Puddles (Rayne Enterprises Book 2), page 25
“Hey, what about me? I’ll be there,” Dylan whines.
“Seriously dude, there will be half naked women dancing and your MILF crush, I doubt if you would notice if an elephant walked in and took Mia,” Carson says as we all laugh.
“True,” he says, shrugging his shoulders, “Can we go now?”
An hour later, the five of us are on our way to Puddles. The line is long and there is no way I am walking around back, I’m not ready for that. Elias hops out of the truck and pulls off his shirt.
“Whoa dude, I thought only the girls got naked?” Dylan asks.
“Ha ha, you can either stand in line or let me put my shirt on and walk straight in with the head of security,” Elias counters back.
“Hey, have I ever told you how much I like you?” Dylan says practically jumping out of his skin.
As Elias opens my door and helps me out of the truck I whisper to him, “I wouldn’t mind if you kept the shirt off.”
“Don’t tease me Mrs. Cole or I will put your ass back in this truck and take you home,” he says as he leans down and kisses me.
“C’mon you two before Dylan pees his pants,” Tatum says and we all walk toward the front door.
Elias was right, as head of security he ushered us right past the line of people without any complaints. Standing right inside the door is the one person I was hoping to see and I can tell by her bare ass who it is.
“Lola.”
She turns around and her face says it all as she pulls me into her half naked self.
“Mia! How is my favorite girl? Look at this!” She exclaims as she rubs my belly.
“Hi to you too,” Elias says and Lola looks up at him.
“You’re late for work,”’ she says and he laughs.
“Lola, I told you Scott and Evan can handle things for a while.”
“Fine. Now who did you two drag in here with you tonight? Hello Tatum,” she says, kissing her on the cheek.
“Hey, Lola.”
“And lookie here, two brand new customers. Hello Carson,” she says, kissing him on the cheek too.
“And Dylan, look at you,” she says walking all the way around him, dragging her hand across his chest and back.
“Are you ready for the show tonight?” She asks and we all watch him look over her magnificent body and nod, speechless.
We all laugh as Carson finally slaps him on the back to snap him back to reality.
“C’mon you two, let's go get you a drink before the show starts.”
“She’s a-fucking-mazing,” Dylan says watching Lola glide across the room greeting guests.
“Dude, she’s old enough to be your mom,” Carson says.
“So?”
We all laugh as the lights dim and the show starts. Wren goes first, then Steph, and then Lucy. I watch as Lucy climbs down off the stage and brings Dylan up there with her. She is in prime form tonight as she wears her black fringed chaps and rides Dylan around the stage like a horse, spanking his ass.
He is loving it.
“I’m never going to get him to leave,” Carson says as Lucy tips his head back and pours a shot down his throat.
“Lucky for you I know the security team, If we have to we can just pick his ass up and throw him in the bed of the truck,” Elias says.
The lights return to their normal wattage as the girls are backstage getting ready to work the floor. They told me they are stopping the group dances for now. I promised I would help them figure out some new dances when I was feeling better.
I look at my favorite table and Gus, Paul, and Harry are in their usual spots.
“Where are you going?” Elias asks.
“To go flirt with three of my favorite men,” I tease as I walk toward their table. I turn to see Elias following me. I think it will be a long time before we are out in public and he isn’t at arm's length.
“Hello boys,” I say, walking up and running my fingers through Harry’s hair.
“Mia!” all three of them cheer and stand up and give me hugs.
“Honey, we heard what happened,” Harry says.
“Should’ve let us at the bastard,” Gus pipes in.
“If it wasn’t for superman here, we would have been right out there,” Paul says as he turns and shakes Elias’s hand.
“Yeah, and Lola told us the news, twins, huh?” Harry asks.
“Go big or go home right?” I ask and they laugh.
“Well sweetie I guess that means we won’t be seeing you up on that stage anytime soon,” Paul says as I watch him pull on his suspenders.
“No, I’m afraid the giant belly will be a turn off for most of the guys in here.”
“Oh hell, I think my wife and I had more sex when she was pregnant than we ever did when she wasn’t,” Gus says and we all laugh.
“Hey now you better keep your hands to yourself there Gus, before I have to kick you out,” Elias warns.
“Or kick your ass!” Harry yells and they all lose it laughing.
“All right boys you better mind yourselves, the girls are coming out soon and maybe I will put in a good word for you and get my favorite customers some free lap dances,” I tease.
“Sounds good Miss Mia,” Paul says and then he leans in and whispers, “But maybe not Lucy, she scares me,” and laughter erupts again as Elias and I head back to our table.
“You’re really great with them,” Elias says as we make our way over to the kitchen.
“They’re sweet and I like that they all find comfort in each other since their wives are gone.”
I look at Elias and he has a strange look on his face.
“What?” I say wiping at my face like I have something on it.
“You are the most amazing woman I have ever met,” he says as he leans down and kisses me.
“What’ll it be Mia,” Chef asks.
“Your cheesy bacon fries? Please?”
