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His smirk is too sexy. “Oh yeah, and what are you remembering?” He sets his glass down, twirling the large ice cube.
I shrug, pretending to be cool about it, but the memory has me crossing my legs. “Just how I took a chance, and it paid off.”
His laugh is so damn sexy as he throws his head back. “You took a chance. Was I a conquest to you, naughty girl?”
At this point, there’s no reason to hide. “You were. I felt something for you and couldn’t make it go away. I told myself it was wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself. You were stuck in my head, and I couldn’t let go of whatever was growing inside me until I figured out if it was one-sided. Lucky for me, it wasn’t.” I take a sip of my Coke, watching his reaction. It may have sounded childish. Immature. He’s twice my age and has probably had a revolving door of gorgeous women at his feet.
Heath leans over, his words low and predatorial. “I would have claimed you even if you hadn’t offered yourself to me that night. It seems it was only a matter of time before we both got what we wanted.” My heart flutters and a smile breaks across my face. “Your happiness is going to get us in trouble, naughty girl. That smile is making me hard.”
I laugh into my drink as Hazel slides back into the booth, less peppy than when she left. “Everything okay, baby girl?” Heath asks, bringing his attention to his daughter.
“Yeah, it’s nothing,” she says, but her voice says otherwise. “Stupid guy problems.” She waves it off, stuffing her phone into her purse. “Anyway! You two finished? I say we take dear old dad to a college party!”
“Holy cow, this place is packed!” Hazel yells over the blaring house music. We’re back at the same party we came to a few weeks ago, and just like last time, it’s a shitshow. Loud music, drunk college kids everywhere.
“I’ll grab us some drinks. Stay put,” Hazel says as she walks off, leaving Heath and me in the center of the busy party. Ahead of us are a group of guys taking shots. Next to them, another group chugs beers and slams the cans to their foreheads. Surrounding them are scantily clad girls trying to get their attention. To the right, there’s a couple in a heated kiss, his hand fondling her ass.
“Is this what you enjoy, naughty girl? Frat parties with sloppy boys?” Heath purrs in my ear. The simple warmth of his breath has every nerve ending in my body electrified. “What are you thinking about, Violet?” His question is meant to provoke me, and it does its intended purpose. A wave of heat spreads between my thighs. My skin tingles and tiny little sparks of excitement ignite across my skin. I could lie and tell him I’m not affected. But at this point, we’re passed lies. The truth is the only option.
“I wish you were able to kiss me that way right now.”
Heath leans into me, his hand brushing against my outer thigh. To any onlookers, his touch appears innocent—two people forced to be so close due to the full house. But to us, it’s a sign of need, and to be honest, torture. The last place I want to be at is this party.
“Let’s dance.” Heath grabs my hand and pulls us onto the overcrowded dance floor. Bodies gyrate, grinding to the fast beat. We squeeze between two couples, and my cheeks flush as the girl next to us thrusts her pussy into a guy’s hand. Heath grips my chin, moving me to face him, and takes hold of my waist as he presses into me. I roll my hips against him, loving the way we mold together.
A cheeky smile creeps along my face at dancing provocatively with him so openly. Hazel will be back any minute with our drinks, and I should pull away. He should take his hands off my burning skin. Instead, I brush up against his thigh, my eyes feeling heavy, allowing the music to take control. He twists me, pulling me into him, and I bite my tongue at his cock grinding into my ass. My eyes wander back to the couple, the guy moving his hand inside her pants, rubbing, thrusting, his motions matching the rhythm of the song. Her face is flushed, her hips gyrating, her lips parted in an O.
“Is that turning you on, naughty girl? Do you wish my fingers were deep inside you?” His breath heats my already flushed cheek. I rest my head against his chest as I sway against him. I would love nothing more than to feel his fingers inside me, but it wouldn’t be enough for me. I would need his cock to stretch me wide. I cover his hands with mine, pressing my nails into his skin.
