Page 119 of Queen Of Clubs
This song was about the older days. When Karen and Charles weren’t being controlling pricks, when we would take off on those hot summer nights to be wild and free. We would go to this one waterfall where we would spend hours swimming in the warm sun.
Closing my eyes, I sing my heart out. When I open them again, I find her standing there, watching us with this intensity in her eyes that makes my heart clench and my cock twitch.
She grins as she steps into the room and starts to sing along. I can’t help the smile that takes over my face as I continue to sing.
This, this is what I fucking missed. I’d give anything to go back for just one day to have that again. When life wasn’t so shitty.
No, I take that back. Not anything. I’d never risk losing Jade again.
When the song ends, Jade claps her hands. “Man, I forgot about that one,” she laughs. “I loved it.”
“We’re a little rusty on it,” Everett chuckles. “But I’ve always loved that one.”
“Me too.” Jade smiles.
Her long red locks look to be a little damp, like she just took a shower. Her lips are a little pink, as are her cheeks. I have a feeling big brother wasn’t such a gentleman while we’ve been busy.
Jealousy spikes through me. Even if we’ve come to an agreement, it doesn’t change that a part of me is still pissed at him. He fucked my girl, took her virginity, and knew about her for months but never even told us. That one stings, but I’ll be honest, if it was the other way around, I’d do the same thing. Hell, I’d be down right selfish and probably keep her locked up for myself.
“Sing for us,” Griffin asks. “We’ve missed that killer voice and not gonna lie, when you sang on stage the other week, my cock was so damn hard.”
Jade let’s out this light, airy laugh that has my cock aching. “I don’t know,” she responds shyly. “I don’t sing rock songs, remember.”
“Pick a song, I’m sure we can play it. Or at least play along to the track. Here.” Everett holds out his phone. “It’s hooked up to the speakers. Pick a song and we’ll make it work.”
She licks her lips before biting the lower one, eyes on the phone. “Okay.” She shrugs.
A minute later, a song starts to play. At first, I don’t recognize it, but as it gets a little bit further, I realize she’s singing Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor and John Legend.
It feels like a hand clamps down around my heart as she sings the lyrics about loving someone like they’re going to lose them. That they could be running out of time.
I know this song, it’s one that I’ve heard Jade playing in her room as she did school work back in high school.
It fucking kills me because the part where it says she woke up in tears, with the person by their side, reminds me of how Jade’s been. Not often, but there were a few times she’s woken up in a panic from a bad dream.
She wouldn’t tell me, but I heard her whispering to Everett that she dreamed that this was all a dream and she was back at the club, with us still missing from her life.
When it gets to the guys part, I slowly step toward her and sing.
She looks up at me with those big green eyes, emotion swimming in them. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her flush to my body as I sing the next line about kissing her long, any chance that I would get. That I fucking plan on making the most of it and love her without regrets.
I sing the last of the male solo before she joins in for the chorus. There’s this moment between us where everything around us disappears, and it’s only her and me. Our eyes locked, the air around us, a sensual sizzle.
Cupping her face, I brush my thumb along her cheekbone. The lyrics stop but the music keeps going as the bridge plays. Then we start up again to finish the last bit of the song. The way that Jade sings with her soul, it fucking does shit to me, man. Something about this woman makes everything inside me want to bow down to her, to kiss the ground she walks on.
When the song ends, she doesn’t have a chance to say a word before my lips are crashing into hers. She moans into my mouth, letting my tongue have the opportunity to slip in and over hers.
My cock strains against my jeans, demanding to get inside my Trouble girl. My sweet tempting omega.
When we pull back from the kiss, the two of us are panting heavily. Her sweet peaches and cream scent fills the air, and it takes everything in me not to fucking go feral on her right now.
But there’s also a hint of something else. “Trouble,” I murmur, reaching up to brush my thumb along her shiny lip. “Were you being a naughty little omega on the bus with Calvin?”
Jade’s cheeks pinken as she slowly nods.
Griffin chuckles as he appears at her side. “Did you let him do dirty things to you, Jelly Bean?” Her eyes flick over to him, and she nods again.
Everett steps up behind her and she gasps as he brings his lips to her ear, brushing against the side of it, making her shiver and whimper. “Did he stuff you full of his fat alpha cock and fill you with his cum.”