back up at me.
"What did you hear exactly?"
"I was told that you are becoming quite the hot commodity." She blushes and looks away again. She's so shy. It's adorable and is starting to really turn me on.
"What about you?" She asks lifting her head back up to me.
"What about me?" She smiles.
"Mr. Big Shot CEO. Running your own empire." I shrug and take a drink. I'm not really one to brag about my success. I work hard to get what I want. She rolls her eyes at me.
"Come on. I saw you typing away on your phone over there. At least I can step away from work to have a little fun for the weekend." She challengingly stares at me.
"Touché, Miss Steele. My phone will stay in my pocket the rest of the night." I say patting my leg where my phone sits. She smiles and gives me a nod. Before I can say anything else Ethan plops down next to her clearly very drunk.
"How bout that dance?" He says putting his arm around her. I narrow my eyes at him. Can't he see we are in the middle of a conversation? She smiles and takes his drink out of his hand then sets it on the table.
"You need to slow down. We still have two more nights."
"It's Vegas, Ana. Loosen up." He stands up holding his hand out to her. She takes it and stands then glances back at me.
"Sorry," she mouths and he leads her off. I take a deep breath then tip my glass up to my mouth watching them walk away. Miles takes a seat next me and looks in the direction I'm staring.
"That is one fine ass," he says. I clench my teeth tightly and turn toward him keeping all emotions off my face.
"I wouldn't mind taking her back to my room later tonight." If she is going to bed with anyone it is going to be me. Why is this fucker even talking to me? He glances at me when I don't respond.
"Which one do you have your eyes on?"
"I'm just here for Elliot," I say and take another drink. I hope he doesn't think I'm going to be his wingman or some shit now that Elliot is off the market. Together they have probably fucked every woman in a 10 mile radius of Seattle. I wonder if Kate knows that.
"How about that pretty little thing?" He points to where a couple of Kate's bridesmaids are dancing by the railing. Payton, the brunette that works with Kate, is eyeing me with hunger in her eyes. Same fucking look she had when I meet her.
"She's been eye fucking the shit out of you all night." She slides her tongue across her upper lip and moves her hands up her sides past her breasts and into her hair with her eyes locked on mine. She is attractive, but nothing compared to Ana.
"Damn. Yea you could definitely tap that." I look away from her and stand up. I can't sit here and listen to this fucking guy. He's worse than Elliot. I walk over to where Elliot is and lean against the railing next to him.
"Having fun yet, bro?" He asks looking towards me.
"A fucking blast," I say sarcastically. I don't know why we couldn't go out in Seattle one night. An entire weekend in Vegas is just ridiculous to me. I only came because he guilt tripped me into it. He even called Ros when I said I had too much work to do and she was all too willing to take over so I could go have a 'fun' weekend. He laughs and slaps me on the back.
"You need a couple shots." I shake my head. He's always trying to get me incoherently drunk. He succeeded one time when we were in New York visiting Mia. That morning was the worst I have ever felt in my life. I look down at all the people grinding on each other below us. Then I spot Ana and Ethan. He is moving behind her and his head is bent down with his cheek pressed against hers. There are too many people for me to see where his hands are.
"What's Ana's story?" I ask Elliot watching her and Ethan.
"She's Kate's best friend from high school." He shrugs.
"Yes, I know that. Is she seeing anyone?" I don't know why I'm even asking. With a face and body like that I'm sure some guy has swooped her up. Lucky bastard probably fucks her every night. I know I would.
"Why? Are you attracted to her?" He grins and nudges my arm. How could I not be?
"She is very attractive."
"Well, you're in luck. She is single, but I think you're going to have a bit of competition." I chuckle. That kid she's dancing with? Please.
"I'm not worried about Kate's brother." He laughs.
"You shouldn't be. She's rejected him hundreds of times. Poor guy just won't give up." She needs a man, not a boy. A man that will worship that sexy body. I would gladly do that then fuck her hard. My name would sound so sweet coming out of her fuckable mouth.
"I was talking about Miles. I've seen that look in his eyes before," Elliot says motioning towards Miles still sitting on the couch with Phil. Fucking Miles. He needs to find someone else to pursue. Ana is mine.
Ana's POV:
Thankfully Ethan's hands have roamed far from my hips while we've been dancing. I'm actually having a lot of fun. I really do love to dance. He bends his head down so our cheeks are pressed together. For a second I think he is going to start kissing my neck, but he doesn't. It's not that Ethan isn't attractive. He is very good looking, but I have never had those feelings for him.
"Ana!" Kate yells and pushes through the crowd toward us. "Stop grinding on my brother and come dance with me!" I laugh and she grabs my hand pulling me after her.
"Fuck you, Kate!" Ethan yells after us. I'm kind of glad she helped me escape. I don't want to give him the wrong idea or anything. I follow Kate through the crowd and she stops by one of the podiums that had paid dancers on it a minute ago. She says something to a bouncer and he nods then helps her get up on it. She turns back and starts dancing for the whole club to see.
"Come on, Steele!" She motions for me to come up with her. What the hell, why not? I've had just the right amount of alcohol to give me a boost of confidence. The bouncer grabs my hips and lifts me up next to Kate. I start dancing with her as sexy as I can ignoring the men ogling us. Kate looks up and waves at someone. I glance up and see Elliot grinning down at her with Christian standing next to him. He's watching me with a hungry look in his eyes. I quickly turn away feeling very self-conscious suddenly. Once the song is over and a new one starts I jump down and Kate follows.
"Let's go back up!" She suggests and I nod. We push our way through the crowd then walk up the stairs to our table. I'm stopped by Miles before I can follow Kate over to Elliot.
