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“Evie,” I lied.
“Evie,” he repeated.
His stare was still glued on me as my own trailed down the vein snaking from his tricep to his thick forearm. I imagined that vein twitching as he did everything from open jars to roll up sleeves to lift giant weights at the gym. I also might’ve pictured those forearms flexing as he lifted girls by the backs of their thighs and pinned them up against the wall, but that fantasy was fleeting.
And by fleeting, I mean I forced it out of my head because if my panties got any wetter, they might very well slide off my body.
“Hey.” There was a laugh in his voice. “Still with me?”
My eyes fluttered up at his question, and only then did I realize he’d been talking to me during the entirety of my ogling.
“Sorry – what?” I asked has
tily.
“Nothing, I was just asking what finally brought you to this club tonight,” he chuckled. “Nothing urgent – just your shitty, run-of-the-mill small talk to hide the fact that I can’t stop staring at you.”
Oh. I raked my little grin between my teeth as our eyes gleamed like fucking stars at each other. God, what was happening? I’d known this guy all of twelve seconds yet the sexual tension was through the roof. I could practically hear the spark of electricity between us. It was nothing I’d ever felt before.
Then again, he is shirtless and beautiful, I reasoned with myself. And his first glance at you did involve extreme boob grabbing, so of course you’re both thinking about sex. Dirty… sweaty… bite-his-shoulder, claw-his-back kind of sex. All things considered, totally expected – but for the love of God, change the topic already.
My mind raced as I rewound the conversation back to his mundane question about what had brought me to the club tonight.
“I have insomnia,” I blurted, watching Eight Pack lift an eyebrow. “And dancing is one of two things that gets me thoroughly tired.”
He tilted his head to the side.
“Come again?”
I blushed at myself.
“Sorry. Going back to your question about what brought me here tonight… I have insomnia and a fairly important thing at work tomorrow morning that involves getting my picture taken, so basically, I need sleep and I’m pretty much here tonight so I can tire myself out,” I explained, waiting for that sexy laugh – for him to tease or ridicule me.
But he gave no reaction.
Instead, he studied me, letting silence fill the room for several seconds before flashing a smirk.
“I could tire you out,” he said.
The huskiness of his voice went straight to my clit.
Easy, I pleaded with my imagination. I really didn’t need more mental pictures of what this guy looked like naked and pinning me down on his bed. Any more squirming or blushing and he’d know that he had me tempted, and I couldn’t have that. I couldn’t just hook up with some random guy at a club. Despite how unbelievably hot he was, and how unbelievably hot he’d gotten me in about three seconds, it just wasn’t a thing that I did.
“Sorry.” A wry smile twisted my lips. “But I think I have to decline.”
“Of course you have to,” he grinned. “Whether you want to is the question.”
“In that case, I plead the fifth.”
“Why not just take what you want?” he laughed. “I do it all the time, and let me tell you, it’s a great way to live.”
I snorted. “I just don’t go home with strangers.”
He glanced to the side. “Fine. Then I’ll tire you out over the sink.”
Fuck.
I couldn’t help glancing over at the sink as well. One tiny look and I was already imagining his hard chest pressed against my back and his big hands filling themselves with my tits, squeezing them relentlessly till I cried out. I could practically hear his gravelly voice growling dirty, sexy filth in my ear as he gripped my hips and pumped into me from behind. Yeah, he’s definitely huge, I decided, not even realizing that I’d closed my eyes till his voice made them flutter open again.
