stand there curious. Wondering what's about to happen next.
I watch as Mason stands and walks behind the counter in my direction, coming into my personal space.
“It's okay honey. It's tradition. We always let Mason welcome all the new beauties to the club. What do you have a taste for Mason.” Sierra asks beside me.
“Tequila.” He responds.
Mason pushes my hair to the side, exposing the left side of my neck.
“Relax Nyla.” He whispers in my ear.
Sierra places a bowl of limes, a salt shaker, and a bottle of tequila on the counter.
Mason takes a piece of lime and rubs it along my neck. “This might get a little messy.” He says with a laugh.
“You think?” I laugh nervously.
After rubbing the lime against my neck, he places it between my lips, then picks up the salt shaker and shakes a small amount of salt on my neck. Evan pours the tequila into a shot glass, and hands it to Mason.
“Ready?” He asks me.
I shake my head yes.
He tilts my head back, and lowers his head and slowly licks the salt off my neck. My eyes slowly close shut and a moan escapes my lips. He pulls away and grabs the shot glass off the counter and drinks the tequila in one gulp. He slams the glass down, and my eyes open.
Placing both of his hands to the sides of my face, he lowers his head again and sucks the lime from between my lips, and into his mouth. He removes the lime from his mouth and leans forward and places a kiss to the side of my neck. His lips brush against my neck, working their way up to my ear.
“Welcome to The Grind Nyla.” He whispers in my ear.
I grab a hold to his shirt, clutching to it tight.
“Fuck that was hot!” I hear a female customer say behind me.
Hell yeah it was.
“Nyla look at me.”
I look up and he gently brushes my cheeks with his calloused thumbs.
Looking down at me, he lowers his head and presses his lips against my ear.
“Do you want to get out of here?” He asks me.
I glance over his shoulder before answering.
“Do you think it would be right to leave your girlfriend here?”
He turns around and sees Cassie sitting on the stool he vacated, staring at the both of us, and she was pissed.
“Nyla...”
“Maybe next time Mason.”
I walk around him and make my way from behind the counter, past Cassie, totally ignoring her ass. I walk around the counter and I take a seat beside Caleb.
Caleb stops talking to the pretty brunette sitting on his lap.
“You alright? Want me to order you a drink?” He asks me.
“Sure.” I respond while watching Mason and Cassie in a heated discussion. I couldn't hear them, but looking at their actions I'm sure they were discussing what just happened behind the bar.
Mason leans in and whispers something in her ear. She smiles then slides her arm around his. They walk around the bar, stopping briefly to speak with Evan. Without a second glance from Mason in my direction, he leaves the club with Cassie by his side.
After an hour of sitting at the bar talking to Caleb and Jax, and watching both Jeremy and Evan throw back shots after shots of tequila, I decide to call it a night.
“Good night everyone.” I say standing from the bar stool.
“Doll Face you heading out?” Sierra asks.
“Yeah I'm out.” I respond. “Caleb are you riding with me?”
“Go ahead. I'm going to stick around a bit. The way Jeremy and Evan have been throwing them back. It’s safe to say that I'll be there DD tonight.”
“Okay. I'll see you later.”
“Later.” He responds back.
After I say my final goodbyes I walk out the club and hop into Caleb's Camaro. Cranking the car up, the sound of rock music comes through the speakers. I put on my seat belt, put the car in drive and pull out the parking lot, enjoying the sound of the V8