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“Yes,” is my simple answer.
He rocks into my ass, and I push back against him, feeling the wetness soaking my panties.
Starlit trails kisses across my collarbone, over my pounding heart, her silky hair tickling my skin. She sucks a nipple into her mouth through my dress and moans, nipping at the hard bud with her teeth.
About five feet behind her, a man adjusts himself, his hard-on bulging the front of his slacks. My head drops back against Roman’s chest as his fingers work my other nipple—grazing, tweaking, pinching—until I’m aching, needing relief.
I drop my hands on Starlit’s shoulders so I don’t collapse in a heap on the floor. Heat slams into me and pressure builds low in my belly as pleasure courses through my veins. I’m losing focus on why I’m here, and I need to stop this madness.
Starlit releases my nipple and works her way up my chest again, licking and kissing. “God, you turn me on,” she says. “What I wouldn’t give to slip my hand between your thighs and rub your clit.” Her lips are a breath away from mine. “Want to sit on the couch so I can watch your man touch what I can’t?”
I’m so turned on right now from the feel of Roman behind me, from everything happening, but I’m not ready for this, so I pant out, “I…think I need…to hit pause.”
In a flash, Roman angles himself between me and Starlit. “My girl has had enough. If we need anything, we’ll let you know.”
“Um, thank you,” I say to Starlit, smoothing my dress into place.
She winks. “My pleasure.”
And just like that, like it’s a blip in their world, the people watching disperse back into their groups as she saunters away from us to mingle with them.
I nudge Roman with my elbow. “I thought I could ask her for some info, befriend her, but things went haywire really fast.”
Roman smiles. “Patience, Greer.”
I slump. He’s right. I’m not cut out for this life. I’m usually one to jump and ask questions later. Which is usually Roman’s MO too.
He still hasn’t answered my question about how many times he’s partied here, and now I won’t ask again.
Even though I’m getting agitated and want to know more than ever.
He leads me over to a couch, and we take a seat.
“Come closer,” he whispers in a voice I’ve never heard from him before.
I’m in trouble here.
TWELVE
ROMAN
I don’t mean for my voice to come out in a husky growl, but I can’t help it. Since I picked Greer up tonight, I haven’t been able to think straight. She’s gorgeous. Hell, she’s always been gorgeous, but now that I’m pretending she’s mine…it’s so much more.
I’ve been staying with her for a bit for the rouse, but had to run home to grab a few things. Plus, I wanted the excitement of picking her up. Like a real date.
Greer scoots her sexy body closer to me, and I let another growl escape my lips. What is wrong with me?
I told her she could trust me. And here I am, acting like a pervert.
I need to school my expression and not let myself get too worked up like I’m some horny teenager.
It’s hard when they’re playing this sexy-as-fuck music, and others are already making out.
Greer asked me how many times I’ve partied here, and I don’t want to tell her the truth. Because yes, I’ve been to a few of these rooms. I’m not innocent.
I wish I was.
I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want Greer, but once I realized nothing between us could ever happen, well, there was a period in my life where I let myself get lost.
