Marlena was not in the mood for taking things slowly tonight, but these guys had other things in mind. Her head was already swimming with alcohol, she was a light drinker, and regretted the shot she did by herself.

“So, Mar-lena...are you from around?” Bruce spoke, breaking her name in the middle to stick his tongue when he did so, she turned her head back to him before he would put his fingers on her face as he did before.

“Actually no. I’m on vacation” she hissed seductively, not that this was such a seductive thing to say, but she knew what they were after, she knew the profile — a hot, single lady, without a male companion.

 

She knew she laid it out perfectly because she saw the grin that curved on Bruce's face.

“Did you hear that, buddy? She’s from outta town” Bruce placed his hand on her knee, it was hot and sweaty, and she hated that. He was so close to her that no one else could have seen it.

 

That scared her.

 

“We could show you around town. I gotta feelin’ that a caliente*(Hot)  thang like you, would just love Miami” Derek started, adding to their conversation, all the while his big hand was still trailing up and down her back.

Bruce's mouth got closer to her soft cheek; his eyes roamed her body like she was a piece of meat that he was going to devour. Marlena couldn’t believe that this kind of guys, really existed, but then again, after Kit, there was nothing much that could shake her.

 

“How ‘bout it, beautiful? Want us to show you ‘round town?” he whispered his hot breath into her ear

Her muscles underneath his hand tensed when he closed his fingers on her inner thigh, but she smiled and nodded, “sounds wonderful.”

They all laughed.

She wasn’t sure why, but it seemed to make them happy, so she just did.

 

Her smile was beaming, and the chuckle eliciting her lips was driving them wild. The men couldn’t take their eyes away from her, “you’re a sexy ‘lil thing, aren’t ya?”

Bruce’s fingers trailed under the hem of her dress, and it made her squirm at her seat. Marlena tried ever so casually to close her legs tightly together, but his hand was stronger, and he wouldn't let her, she gasped. It was a shallow exhale of air, but he was so close to her that he could hear it, “I think we have a moaner here, Derek.”

It made her skin crawl, and her body shifted, she was trying to get away, to make his fingers stop their trail on her thigh, and he noticed the change in her mood, “hey..where are you going baby, the fun just started”

 

"I want to dance," she said, preparing to move but Bruce was clutching her hip – molding the soft flesh. Derek caressed her arm with the back of his index finger, “Let her go, Bruce, the lady wants to dance,” his words were kind, but the way he said it made her shiver. He giggled and looked at his friend who was highly amused.

She needed to gain some control back, and what a better way to gain some control than dancing seductively in front of two horny guys. She hoped that after the dance, she'd be able to get them a little drunk so she could ask them some questions, something that would give them a new lead to the circumstances of Jade’s death.

 

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John looked at his beautiful lady taking a small sip and placing the drink back on the bar. The man pushed it toward her once again, she shook her head ‘no’ and rose from the stool as the music began to play, (‘Just a’ lil bit.’ By 50 cent )

She backed up a few feet to the dance floor. Turning her back to the bar, Marlena slowly brought her hands up her sides, pulling up the hem of her dress even further, then gradually moving her hands up behind her neck, raising her hair up, then letting it fall back down around her shoulders.

John shifted in his seat as his pants became tight in the crotch; this was making him crazy. Crazy and hot, and from the look of it, it had the same effect on every man at the bar.

She turned slightly, giving them a sultry look over her left shoulder, and motioned one of the guys at the bar to join her with a bent finger, biting her lower lip as she did.

Bruce stood and strolled to the dance floor, stepping behind Marlena, he placed a hand on each hip and began to sway with her, pulling her back against him. Her hand reached up and laced around his neck.

 

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As the man approached her, John became further agitated but remained in his seat. He didn’t want to endanger Marlena or the mission, looking around for Sawyer, he saw him at the other end on the bar, his eyes were glued on Marlena as well. Damn man, he thought, why are you not doing something here? Did you not see that jerk slip something into her drink?

John had no plans to let this go on for much longer if Sawyer wasn’t going to do something soon, he will.

 

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Bruce watched as Marlena bit her lip, lustfully or so he thought. Something flashed across her face – fear, though she quickly blinked it away, and willed her body to accommodate her task in hand when she finally smiled and reached for his hand as he got closer to her. Leading her further down the dance floor, through the crowd of dancing bodies, he found a spot off to the side.

“Come here” Grabbing her arm, he quickly twirled her, so her back was to his front – entwining his hands with one of hers, resting his arm across her waist, pushing her hips with his groin. She froze for a second, and he growled, sliding his other hand down her side he gripped her hip and started moving – setting a rhythm that forced her to grind against him.

“Oh, fuck baby..I could just bend you over..” he hissed into her ear.

Trying to ignore his dirty words, she let him move against her for a few moments, until his hand – wrapped around her front, drifted further up her dress until it rested below her chest – gently rubbing his thumb beneath her left breast, her mind was racing.

 

The strong bass of the music pulsed through her body like a heartbeat – forcing her hips to roll back and forth – to grind harder into the solid man behind her, his fingers digging into her flesh was the only thing binding her to reality. Her arm was flung back around him – fingers tugging on the surprisingly soft chestnut hair at the nape of his neck. Bruce's hand was still resting beneath the swell of her breast – as if he was about to cup her.