“You got it,” he says as he turns around to make my plate of carbs and grease.
“He didn’t even ask me if I wanted anything,” Elias pouts.
I lean into him and pull his ear down to my mouth.
“Maybe tonight when we get home I’ll let you eat me for dessert.”
I watch the smile spread across his face, “Can we get those fries to go?” he says and I have to wave off Chef.
When the girls come out, our table is where they stop first. I watch as Dylan pretends not to notice the fact that Wren, Steph, and Lucy’s naked tits are inches away from his face.
“Hey guys! What are you up to?” Wren asks, sitting on Dylan’s lap and grabbing one of my fries.
“Not much, coming to watch you three beauties.”
“Mia, we could use your help, wanna go in the back and change?”
“No!” Carson and Dylan both yell at the same time.
“How about you Tatum you could fill in for Mia until we can find more girls,” Steph asks and as I look around at everyone staring at her I notice the way Carson is looking at her.
“Thanks Steph but I have my hands full over at Grey Sky.”
“It’s a shame, your tits are perfect,” Lucy says as she shimmies away to the next table.
“Okay well unless any of you want a lap dance these girls need to go make me some money,” Steph says, grabbing her tits and wiggling them together before she heads off too.
“I never want to leave here,” Dylan says and Wren stands up and turns around, and straddles his lap. When she leans into him she grabs the back of his head and pushes it in between her tits. She pulls his head back and kisses him on the lips, “Have a good night Dylan,” she says and we watch her move a few tables over and sit on a woman’s lap in the same fashion.
“Yep, never leaving.”
Two hours later and I am fucking tired. When I yawn I see Elias notice and soon he is rallying the troops to head back to our house. We decided before we left that they could all crash with us but Wren convinced Tatum to stick around so they could go out to breakfast and she agreed. So now all we have to do is somehow get Carson and Dylan to leave.
But just as we think we might be making headway as the girls start taking customers to VIP rooms, Lola comes over.
“So Mia I wanted to talk to you and Elias about an idea I had,” she says not noticing Dylan drooling over her.
“Okay?”
“I want you to come back to work,” she says smiling.
“Lola, you know I can’t,” I say pointing at my stomach.
“I know you can’t strip.”
“Thank god,” Carson says and for that, he gets smacked by both Lola and Tatum.
“I mean I want to hire you back as the Creative Director of Puddles. You would be in charge of hiring all the new dancers, and choreography, and I don’t know whatever else you want!” she exclaims.
“Elias, what do you think?” I say looking over at my smiling husband.
“If it’s what you want princess, it’s good with me,” he says as he leans over and kisses me.
“You two are so cute it’s sickening.”
“Tell me about it,” Dylan says, re-entering the conversation.
“Awesome, we'll come by tomorrow and we can talk. I have to go perk up some of the cheapskates tonight,” she says wiggling her ass in Dylan’s direction and I watch as he reaches for his wallet.
She leans down and grabs the front of his shirt and whispers something into his ear. When she lets go he falls back into the chair, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glazed over.
“Goodnight,” she says as she walks back across the club.
“Okay, are we all ready then?” Elias asks all of us.
“I’m gonna need a minute,” Dylan squeaks out and we all laugh.
“Well, I’m going to go wait for Wren in the dressing room. And before you say it, Elias, yes we will have Scott walk us out to Wren’s car, I promise,” Tatum says.
We all stand up and she walks over and hugs me and pats my belly before hugging Elias. As she walks over in front of Carson he leans down and pulls her in for a hug too, except there is something I can’t put my finger on. Their hug lasts for only a split second longer than it has to and before she turns to walk away I watch as their eyes connect. No, she wouldn’t they both know how I feel about Carson dating my friends.
“All right playboy time to go,” Elias says, slapping Dylan on the chest.
“I think I’m in love,” Dylan says, finally standing up. Elias puts his arm around his shoulders.
“That is not the first time I’ve heard a man say that after talking with Lola Vega.”
After tucking the boys into the guest bedroom downstairs, Elias and I head up to bed. He helps me get undressed, my ability to pull my own pants up has greatly improved but pulling my shirt over my head is still a pain in the ass.
“Beautiful,” he says as he unclasps my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
He gently picks me up and lays me in the middle of the bed and pulls off my shoes and pants. As I lay here and watch him pull off his shirt I wonder if looking at him like this will ever get old, I don’t think so.
“Did you forget?” He says as he drops his jeans to the floor and leans his hands on the bed at my feet.
“Forget what?”
“You said I get to have dessert,” his wicked smile sends a shock through my body.
“With Carson and Dylan downstairs?”
“What better time to practice being quiet,” he says as he slides his hands up my legs and tugs my panties down.
“Princess,” he says, looking at me like a lion on the hunt. He crawls up my body, kissing my legs back and forth until he buries his head between my legs.
“Elias,” I whimper and he looks up at me, “Lay back and be a good girl.”
He dives back in and I have to pull his pillow on top of my face to muffle the sounds coming from my mouth.