"You were looking pretty damn sexy down there." I blush. I didn't even see him watching me.
"Let me make you a drink," he says sliding his hand to the small of my back.
"Okay." As he guides me over to the table I see Christian eyeing us. What is with this guy? Every time I look over at him he's staring at me. I look away and sit down next to Miles. He takes out the bottle of Grey Goose and starts pouring it into a glass.
"Whoa, that's good," I say when he fills it more than half way. I'm already feeling drunk. I don't want to get wasted and make a fool of myself. He chuckles and fills the rest of the glass with Red Bull then hands it to me.
"Thank you."
"Cheers," he says smiling and clinks his glass to mine then we both take a drink. It's pretty strong. Stronger than the drinks that the server was making. I'll have to sip this slowly.
"So Ana, when am I going to see your picture plastered on a billboard downtown?" He asks putting his arm across the couch behind me. I shrug.
"I haven't done anything too big yet. Just a couple spreads in magazines."
"Any lingerie magazines?" He raises an eyebrow at me smirking.
"No, always fully clothed."
"That's a shame." His eyes move down my body lingering on my breasts a little longer than necessary. I fidget and he looks back up at my face with desire in his eyes. This is getting uncomfortable. I take a couple large drinks looking away and see Payton standing on her tiptoes in front of Christian whispering in his ear while he leans back against the rail with a grin on his face. I feel a spark of jealousy witnessing it.
"Any boyfriends waiting for you back in California?" Miles asks pulling my attention back to him. Maybe I should just lie and say yes. That probably wouldn't even work. He's not going to back off that easily.
"Not at the moment." He grins.
"That's very surprising," he says as he scoots closer to me and runs his fingers lightly up my thigh. My body tenses up and I suddenly feel like I can't breathe. I've never had a guy touch me there before.
"Um… I need to use the restroom." I stand up quickly and he grabs my hand. I look down at him nervously, my heart beating faster.
"Hurry back." He smirks and kisses the back of my hand. I force a smile and walk away.
Christian's POV:
"Taking a break?" Elliot asks as Kate comes over to us. She throws her arms around his neck pulling him down for a kiss.
"I'm ready to go back to the hotel." She grins up at him. I look behind her searching for Ana and see Miles leading her over to the table. Her eyes meet mine briefly then she looks away. How did I let him get to her before me?
"Christian, do you mind if I steal him away?" Kate asks and I look back over to her and Elliot. Both of them are grinning at each other.
"Be my guest," I say as she grabs his hand and pulls him away. My stare turns back to Ana and I see Miles pouring her a drink. Jesus fuck, that's a lot of vodka. Can't he see she's a small girl? Her tolerance can't be that high and she's already had a few drinks.
"What are you doing over here alone?" Payton asks walking over to stand in front of me.
"I was talking to Elliot. He just left with Kate," I say moving my eyes away from Ana to look at Payton.
"I heard you almost didn't come this weekend because of work. Do you ever take time off to just have fun and enjoy yourself?" She cocks her head to the side grinning. I enjoy working and I'm fucking great at my job because of it.
"This isn't quite my idea of fun." She takes a couple steps closer to me until I'm looking down at her. Her gold dress is hanging loosely from the straps so I can see right down the front.
"Maybe later we can have our own fun." She glances up at me through her eyelashes with a seductive smile. My dick responds to her offer pushing against my pants. An image of her bent over gripping this railing while I pound into her enters my mind making me smirk. She puts her hand on my shoulder pushing herself up on her tiptoes so her mouth is next to my ear.
"I'm already so wet and ready for you," she whispers in a low husky voice then nips my earlobe. I grin. Yep, now I have a full on erection. Fuck! I quickly adjust myself to hide it while she's still blocking me from everyone. It's been over a month since Vanessa left. She wanted 'more' out of our relationship then our contract entailed. At the beginning she was completely fine with the way things were. She was always right there when I needed to release built up tension and she fucking loved pain. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss her every now and then. I was pretty upset when she told me she wanted to break the contract earlier than we had originally planned. She was the best sub I have had plus I rather enjoyed spending the weekends with her.
So, it's been over a month since I have fucked anyone and my hand is just not cutting it anymore. I need to feel that silky softness of a woman around me while I'm thrusting into her. Hell, I'd be happy with a nice pair of lips around me sucking me off. Like Ana's for instance. I'm brought back to reality when Payton grabs me through my pants.
"Find me later back at the suite." She winks and walks away. Damn I haven't had a woman come on to me that strong in a while. Then again I haven't been out drinking in a while. I gulp down the rest of my drink and glance up as Ana quickly stands. My eyes narrow when I see how panicky she is. What the hell did he do? He grabs her hand and she looks down at him clearly nervous. She smiles after he says something and kisses her hand, but it doesn't reach her eyes then she quickly heads off. I look back over at him and he is grinning in the direction she went. He turns back catching my stare as I walk over to set my glass down on the table.
"That woman is really shy for a model. I cannot fucking wait to see how she is bed."
"How do you know she even wants to go to bed with you?" By the way she was acting I'm almost positive that she has no desire to do that. If anything she was terrified. He laughs.
"She will. Especially after a couple more drinks, some smooth lines and flattery. She'll be trying to blow me right here at this table." Why the fuck is Elliot even friends with this prick? I don't care if he's fucking drunk. You don't feed a woman drinks and lies until she's willing to go to bed with you. I walk away before I lose control and hit him in the fucking face. Ana seems so sweet and innocent. She doesn't deserve to be tainted by that jackass. I head out of the club and push through the door to outside making it fly open. When I look up I see Ana sitting on a bench facing away from me with her arms wrapped around her body.