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When I’m just ten paces away from her a man steps behind her and when I’m seven paces away, his hand slides around her waist and rests on her stomach. His fingers skim the skin left bare by the napkin she’s using as a shirt.
My eyes move from that trespassing touch to her face.
She’s watching me, her eyes are clear and sparkling. Her smile widens and she slides her arms up his chest, and over his shoulders until her hands meet around the back of his neck. He leans down to nuzzle her ear and her eyelids flutter. They sway to the music, and a taunting smile curves her lips before she turns around to face him. My hands curl into fists at my side but I force myself to stand still and watch him run his hands over her back.
After a minute or so, she turns her head. The expression on her face as she searches the crowd for me is… confused. When she finally spots me, it’s clear that whatever she expected me to be doing, lounging on the bar, watching, wasn’t it.
I chuckle. She thinks she’s in charge. I understand why she would. I’ve let her lead for the last month. But, she’s here tonight for me and that means I fucking won. And winners don’t take their cues from their vanquished opponent.
No. If this is going to happen, she’s going to have to come to me.
I crook my finger at her.
She shakes her head no.
So, I walk toward her, her eyes widen and a thrilled smile dances across her face, I wish I could see the look on her face when I walk right past her weaving a circuitous path across the packed dance floor. I don’t turn around as I step off and head the to the corridor leading to the bathrooms. I don’t need to. I know she’s behind me.
And as always, Beth Wolfe teaches me that I can’t predict anything when it comes to her.
She must have taken a shortcut, because she comes out of a door at the end ahead of me. I walk toward her and when I reach her, walk us back until her back hits the wall,
She looks up at me, her lips parted, her eyes wide and unblinking, her chest heaves like she’s run to get there.
She slides her hands up my arms, splays her fingers over my shoulders and spears them into my hair where she links them. Her heels allow her to reach my ear and she leans forward and presses her lips to it.
“Got you.” Her breath tickles my neck. I slip my arms around her waist; her back is completely bare. I pull her into me, and can’t bite back the soft groan when her soft body finally touches mine
.
“Yes Clover, you do. Now, what are you going to do with me?”
She laughs, a husky, happy, sexy sound that gets my dick hard right away. “What do you want me to do?”
I press into her so she can feel my erection. “Well, you can do something about that for starters.”
“I’ve missed that,” her hot breath tickles my ear. I pull her closer, cup her ass and grind into her. I press my nose into her neck and then kiss the soft column of her throat.
I want to eat her alive. But first things, first.
“You let that man touch you.” I kneed her ass.
“You are on a date.”
“So, you thought you were giving me a taste of my own medicine?”
“Are you mad?” There’s no contrition, or worry in her voice, she sounds excited by the prospect.
“Do you want me to be?” I smack her ass
“Yes,” she moans and drags her lips over my chest.
I slide my hand up the side of her blouse and cup her breast. Her giggle is cut off by a gasp.
“Did him touching you…did it make you feel good?”
“No.” The word comes out like a short breath and it goes straight to my dick.
“Is this for him?” I ask, and pinch the rigid peak of her already hard nipple. She arches into my touch, and her head falls back and hits the wall.
