“As a newly single woman, you’ll find your former life shift and change around you,” I say, wondering why I felt the need to say it.There’s something almost vulnerable about Courtney that brings out a carnal need within me to protect her.
One I never knew I possessed.
“I never wanted to fit into this world, anyway.I’m only here because Kylie wanted to come.”
“Were you going to your table?”Kylie tucks her hair flirtatiously behind her ear.
“Suddenly I’m very happy standing,” Dereck says.“Would you like another drink?”
Courtney and I share a grin as our two friend’s flirt.Then an idea occurs to me.The two of them flirting has provided a layer of protection for me to be seen socially with Courtney.
For longer.
Because I don’t think I could sit in this room without taking my eyes off her now.
“Why don’t you both join us?”I wave a hand in the direction of our table.“I purchased five seats so there’s room.”
“Five?Why the hell did you do that?”Dereck chokes on his drink.
“It’s a fundraiser.And with extra seats, I can be assured I won’t have some boring, drunk senator chewing my ear off.”
The ladies giggle as we walk to the table.
My hand somehow finds its way to the red silk of the back of Courtney’s dress as I pull out her chair.
If I could, it would be between her legs.
That’s when I start wondering if she has panties on and decide I need to sit quickly and drop my napkin on my lap.
Jesus.
“Hello!”Emily waves across the table, obviously thrilled to have a babysitter tonight.
Dereck does the introductions, and Lexi ends up in a big conversation with Kylie, which frustrates him.
“Bloody cockblocker,” he mumbles.
“Chill out.You aren’t going to fuck her while we’re having dinner.”I chuckle.
“Says who?”He bites down on his salmon while shooting me a challenging grin.
A slice of envy fills me.
Glancing at Courtney, my eyes sink to her cleavage.It’s glistening in the candlelit room as if dusted with gold.Her dress is tightly fitted, squeezing those C-cups firmly together.A cock could slide happily between them and enjoy the friction.
My cock.
When my eyes lift, she’s using her teeth to tug a tomato off her fork, and my groin burns with lust.
Jesus Christ.
Then her tongue sweeps around as she begins to chew, and I have to take a sudden sip of my water.
When I glance across the table, Sebastian is watching us.
“Thank you for inviting us to join you,” Courtney says quietly.
“You’re welcome.”