I pull it up just long enough to sit up and look down and watch as he laps at my clit.
“It feels so good,” I say and he growls, sending the vibration through my body and making me arch my back.
I feel his fingers teasing me and before I can say anything he pushes them deep into my wet pussy and hooks them into my g-spot.
“Oh fuck,” I say and he looks up at me and smiles.
“Cum for me baby, I want to taste all of you. That’s my good girl, fuck my fingers.”
My body craves his words and as he keeps talking the feeling in my body builds and builds until finally, I come all over his hand.
He drops his face down and begins to suck and lick at my pussy.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he says as he continues to use his tongue like the expert he is.
He makes his way up my body until he is hovering over me. “Thank you,” I say as his lips touch mine.
“Spread your legs baby,” he says and I do and then he pushes his cock inside me.
“Elias, you feel so good,” I say, lifting my legs up to his shoulders.
“Oh princess look at you, fuck baby you’re going to make me come,” he says pushing further and further inside me.
“Fuck me,” I say and he smirks as he starts to move faster and faster until I scream he comes with me until we are both panting and laying in each other’s arms.
“Is there any way they didn’t hear that?” I ask, suddenly embarrassed.
“Hopefully they are passed out,” he says as he continues to kiss my body.
“Breakfast is going to be awkward if they’re not,” I say and Elias has to stop kissing my body as he starts to laugh.
“You’re probably right,” he says, sliding up next to me and pulling me into his magnificent body.
“Good morning,” I say to Carson and Dylan who by the looks of it, were in fact passed out and oblivious to Elias and I’s late night activities.
“ ‘Morning,” Carson says, reaching for the cup of coffee Elias is handing him.
Dylan flops down on the couch and pulls the pillow over his head.
“How are you feeling this morning Dylan?”
“Umm hmm,” he says and I giggle as I take a drink of my water.
It takes a couple of hours but Carson and Dylan rally and they even help Elias put together both cribs before they pack up to leave.
“Hey Car, can I talk to you for a minute?” I ask and the two of us go out on the back deck.
“What’s up?”
“Is there anything going on with you and Tatum?” I ask point blank.
“No, why?”
“I don’t know when I saw you two here earlier and then at the club, I thought I saw a little something between the two of you,” I say knowing how stupid it sounds.
“Mia, Tatum is hot, no scratch that she is beautiful. But you have made it very clear to me that I cannot date any of your friends anymore. I know I was a dick before and I get why, so I respect your rule,” he says.
“So even if she confessed her undying love for you, would you turn her down?”
He chuckles, “Yes baby sister for you and the sake of your friendship I would turn her down, shun her, pretend she doesn’t exist,” he says fucking with me.
“Fine,” I say, spitting in my hand and holding it out to him, “Promise?”
He spits in his hand and reaches out and shakes mine, “Promise.”
“That is the grossest handshake I have ever seen,” Elias says.
“Tell me about it, they have been doing it forever and it never gets any better,” Dylan says.
Carson and I burst out laughing.
After Carson and Dylan leave Elias and I are finally alone.
“Okay princess, what do you want to do now? Elias asks as he rubs my feet.
“Now, I want to nap.”
Chapter 25
Plans
“Hey Mia, get dressed, I want to show you something,” Elias yells from downstairs.
For five days now I have woken up and not thrown up, I consider that a small victory. It will be another two days before I get this stupid cast off my arm and I can’t wait to get in the shower and wash my own hair. Don’t get me wrong, having my smoking hot husband give me sponge baths that nine out of ten times lead to me having an orgasm is not bad, but being able to be independent again will also be nice. So will paying him back for all the underwater adventures he has given me.
“Where are we going?” I ask carrying my shoes with me.
Elias walks over and picks me up and sets me on the kitchen counter. He grabs my shoes and starts to put them on for me. I swear he’s a fucking angel.
“It’s a surprise,” he says, looking up at me mischievously.
“We aren't going to be late for Sunday dinner are we?”
“Mia, it is eight o’clock in the morning, I think we will make it to the other side of the city by five,” he says as he finishes tying my shoes and kisses me on the nose.
An hour later we are driving up a very familiar and hidden road. The same one Elias brought me to after we got married, the one where the piece of property that overlooks Puget Sound, he bought for us.
“What are we doing here?” I ask before we even get there.
“Patience my love, you’ll see.”
And see I do. As we round the corner I can see that the lot has been partially cleared and that construction has begun.
“What’s all of this?” I ask as we come to a stop.
Elias decided to drive my car, something about it not being driven in a while and after ripping off the necklace Theo left me and wiping the whole thing down in disinfectant, I agreed. That was before I tried to get out of it. It literally feels like Elias has to pry me out like a sardine.
Before we start walking over to the construction site Elias pops the trunk and grabs a roll of paper. He grabs my hand and we make our way to where the boards are stacked and he stops. He lays out the paper, unrolling it until I see the plans drawn on them.
“This princess, is our own private getaway,” he says proudly.
