When I got to the North Points Supper Club this past Friday night at about 6:15, there were a couple of non-members eating in the restaurant so I had to wait awhile before heading to the back room. Marc was sitting at the bar again talking to Maya so I headed over to chat for a bit. I walked up behind him, slid my hands around his waist and rested them on his stomach. Leaning my chin on his shoulder I smiled at him.
“Hey Marc. Miss me?” He leaned to the side a little to look at me and I took advantage of the opening and leaned in. Pressing my lips against his and kissing him I let my left hand slide down to his groin. He groaned into my mouth as I firmly squeezed the bulge in his jeans. I broke the kiss and brought my hand back up to his stomach. I looked up at Maya and winked while she shook her head at me and laughed.
I disentangled myself and sat down on the bar stool next to him.
Marc cleared his throat. “You still owe me big time Trin.”
“I know. I promise I will make last weekend up to you. I swear. But you know tonight is Alan’s turn.”
“You want a drink?” Maya asked.
“No thanks. I’ll wait till I go back. Have you guys seen Alan?” I admit I was a little anxious. Alan had a reputation for being, shall we say, rather well endowed. All week long I had been hearing his voice in my head repeating over and over the promise he’d made the previous weekend. “I’ll have you tied and writhing under me while I take you deep and hard.” CC shivered in excitement.
Mark shook his head. “No, I don’t think he’s here yet.”
Just then one of the non-members came up to the bar to pay Maya for their meal and we stopped talking. They left, and as soon as the door closed behind them I got up to head for the door to the back rooms.
“You coming Marc?”
“Not right now. We’re editing. I’ll catch you later Trin.”
I waived at Maya, slid my access card into the reader and pushed through the door. The light was dimmer in the back rooms and I paused a moment to let my eyes adjust. Bypassing the board I headed straight for the bar. Sitting down on one of the stools I caught Harvey’s eye. He was at the other end and in the middle of a conversation with Lisa. He raised his thinly bearded chin at me in silent greeting while continuing to talk and I watched him reach for a martini shaker to start mixing my Cosmo. Lisa nodded at him, obviously finishing their conversation and walked away. Probably arranging a room for a scene, CC poked me in the ribs. I ignored her.
Harvey turned around and headed my direction in nothing but his chaps, as always. I’d have to ask him where he got those sometime. He winked at me and set my drink down on the bar. Taking a sip I kept my eyes on his over the rim of the glass. Crossing his arms over his chest, he returned the steady gaze and the events of the previous weekend came rushing back to me. Swallowing the tart sweetness I closed my eyes and groaned.
“Oh, Harvey. Thank you. This is just perfect.” Man did he get my drink right.
“Good to see you again, Trin.”
“It better be. I wasn’t able to sit without wincing for most of the week.”
“You loved it,” he grinned devilishly. I set my drink down and watched as he reached for a clean glass and poured a beer from the tap. I studied his bare chest and my fingers itched to slide over the beautiful muscles again. A memory of him groaning against my ear as I clung to him, his body thrusting over me, flashed through my mind and my heart seemed to stutter. I took another drink.
“Hey, you left your laptop here last weekend,” he said, setting the beer on the counter for another member. I cleared my throat.
“Yeah I know. I had to publish my last post from my desktop.”
“Give me just a minute and I’ll grab it for you. It’s right here behind the bar.”
“Actually, would you mind keeping it and I’ll come get it from you later?” He nodded just as Alan came up next to me and slid his arm around my shoulder.
“There you are. Are you ready?” My heart jumped suddenly and I was surprised to find myself a little nervous. Last weekend with Harvey had been so spontaneous that I’d hardly had a chance to think about it. Plus Marc had been there the whole time. Although we hadn’t known each other very long, our collaboration seemed to have built a certain level of trust on my part. Tonight would be just Alan and me.
Alan seemed to sense my uncertainty and paused. “Hey,” he soothed. “Easy now.” He reached for the beer on the bar and I realized that Harvey had poured it for him. “There’s no rush Trinity.” He took a sip and set the glass back down. “How about just a kiss hello for starters?”
Yes please, CC purred. I smiled, a little embarassed by her. Swiveling me on the bar stool he turned me to face him. He nudged my knees apart and stepped between my legs so that my thighs cradled his hips. His left hand moved to my waist while his right hand slipped around behind my neck and pulled me to him gently. His open mouth covered mine coaxing my lips apart. He started slowly, softly; sliding his tongue over my lips, breaking the kiss and then coming right back. He turned his head to the other side and let his tongue delve softly to meet mine. I inhaled deeply, sliding my left hand around to the small of his back, my right coming up to the back of his neck, pulling him down closer to me. As he felt me relax he deepened the kiss. Quickly he changed from gentle to urgent, filling my mouth with his tongue and pulling my body up against his. I felt the evidence of his arousal, the cause of his reputation, pressed against my belly. Returning his kiss I explored his mouth with my own tongue, my heart pounding in my chest.
Damn this guy can kiss.
“Hey you two,” Harvey’s voice admonished from somewhere to my right, “Get a room. That’s what they’re for.” Alan broke the kiss and I buried my face in his neck and laughed, my cheeks growing hot.
“I’ve already got one,” Alan said, helping me down from the bar stool. When I stood on the floor he raised an eyebrow at me.
“Let’s go,” I said breathlessly. He reached for his beer and I for my Cosmo.
“Have fun,” Harvey teased and I raised my glass to him. Alan took my hand and led me down the hall.
“I’ll be waiting for those points you owe me Trin,” Harvey called a reminder after me.
* * *
About an hour later Alan and I returned to the bar, his arm wrapped around my shoulders again. CC giggled as he whispered in my ear and then pressed a kiss to my temple. We sat down and he pulled his phone out, opening his Points Club App.
“Alright then. There you go Trinity,” he said keying in the transfer, “Your first points!” I pulled my own phone out and checked the App. Seven shiny new points were now in my account.
“Thanks Alan.” He had definitely lived up to the promise he’d made me.
“Thank you. Another time maybe?”
“Oh hell yes!” CC chimed in.
“Alright, I’m off to check the board to see if there are any scraps left to make some points on. I’ll catch you later.” He kissed me one last time, lingering, both of us feeling how much we had enjoyed ourselves. Then he walked away.
I breathed a contented sigh, put my elbow on the bar and rested my chin in my hand. Looking around I found Harvey staring at me from the other end of the bar. He was listening to someone that I didn’t recognize and turned back to him to nod in response to some comment. As he did, he reached for a martini shaker again and started mixing up another Cosmo. I shook my head at the deja-vu.
Deciding to retrieve my laptop, I got up and stepped around the end of the bar, crossing over to the other side. I stood there looking for a moment at the strangeness of seeing the bar from a different perspective. Cabinets and glasses lined the back side along with rows of liquor bottles. There was a small built in refrigerator and next to that was my laptop bag. I bent over and retrieved it, setting it up on counter. Picking up my phone I transferred my newly acquired points to Harvey’s account and then slid it into the bag too. As I zipped it closed Harvey came up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me back against him.
“Got my points transferred?” he asked, setting my newly mixed drink on the bar.
“Yes,” I feigned a scoff as he pressed his rigid length against my backside. “I now have zero points after two nights at Points Club.” He leaned down and kissed my neck and CC groaned.
“Don’t worry,” he said, nibbling along my shoulder, “You’ll have plenty of opportunities to earn points.”
I turned in his arms to face him. Draping my left arm around his neck I reached down and stroked his growing erection with my right hand. “What about right now?”
* * *
You know, I had a really good time with Alan that night, but I think I’m starting to develop a little crush on Harvey. I’m not sure how I feel about that.