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When we have her fully dressed and finish changing her into flats—Cinderella style—I pull her up to stand from the couch.
It’s like everything around us fades away as her body crashes into mine. Her form is soft against my own, and I get lost in the warm feeling that spreads through me, having her so close.
“Are you sober enough for me to kiss you?” I murmur.
“What?” Her eyes widen, clarity and alertness returning to her gaze.
“Can I kiss you, Naomi?”
Her breathing quickens and I lean in, barely a breath away from brushing her lips with my own. “Because I would very much like to kiss you right now.”
“You do?” she asks, surprise lighting up her face.
“Yes. I do.” I nod, lips brushing so close to her own.
“Well, when you ask so nicely.” She smiles.
“I need to hear you use your words, Naomi,” I purr. “Do you. Want me. To kiss you?”
“Yes. Please. Please kiss me, Bex,” she begs.
Hungrily, my lips collide with her own. I take her mouth eagerly, pouring every ounce of need into the connection between us.
She melts under my touch, and I wrap my arms around her waist to keep her from slumping into the floor. Her hands come up to my shoulders and she steadies on her feet, allowing me to caress the rises and dips of her body as my hands move up her soft form.
Reaching up, I cup her face between my hands and pull her into me farther. Our kiss turns hot and hungry for each other as my tongue pushes into her mouth. She opens wide for me, and her head slants back just enough for me to fully devour her.
She tastes of vodka and cranberry juice, but it tastes like heaven right now. I breathe her in as we kiss, clamoring for more of each other with each brush of our lips and gnashing of our teeth. My hands snake up to the base of her skull and into her hair, where I grip from the base of her locks and pull back, hard.
She lets out a groan that has me moaning in return.
“Alright, love birds. Save that passion for the playrooms,” a voice calls out.
I pull away from Naomi, a frown on my face, and spot Ivy smirking from the entryway to the party area.
“Us girls can’t leave until y’all are all gone, Bex. You know better.” She chuckles, turning on her heel.
I look back at Naomi, whose eyes are still glazed over with lust, before darting my gaze over to Alvie, who’s been waiting patiently for us.
His eyes are soft, a smile gracing his lips, bringing me a comfort I didn’t know I needed.
“Where’s your phone?” I ask Naomi as I lean down and grab her bag.
“Front pocket,” she says breathlessly.
My heart soars at the sound, at knowing that I made her this way. That her blissed out expression is my doing.
I use her Face ID to open up her phone and quickly add my contact as I sling her bag over my shoulder and take her by the hand. When I have everything saved into her phone, I call myself and then put her phone back in the pocket where I found it.
I give her hand a squeeze, and we follow Alvie out of the club and into the lobby.
“Do you know when you might come back for a visit?” I ask as we walk under the chandeliers.
“I’m not sure. I was just here for the party, but . . .” She chews on her lower lip, and I want nothing more than to kiss her again to make her stop. Alvie glances back at us just at that moment, and I keep moving forward and out the front doors of the club.
“But now you want to come again?” I ask with a wink as we head through the door Alvie holds open for us.
“I mean, yeah.” She shrugs, looking a little sheepish. “This has been a lot of fun.”
