30. Chapter 30

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Chapter 29 – Rated M

Erin and Jay stepped out of the elevator hand in hand and headed towards their booth in the members bar. Jay was wearing dark jeans and a black shirt. Erin was wearing a black leather skater skirt and an emerald green burn out t-shirt, with her black bra peeping through.

As they slipped into their booth, Jay could feel the eyes of the other men in the room focusing on Erin. He draped his arm around her waist, his fingers lingering on the waistband of her skirt. He pulled Erin into him.

Erin turned her face to look at him, her eyes questioning him. "I'm not sure leaving you alone is such a good plan anymore." Jay whispered in her ear.

Erin couldn't help but smile; she was very aware of his grip on her waist and now the feel of his breath in her ear was giving her goose pimples. "And why is that Mr Kingston?" She teased. She too had noticed the men looking at her as she walked in.

"Every guy in this room cannot take their eyes off you." Jay replied.

Erin smiled and placed her hand on Jay's thigh. She could feel his intake of breath. She looked him in the eyes as her fingers began tracing patterns up and down his thigh. "Well then I guess I better let them know that I'm taken then." She softly purred.

She resisted the urge to giggle as she watched Jay swallow hard and then relax. "I think you are doing that already Mrs Kingston." Jay replied, fighting the urge to smile.

Thirty minutes later, Erin and Jay were still in their booth; each nursing a glass of scotch. Erin hand had remained resting on Jay's thigh; her body snuggled into him as he still held her close; her head resting against the crook of his shoulder.

She could hear Jay's heart racing; she could tell that he was full of nervous energy; his eyes following everyone who entered the bar; waiting for Poppy to arrive, if she was even coming. She looked up at him. He could feel her eyes on him; he looked down at her.

"Have we a plan B if Poppy and Connor don't come tonight?" Erin asked.

"We give it another 30 minutes and then we'll explore the manor." Jay replied.

Erin nodded and returned to people watching. As if on cue, one of the many connecting doors to the bar swung open; in walked Poppy; dressed in a fitted red sleeveless pencil dress that fell just above her knees; her red hair was pinned up; her lips were as red as her dress; her red high heels were at least 7 inches tall.

Erin could feel Jay sit up to attention. She glanced over at Poppy; she was standing by the bar alone; Connor was nowhere in sight. She noticed Poppy looking over at Jay; Erin's blood began to boil as she noticed the look in her eyes; it was pure lust. "Could she be any more brazen?" Erin hissed. "So much for the girl code."

"Now now Erin..." Jay began, looking down at her; his fingers creating circles on her waist; his touch easing her anger. "...the Manor is about sharing...not the girl code."

She looked up at him; she knew he was teasing her but it didn't make her feel any better. She lifted her hand off his thigh and raised it towards his face; her index finger tracing his face before resting on his lips. To anyone looking; it was a tender, seductive moment between husband and wife; to Erin and Jay; they were maintaining their cover; or at least that's what they told themselves. "Just don't have too much fun." She simply said.

She felt Jay reach up and take her hand in his; he gently kissed her fingers and then placed her hand back on her lap. He looked her right in the eyes. "It's not fun...it's work." He simply replied, before draining the remaining scotch in his glass. He got up and walked towards the bar; towards Poppy.

Erin watched as Poppy slithered towards him; she watched as Jay fell into easy conversation with her. Her eyes followed Poppy as she threw her head back laughing as her hand gently stroked Jay's arm; Poppy was definitely carrying out flirting 101. After a few minutes, Erin noticed Poppy glancing back at Erin before whispering something in Jay's ear and then disappearing through one of the connecting doors. Jay looked back at Erin, his eyes locking with hers. He gave her a slight nod; downed his drink and then followed Poppy through the door.

Erin sighed and focused her eyes on the glass of scotch in front of her; her fingers reached out and slowly began to trace the rim of the glass. She didn't know how long she was lost in her own thoughts when she heard someone clear their throat. She looked up; Joel Dunn was standing in front of her.

"Now, a gorgeous girl like you should not be drinking alone." He stated, his eyes dancing through his smile. "Do you mind if I join you or will your husband be coming back?"

Erin glanced over at the door Jay had followed Poppy through before returning her gaze to Joel. She held up her glass. "I'll have a scotch." She stated with a smile. Joel nodded and smiled.

Jay stumbled into a room; Poppy's arms wrapped around his neck; her lips firmly pressed on his. He had no idea where she had guided him; he wasn't even sure if there were alone; the room was pitch black.

He pulled back from her, desperately trying to figure out where he was. "What's wrong baby?" Poppy purred as her lips began kissing his neck.

"I'm just wondering why we're in the dark." He replied. "I want to be able to see you."

He felt Poppy pull away from him; almost taken aback by his words. Within a few seconds a light came on in the room; it seems she had led him into a cleaning closet, which surprised Jay considering the amount of rooms the manor provided. Then again, he wasn't sure what rooms were completely private from preying eyes and maybe Poppy wanted their interaction to stay private.

He could see the questioning look in her eyes; as if no man had ever requested for the light to stay on before; or at least in recent years. He looked at her; her lipstick was smeared; more than likely covering his face; she was panting heavily; her chest rising and falling.

At that moment he almost felt sorry for her; she seemed so vulnerable; so unloved; so in need of attention. She was a very attractive woman but so different to the various promotional girls he had noticed were always circling Connor. Jay couldn't help but wonder how they ever got together. Had things been different before they started a family?

"That's better." Jay said as he stepped towards. He reached out and cupped her face in his hands. "God you're beautiful!" He meant it; she wasn't his type but she was definitely pretty and he thought she needed to hear that. He watched her expression change; the smile forming on her lips; the sparkle returning to her eyes.

