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I adjusted breathlessly, trying not to think about the fact that he knew the angle, knew just what to do, to the point it was clear this wasn’t his first rodeo. I felt his tongue, teasing my erotic flesh, bringing my body alive, and all rational thought ceased and I became the electricity that fired through my body as he made love to me with his mouth.
His tongue caressed every part of me, sliding inside my wetness—then he went to work. I was gripping his hair, trying to grip my sanity until I finally stopped trying to control this and let go. Let him possess my body, exploding in a sea of profanity and pleasure when I realized that when he said he wanted to kiss me at midnight, he didn’t mean the lips on my face.
He rose to his feet, my lust covering his mouth. Licking his lips, he braced himself, placing his palms on the wall behind me. He gazed at me like he was seeing me for the first time. Like he couldn’t take his eyes off me. I smiled and opened my mouth to say something that would make the moment last, but he whirled back to the control panel and disengaged the emergency brake.
“I hope you didn’t mind, I just couldn’t wait to have you.”
I was a mess, my skirt still up, my legs still quaking. “No...you...oh my-”
“You’re quite delicious,” he cut in demurely, his eyes flashing with the allure of a night filled with pleasures beyond my wildest dreams.
And then he leaned in and gave me the chastest kiss I’d ever had.
Right on my forehead.
“I’m going up for a bit,” he said abruptly, standing in front of me like we were complete strangers.
It took my mind a minute to catch up to his meaning.
I’m.
I am.
As in, not us.
As in, we’re done?!
I had too much pride to ask him to clarify, so I forced a smile onto my lips, like that was totally cool. Like he hadn’t just made me feel like the sexiest and most disposable woman he’d ever met, all in under thirty minutes.
“That’s cool,” I eked out, steeling my spine for the rest of the ride.
He was either oblivious or just cruel because he barely even waited for the doors to part before he bounded out of the elevator, tossing a ‘Happy New Year!’ over his shoulder.
Shell shocked, I blinked at the chrome doors as they slid closed, tears turning them into molten silver.
“Happy New Year,” I whispered to no one at all.
Sticky, rejected, used, and alone on New Year’s Eve.
By the time I stepped out of the elevator, I had a new resolution.
No more jerks.
*
CHAPER ONE: NATALEE
“I think I’m gonna jump the delivery guy’s bones.”
My eyes bulged from my skull. If I hadn’t been using my bluetooth earpiece, I would have dropped my phone altogether, cementing the general consensus of everyone who’d been gawking at me during the awkward introductions. They’d eyeballed me like I’d burped instead of saying ‘nice to meet you’. Like I was a disgrace by even existing.
But I had to pee.
That was my first priority, navigating over and around the designer studded guests that barred my way to the aisle. None of the women looked like they were above a size 5 and the men were all country club lean, but they sat there like boulders decked out in stilettos and Rolexes. I was tempted to tell them about my tiny bladder, which always became microscopic when I was stressed, but they’d already politely scowled when the mother of the bride introduced me earlier. They’d be truly appalled if I shared the details of my important mission.
Which brought me to my second priority, which was making sure my best friend, and usually competent assistant, would not go through with her threat.
“Natalee, you’ve gotta see this guy,” she continued, trying to sell me on her proclamation. “He’s just my type-”
