The Savage Dominant

Chapter 2

Lane's POV

When I finish my lectures for the day I pack my laptop which contains all my notes back into my bag before swinging it onto my shoulder. I kick the edge of my skateboard into my hand before walking out the lecture hall with Drew at my side. He blushes when I look over at him making me chuckle. You would think since he's a jock he wouldn’t be blushing with just one glance. He's a cutie though.

“So where is this party?” I ask as we walk towards the library where we have to pick up a book Bishop told us to use for our assignment.

“The Frat house, duh.” He says making me roll my eyes.

“Of course, well I can’t make it this time. Next time though, make sure you keep yourself tight for me.” I say and smack his ass before making my way through the aisles towards the section the book should be in.

“Don’t keep me waiting!” He calls out softly making me chuckle.

After a few minutes of searching I grab two of the needed books before making my way towards the tables. I place one of the books on the table making Drew smile thankfully as I pass. I wink at him before walking over to the check out desk and pulling out my student ID. I pack the book into my bag after checking it out and wave to the librarian before heading out.

Now what to do for the rest of the day? I check my watch and see its only 4 o’clock in the afternoon. My shift isn’t until 8:00 so four hours of doing what? I could sleep, I love sleeping. Or I can eat. Hmm, eating is my main priority right now as my stomach growls loudly. I look around while slowly rolling forward on my board trying to decide what to eat.

Leona’s Pizzeria is the closest so I ride in that direction as my stomach makes its annoyance known yet again. When I reach the place about five minutes later I'm glad to say it’s not too packed. I make my way inside and towards the counter while looking at the menu trying to decide what to get. Should I get pepperoni pizza or a pasta bowl?

“Hello and welcome to Leona’s Pizzeria. What can I get for you today?” The perky cashier asks while smiling at me flirtatiously making me chuckle.

“I want an Italian Meat Lasagna and lemonade, please.” I smile brightly making her blush.

“Of course, that will be 17 dollars and 98 cents.” She says and I fish my wallet out my back pocket.

“Why 98 cents? Why not 99 cents or just tack on another dollar?” I ask while handing her a twenty.

“I don’t know it’s just the way it goes.” She laughs while working the register.

“Well you should petition to change that. I’ll sign my name.” I say while looking at her huge bust.

“Eyes up here.” She scoffs making my eyes snap up with a smirk.

“I have eyes for a reason babe.” I wink while taking my change from her but simply stuff it in the tip jar.

“Your food will be ready in 10 minutes.” She says while handing me a cup for my lemonade.

“I’ll give you another tip if you come bring it to me.” I say and she rolls her eyes.

“Get a life Lane.” She laughs making me chuckle.

“You want me Abby.” I say while walking towards the soda machine.

“I've had you already Lane.” She calls out as I fill my cup.

“And you came back for seconds, thirds even. You love my dick.” I shout making her blush as people turn to look.

“Ugh, that’s the only thing I love about you!” She groans as I chuckle while walking to a booth by the door.

As I wait for my food I pull out my laptop and start doing research for my paper. Grabbing the library book I skim through it before reviewing my notes from today’s lecture. Thankfully it was easy lectures today. Fridays are my easy days, two lectures 12-2 and 2:10-4 then I'm done until I go to work. I don’t mind working, its fun.

“Here you go asshole.” Abby says before setting my plate of steaming lasagna in front of me before sitting down with two slices of pizza.

“Thanks girl.” I smile before pushing my work aside and grabbing my fork.

“So are you going to the party tonight?” She asks and I shake my head making her frown.

“I have work tonight.” I say in between bites as she nods.

“One day I'm going to go to your job and see what you do.” She mumbles making me choke on my food.

“No! I mean, no you can’t. It’s a very high end place. You need a membership to get in.” I lie while sipping my drink.

“Don’t tell me you’re an escort.” She says horrified and I burst out laughing.

“Oh god, no! Of course I'm not an escort Abby.” I chuckle while rolling my eyes.

“Then why can’t I go?” She whines and I shrug.

“I work at a gay club and I don’t want you being jealous with all the hands on me.” I wink making her scoff.

“You f****d both me and my brother, I don’t think I would be jealous.” She says as I lean forward and her breath hitches making me smirk.

“Drew is tighter.” I whisper causing her face to turn bright red as I lean back with a chuckle.

“I hate you Lane Wilder!” She hisses while getting up and stalking away.

“She’ll be back for more.” I whisper to myself with a smirk. They always come back for more, I think with a bitter smile.

After I finish eating I pack my stuff, leave the pizzeria and make my way back towards the apartment. I could hopefully finish most of my paper before going to work. Skating through the streets of Chicago I wave and smile at everyone I pass even if I don’t know them. You never know what people are going through so I make sure to try and make everyone smile at least for a second. They look at me like I'm crazy but most wave back and smile.