"Really?" She asked.

"Really." He replied.

She stared at the ground; her cheeks forming a rosy glow. Her hands reached out and lightly gripped his shirt collar. She looked up at him. "I knew you were different Jay." She stated before pulling him into her. She looked up to him. "I wanted you the moment I saw you at that dinner...I knew I had to have you before Amy got her claws into you."

"What has Amy got to do with this?" Jay asked, confused. He removed his hands from her face and placed them around her waist.

"After we met you, she was hell bent on getting you into the manor." Poppy replied, her fingers slowly popping open Jay's shirt buttons. "I knew it was because she could have you without ruining the society wives' code but well, I wanted you too." She softly back to kiss his neck again as her hands slipped under his shirt gripping his pecs.

"Are you saying Amy is the reason we got invited to the manor?" Jay asked.

Poppy gently laughed; as if it was silly question. She looked up and Jay and saw the look in his eyes. She knew she said too much. She moved one hand up to curl around his neck. "Why are we even talking about Amy when you could be screwing my brains out?" She forcefully pressed her lips against his.

Jay pulled away. "What's the rush?" He asked as he gently stroked her cheek. "We'll have plenty of more nights here."

"But I want you." She sighed.

"And you'll have me." Jay replied, his thumb grazing her lips; causing them to part. "But there are plenty of other things we could be doing."

"Like what?" She asked; her breathing becoming heavy with anticipation.

"This." Jay replied; pushing her back towards a wall; his knee prizing her legs apart. His free arm pulled up her dress to her waist and then pushed her panties aside. He looked at her; he could see the desire in her eyes. He slowly slipped two of his fingers inside her while his other hand lightly gripped her neck. He pressed his lips against her; their lips quickly parting as her moans of pleasure escaped her lips.

Erin giggled as she continued to stroke the rim for her glass. She was nursing her third scotch. Jay had been gone for at least 45 minutes. She glanced over at Joel as he continued his story about the time the White Sox had invited him to throw the first pitch at a game. So far, he had been extremely charming and had avoided any inappropriate gestures.

"So...the moral of the story is never turn up to throw the first pitch at the White Sox wearing a Cubs shirt." Joel finished.

"No...the moral is you never should have accepted the invitation in the first place." Erin shot back. "You're a cubs fan."

"Yeah maybe." Joel agreed. "But daddy dearest wanted the PR."

"And I bet he got it when the angry mob made the news." Erin giggled.

"True...just not the way he expected." Joel replied, also laughing. There was silence. "Are you sure I can't get you anything? Another drink? A massage? An orgasm?"

She spluttered her drink. She could tell he was teasing but it still surprised her. "And I'm sure you know the right person to supply it?" She retorted.

"All I know is your husband has left you alone for almost an hour." Joel answered. "Not very smart in a place like this. If he's off having fun, you should have your fun too."

"Things with Jay are complicated." She stated; focusing back on her glass. "He went through a lot in Afghanistan. We're trying to find our way back to each other."

"Via Poppy Banks?" Joel asked.

Erin looked up at him. "We have rules...and Jay knows he comes home with me." Erin shot back.

"I just think you deserve better." Joel stated.

"And I'm gonna get that from a guy who I watched screw my engaged friend in a club bathroom?" Erin questioned.

"I just think you should even the playing field." Joel answered.

"Maybe the playing field is already even." Erin retorted. She didn't want to share too much with Joel but she didn't want to be a victim in his eyes either.

Joel nodded and then looked up to find Jay approaching. He cleared his throat. Erin looked back and saw Jay appear back in the bar; heading their way.

She could see the expression on his face change as he noticed Joel at their booth. Joel had already stood up, preparing to leave.

"Hey sweetie." Jay said as he slipped into the booth; his arm slipping possessively around Erin's waist as his eyes rested on Joel. He kissed her cheek; Erin flinched slightly; the scent of Poppy's perfume clearly evident on him. "Have you made a friend?"

"Jay this is Joel Dunn." Erin stated. "Joel, this is my husband I was telling you about. Joel was very kind to keep me company."

"Well I'm back now." Jay stated; his eyes still fixed on Joel.

Joel nodded. "Well it's nice to meet you Jay...your wife speaks very highly of you." He stated. He took Erin's hand and gently kissed it. "As always, it was a pleasure Mrs Kingston."

"Thank you for the company Joel." Erin simply stated, her eyes pleading with Joel to walk away; she could feel the anger building in Jay as his grip on her waist got tighter.

Joel took the hint and walked away. Erin and Jay watched him go.

"What the hell did he want?" Jay hissed; his eyes still fixed on Joel.

"Jealous much?" Erin shot back, looking at Jay. "I thought I was the jealous one?"

"There is something about him that I don't like Erin." Jay retorted, looking at her. "I don't trust him."

"And I do?" Erin quietly laughed. There was silence. "He was just keeping me company...talking about baseball."

"Baseball?" Jay questioned, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes." Erin replied. There was silence again. Erin felt him relax the hold on her waist. "How did things go with Poppy? Did she share anything?"

"We can discuss it at the apartment." Jay replied.

"I thought what happens in the manor stays in the manor." Erin stated.

"What we do here does...not the intel we gather." Jay replied.

"So did you sleep with her?" Erin asked, looking him in the eyes.

"No...I just fingered her." Jay replied, never breaking eye contact. He could see the relief in Erin's eyes as she nodded.

"I hope you washed those hands before you even put them near me." She teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Trust me they have been scrubbed and scrubbed." Jay replied, completely removing his hands from Erin. "I just want to get back to the apartment and take a shower."

Erin nodded, knowingly. She stood up. "So let's go." She said. Jay nodded and stood up. They left the bar and the manor together.

To be continued...