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Lena grins at me from the other side of the room, and I smile back.
She’s having fun. Her new handsome friend is having fun. And I’m having fun.
Just one big fest o’ fun right here.
By the second song, I’ve officially committed myself to my dancing queen cause.
But by the third song, I’m no longer by myself. Strong hands gently grip my hips from behind and pull me back toward a firm chest. Warm breath brushes my neck as the words, “I thought I’d never find you” fill my ear.
I turn on my heels to find my favorite blue eyes gazing down at me.
Milo.
My heart kicks up in speed, and a smile kisses my lips. “I didn’t think you were going to come,” I say toward him, and immediately, he shakes his head.
“Of course, I was going to come.”
Like he’d never let me down.
Like he wants to be here. With me.
In that moment, with his ocean eyes gazing down at me and his hands pulling me closer, I know I’m in deep. This isn’t just a crush. And I’m not merely falling for this man.
Nope. I’ve already fallen.
Right past infatuation. Barreling away from like. And directly into love.
The realization makes my chest tighten, but Milo doesn’t give me any time to get lost in my thoughts. With a handsome little smirk on his lips, he takes me by the hand, twirls me away from his body, before bringing me right back into the strong embrace of his arms.
I giggle and he grins.
“Let’s dance, kid.”
So, we do.
For five full songs, we shake our asses and move our hips. We laugh and we smile and we dance. Together.
Through each pounding beat, we stay as close as two people can be while they are fully clothed and dancing in the middle of a crowded nightclub.
And God, it feels good.
Letting loose with him. Being with him. Touching him.
Which, I do. I never take my hands off of him.
His firm chest. His strong arms. His warm neck. There isn’t a second that goes by when my fingers aren’t playfully in contact with Milo.
And I’m not the only one.
Not once does he let me go. His hands are always guiding my hips or skimming the curve of my ass or gently running up and down the bare skin of my arms.
We can’t seem to keep our hands off each other. I fucking love it.
“I feel like a bastard for not telling you earlier,” he whispers into my ear. “But you look beautiful tonight.”
I look up at him and search his eyes. For what, I don’t know, but I can’t deny there is something resting behind those blue orbs. Something that makes my heart stutter and has my breath getting all tangled up inside my lungs.
God, this man. I’m so in love with him, it’s not even funny.
“Thank you for showing up tonight.” I stand on my tippy-toes to press a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m glad you came.”
“I didn’t want to be anywhere else.”
Me either.
A sexy, seductive beat starts to play from the speakers, and Milo reaches down to grip my hips and slowly guide my body to match his rhythm.
Rihanna. “Love on the Brain.”
The lyrics speak to me.
And the beat only further fuels my need for him, to deeper, more intense depths.
He slides his thigh between my legs, and I wrap my arms around his neck, sliding my fingers into his hair. Our faces are mere inches from each other. His warm breath brushes my skin, and his eyes stay locked with mine.
He glances down at my lips, and my nipples harden.
He slides his hands up my hips, up the sides of my abdomen, until his fingers brush just below my breasts.
Goose bumps erupt on my skin, and my breaths come out in soft pants.
He slips his fingers into my hair, and it takes two blinks for his lips to move to mine.
Soft and teasing at first, just tiny kisses and licks against my mouth.
Until the kiss intensifies, and our tongues mingle and dance.
A tiny moan escapes my throat, and he swallows it down, kissing me deeper, harder.
It drives me crazy.
I ache and throb between my thighs, and now, I understand why people want to have sex. Now, I understand why sex is something that, when it’s with the right person, you can’t resist. You want it. You need it. You crave it.
Fuck, I want to know what Milo feels like inside me.
I want him to feel me. All of me.
I want to feel his climax.
I want to hear his moans.
And I want to see what his blue eyes look like when he is sliding inside me.
I want it all. And I want it with him.
“Do you want to get out of here?” he whispers into my ear.
It’s like he’s reading my mind.
And it takes me exactly zero seconds to agree.