When I get to the apartment complex I once again nod at Steve on my way in. Making my way to the elevator I bob my head to the beat blasting from my headphones. I love music, almost as much as I love food. And I love food. Food and I are my OTP. We’re amazing together and we are just meant to be. Unlocking the door to the apartment I turn off my music and listen carefully, thankful when I don’t hear moans or anything else. They must have gone to work.

I make my way to my room and lean my board against the wall before dropping onto my bed. Pulling out my laptop I flip open my book and quickly get sucked into my studies. Skimming through the book I soak in all the information before starting on my paper that’s due next week. My phone starts ringing a while later and I reach over for it with a groan.

“Hello?” I ask while sticking the phone between my ear and shoulder before going back to typing.

“I'm calling to remind you of work.” Denny says and I look at the time to see it’s already 7:30.

“s**t, I forgot. Okay, I'm on my way now.” I say before hanging up.

I save my paper and close my laptop before jumping out of bed. Grabbing some more comfortable clothes for later, I pull it on quickly before grabbing my keys, phone and wallet while on my way out the room. When I get downstairs I smile at the cab waiting there knowing that Mike, ever protective Mike, doesn’t let me walk to work at night. I climb in and give the driver the address while closing the door.

After a ten minute drive I pay the cab and rush into the building. Music blasts through the speakers making the walls vibrate and the people grind on each other. I smirk as hands grope me while walking towards the bar. I love my job, I think while copping a feel on a twinks ass making him moan and wink at me. When I get to the bar I wave at Cammy who is flirting with some girl even though she's not gay or bisexual, she just wants more tips.

“LANE, GET YOUR NAME TAG AND GET TO WORK!” James screams making me roll my eyes.

“Yes Sir.” I mock salute and rush towards the locker room.

This fine establishment is Mike’s place, The Backdoor. Yes that’s the real name he chose, very fitting isn’t it? (I don’t know if this is a real club I just made up that name but if it is, my bucket list has gotten longer by one) It’s a restaurant during the morning and early day but a club by night during the weekends only. Once I reach my locker I strip off my clothes and pull on my uniform, which isn’t much. It’s just a pair of booty shorts and a see through vest with my name tag.

I get behind the bar and clock in before I start taking orders quickly. Making the first batch of drinks quickly, I make sure to flirt my ass off because tips are my life line. I wink at the guy looking at me like I'm a piece of meat making him smirk and lean forward. Pressing my hands to the bar I move closer until we’re face to face, inches away from each other.

“What time do you get off?” He asks huskily and I mentally roll my eyes.

“Five minutes after I'm way out of your league.” I throw back before straightening up and sliding his beer towards him.

He glares and takes his beer before stalking away from the bar. Cammy high fives me with a beaming smile making me chuckle. We continue working side by side as more people order more drinks. My eyes drift towards the cages hanging from the ceiling with the male and female dancers moving to the erotic beat blasting through the club. Steven catches my eye and winks at me before turning around to show off his perfect tight ass, I know it’s tight because we’ve f****d a lot. His boyfriend might not forgive him again though.

When my shift ends at 2 a.m. I make smack Barry’s, Cammy’s replacement, ass before heading back to the locker room. Pulling off my clothes I toss them into my bag before pulling on my cut off shorts and tug on my CSU sweatshirt. I slip on my sandals before throwing my bag over my shoulder and making my way up the stairs towards the office.

“Mike, I'm heading home.” I yawn while sticking my head in his office.

“Take Denny with you, he's about to fall asleep here.” He says and I look over to see a half awake Denny on the couch.

“Those kids are wearing you out huh?” I chuckle while walking over to him.

“Yeah, f*****g kids I hate to love them. Why did I ever become a teacher?” He groans while lifting his arms so I could pick him up which I do.

“You’re crazy, that’s why. What time do I work tomorrow?” I ask Mike who is on his laptop typing away.

“You are booked for 12-6.” He says while checking the schedule making me nod with a sigh.

“Okay, so I better get home and into bed. See you later Mike.” I say while walking towards the door.

“I called you both a cab. Call me when you make it home!” He calls out and I grunt in response as Denny snores softly in my ear.

When we do make it home I don’t feel like calling him so I just text him instead. Mike is the type to stay until closing to make sure there are no fights breaking out. I remember Denny thinking he was cheating once we left and when he confronted Mike about it s**t went down. Denny was crying, Mike was yelling and I was watching while eating Skittles, through the little crack of my open door of course. Turns out Mike was planning Denny's birthday party and wanted to make everything perfect but he just blurted it out. They’ve been happy ever f*****g since and Mike reassured Denny that he would never cheat on him. Cute fuckers!

“Lane, sleep with me.” Denny mumbles while clinging to my arm when I go to leave.

“Denny, I have work tomorrow and Mike will be here in like an hour. Just let me sleep in my room.” I mumble with a yawn and he nods.

“I'm glad you’re living with us. You’re the best cousin ever.” He says while falling asleep making I ruffle his hair before leaving the room and going into my own to fall asleep.

I'm glad I'm living with them too. They’re all I have left.