Chapter 9: s*x on the beach
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Chloe's POV
I slip on a short figure hugging black off the shoulder dress. It is black with a silver sip all the back which stops just above a small slit. The inside felt soft and cotton like while the outside was leather.
I pair the dress knee high boots and a black leather jacket. I had on burgundy Matt lipstick and did a simple smoky eye eyeshadow.
I put in my diamond earrings with tiny silver chain and I let my natural curls fall down to my back and over my shoulder.
As I drive to location Hunter sent me I curse myself for letting him convince me to do this.
I pull up to club galaxy and I see the long waiting line.
I call Hunter and he tells me to go through the VIP entrance. The guard didn't hesitate to let me in.
As I step into the club I'm amazed bu the design. Everything is dark except for the bar with hardly has any lights and stocked with neon glasses.
The rest of the club is dimly lit by the neon tables and chairs and the waitresses are also on neon clothes glowing as the serve each person.
"Glad you could make it" Hunters familiar voice sounds in my ear over the loud music.
He takes my hand and leads me upstairs to a VIP booth.
The booth is lit by I single neon light and I can barely make out the faces of the others.
Soon my eyes adjust and I see that its other agents from the FBI. I groan inwardly
I should have known.
Tou didn't need a genius to tell this was planned out, there were exactly six of us 3 girls and 3 boys. Should have seen this coming from a mile away.
I take a seat next to Hunter and I notice the quick glare from Samantha.
I very she thought she'd be pair up with Hunter.
"I'm glad you came." He whispers in my ear and I see the clearly irritated look on her face.
"Not everyone feels the same way." I say loud enough for her to hear while looking her dead in the eye.
He chuckles in my ear and I'm caught off guard by the sound.
It sounded kind of s*x ish.
He tells me that they were waiting for me so we go ahead and our first set of drinks.
The girls order shots while the guys ordered hard liquor and I went for a s*x on the beach.
After out third round of drinks Samantha got up suddenly.
"Wanna dance Hunter?" She asks with a shameless smirk on her dance.
"What about me mate." Justin asks since he and her were the ones coupled up.
"Maybe next song." She tells him while dragging Hunter off to face.
Since it was the upstairs dance floor it was less crowded, she shamelessly grinned her self against him and it was painfully obvious that she wanted to sleep with him.
We ordered another round of drinks and kept watching them dance. Soon the other two joined in leaving my and Justin alone.
"So how's it going?" He asks and I know exactly what he's talking about.
"Same as always." I say and our eyes meet, I give him a friendly smile and he returns it.
No one knows that he and I are actually close friends since we keep our relationship private. And I'd like to keep it that way. Hes one of the few people I know I can trust back at the FBI and he also knew my dad.
He started working there a couple months before my dad was killed. After I joined the FBI he found out about it and swore to watch my back.
"Wanna make them jealous?" I ask with a little mischief in my voice."
"Yeah mate." I don't know what it was about his Australian accent but I liked hearing it.
Since this part of the club has more light then downstairs we can see each other somewhat clearly.
Justin and I start laughing and dancing on each other making a scene, everyone pause for a few seconds to watch us but we don't pay them any mind.
We pretend to be drunk dancing and Hunter and the others join us. A bunch of actually drunk people decided join us dancing.
Soon we're all separated and dancing with complete strangers, a guy comes up behind me and one in front.
I let them grind on me as I feel the flow of the music and forget about my sh*thole for a life in this moment.
After awhile the guy behind me starts to get handsy and grabs my ass.
"Hey hands off." I growl over my shoulder.
"Come on baby, you know you want me to show you a good time." He slurs in my ear and my skin crawls.
"How about I knock your teeth out." Hunter growls angrily glaring down at him.
Hunter towers over the guy and he gets scared and let's go of me.
"S-sorry no-man I-I- I didn't know she was with you." She stutters and scurries away, the guy in front got scared and left too.
Hunter starts dancing behind me and I don't protest.
"You know I could have handled him." I say stopping to look up at him.
"I never said you couldn't." He says with a wid grin pulling me closer to him.
As we dance I feel him slowly but surely getting hard against me so I stop to look at him.
"What,?" He asks trying to look innocent.
"Don't you get laid 24/7?" I ask not able to turn on my filter.
He barks out a wolfish laugh before whispering in my ear.
"Girls throw themselves at me 24/7 it doesn't mean I want all of them." The arrogance in his tone send shivers down my spine.
I want to say something to puncher his ego but I know what he's says is true.
Hes slept with half of the women working at the FBI, even the married ones. Yup, I've heard the rumors.
That's why I steer clear of him with the exception of tonight.
I needed a distraction.
I have to admit this was a good one.
"How about we ditch this place and go have some fun alone" He suddenly whispers in my ear seductively.
I wasn't the least bit surprised by this.
I slowly turn around looking him directly in to eyes. I smile slowly then tip up to ear.
"So you can sleep with me and brag about it tomorrow?" I pause and chuckle in his ear softly and I hear him suck in a sharp breath.
I run my hand over his hard chest and taunt abs then hook my finger in his pants then pull him up against my body.
He runs one hand down my back then pull my closer so I'm pressed up against him.
"You can brag too.' His deep seductive voice lit a small fire in my but I quickly squash it out.
"Never gonna happen." I whisper softly then walk away leaving him standing there looking confused.
I leave a couple hundreds in the booth then salute everyone before leaving. I give him one last look before leave and he still has the confused look on his face while watching me leave.
The distraction was fun while it lasted.
Happy 18th birthday to me.
- Writer