 

Marlena eased her body to Bruce's and began moving in time with the tall man. He used the motion as an excuse to put his hands all over her. She did nothing to discourage his advances, pushing herself closer and sighing seductively as Bruce ran his hands up and down her sides again. They moved as one, the man placed his hands on her hips and slid them forward to explore other regions. Bruce spun her in his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, cupping her perfect ass with his big hands, he was getting closer, trying to kiss her but was only managed to bit her lower lip with his teeth. "Come home with us," the guy murmured, Marlena froze, her eyes shut with fear.

 

Suddenly she felt another pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. One hand gripping her ass while the other took her free hand and threw it over his neck – startled, she snapped her eyes open; letting out a small gasp, when she looked into the dark amber eyes of Bruce, in front of her, she saw him looking at his friend behind her. She should stop – suddenly an overwhelming feeling ran through her body, but she wouldn't.  

 

She was on a mission; after all, this was just a game, was it?

 

Derek’s hot breath behind her tickled her neck as he nibbled on the lobe of her ear.

"You’re so fucking hot, Kitten,"

There it was again. That horrible name, a reminder of her past. His voice – gruff and demanding and she could hear only venom. She heard Kit.

 

Bruce's muscled thigh had found its way between her slightly parted legs – forcing her to grind back into Derek's groin and thrust forward up his leg – the rough denim against her silk skin was beyond all she could take.

 

Then, as if it wasn’t too much already, the man behind her latched onto the skin at the pulse point of her neck – nibbling with his teeth only to soothe the flesh as he suckled with his lips and tongue.

Her eyes drifted closed, head flinging back to rest in the crook of Derek's neck and shoulder – she wasn’t expecting it..not by a long shot. This wasn’t supposed to happen...his action had her skin crawling with disgust.

 

Not to be outdone, the blonde man in front of her leaned closer, his large hand forcing her face upwards as he melded his lips to hers again. Feeling him tug on her plump bottom lip with those pearly whites, nipping at it, only to pull away – giving her a lustful harsh kiss.

“Open your mouth” he demanded before pushing on her chin with his index finger, spearing his tongue into her open mouth. Bruce’s hand gripped below her jaw – forcing her head further back to Derek's shoulder, and her mouth to open wider. The intimate dance was making her body to tremble with fear.  Yes, she didn’t want to admit it, but Marlena Evans was scared, she thought she could handle that. She thought it was all behind her; only it wasn’t. Feeling heavy she wanted to bolt, to run – her core was quivering – begging to be left alone.

 

Where was Sawyer?

 

The moment Bruce's full lips suckled on her tongue, imitating what he could do between her legs with that mouth of his, she whimpered – throwing both her hands in front of him, pushing his body. She was light-headed – mind floating in space.

 

A hand – whose? She couldn't tell, cupped the front of her breast – thumb gliding back and forth over her nipple over the thin fabric. The minute her sensitive bud was rolled between his fingers she gasped, eyes open with shock – music flooding her ears, flashing lights blinding her vision – a harsh reminder of her nightmares.

 

“No” her lips moved when she spoke, but the sound coming out was whisper-like, and they didn’t hear her. But she froze, glancing around like a startled deer – panic dousing her overheated body with cold shameful remorse. It took her a good minute to gain the courage to resist them.

She could do this. She could. Could she?

 

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The two men had her between them; one guy was caressing her hips while grinding against her ass. The other stroked her arms while placing them around his neck. The three of them were moving together to the music.

As the guy in front of her reached up and pushed her hair to one side, his mouth descending on her lips, kissing her hungrily. They kept dancing; he was oblivious to the crowd that was around them and deepened the kiss as his arms snaked around her.

 

John jumped to his feet; enough was enough.

In just a few long strides John was on the dance floor in front of the threesome. He reached out and grabbed Marlena’s arm, pulling her away from the men and that kiss. “You’ve had your fun; let’s go now.” He said through gritted teeth.

“Whoa, buddy,” one of the men pushed John’s chest and reached for Marlena again, “what do you think you’re doing? Can’t you see the lady is with me?”

John shoved the guy hard, sending him back a few steps.

“Stay out of this man, this is my woman, and I’m taking her with me. Now back the fuck off before you get hurt.”

John could see Sawyer standing up out of the corner of his eye; he gave him a look warning him to stay back. Bruce took a swing at him who has shoved Marlena behind him. John dodged his strike and punched him hard across the jaw; he fell in a heap to the floor, Derek charged forward like a bull trying to tackle John.

John sidestepped him while pushing Marlena back further and brought his knee up into his gut as he brought both his hand down on the back of his neck. The guy fell to the floor out cold.

 

“John? what the hell do you think you’re doing?” She spat, fire in her eyes.

“I’m getting you out of here.”

“Oh no, you’re not.” She turned on her heels to get away from him. He reached out and grabbed her arm, then lifted her and swung her up over his shoulder, and headed out the door with Marlena kicking and beating his back.