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LUCA
As Matteo and I headed through the back bar toward the VIP area, everyone took notice. We strode through the crowds with total command and authority. Those who knew who we were immediately stepped aside. Those who didn’t, only took a second to make the right decision to get the hell out of our way.
I followed on Matteo’s heels, already dreading the experience that laid ahead. Having to endure God knows how long of watching Becka shake that pert little ass in my face when I told myself she was off limits.
This is going to be Hell.
I never had to tell myself no about a woman and had a feeling a week around her was going to test my resolve.
Maybe she will be a shitty dancer?I could only hope. At least that would make things a bit easier.
Fuck me.
As we approached the girl’s booth, all the blood in my upper body rushed straight to my dick. Making my brain go haywire.
She was dancing to a seductive song that blared through the club. She looked sexy as hell, and effortlessly so.
I followed Matteo to the couch and planted my ass down before the temptation to just reach out and devour her was too strong to resist. I glanced at the table and noticed it was clustered with empty drink glasses.
When I lifted my eyes back to Becka the rest of the world disappeared. The woman could move. So seductive and mouthwatering, I found myself rubbing my tongue to the roof of my mouth, trying to work saliva back into it.
Her hands ran up and down her body, tangling in her hair. I got images of my hands fisted in it while I made her scream my name.
When she dipped low her leg muscles flexed and when she raised her arms over her head they became more defined. I had x-rated pictures flashing through my mind in rapid succession. Her legs wrapped around my waist, wrists pinned in my grip above her head, back arched beneath me.
Shit.It had only been minutes and wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I was rock hard in my pants and in desperate need to readjust myself, with no way of doing it without being obvious. All I could do was shift uncomfortably in my damn seat.
Then Arianna approached. She took Matteo’s hand, dragging him back over to where her and Becka were dancing and pulled him in behind her as Becka took her front. Arianna and Becka’s hands were on each other as Matteo ground into Arianna from the back.
For the first time in my life I was jealous of my best friend. He was so close to Becka and even though I knew Matteo would never touch her, it royally pissed me off. I threw my arm over the couch, feigning indifference and tried to will my blood to stop boiling.
Except, all I could think about was how turned on I was. Watching Becka and Arianna rub all over each other. Why? This was nothing compared to half the things I saw happen in the club every night.
It’s her.
What was it about this chick that got me so twisted up? I’d been with countless beautiful women but none of them ever rocked me to the core the way she did. It was frustrating as hell, but I couldn’t ignore… whatever the hell this was.
Over the last few years one-night stands had become even more empty and meaningless than before.
She would be different.I knew it down to my bones.
Out of nowhere Matteo grabbed Arianna’s chin roughly, tilted her head back and kissed her like a starving man. All while Becka’s hands ran down Arianna’s body.
Oh, fuck this.I was done subjecting myself to the torture any longer. I stood fast enough to give myself a head rush and made to leave with haste. A small hand reached out and grabbed mine.
I froze.
When I turned Becka was smiling up at me, and damn if the sight wasn’t gut wrenchingly beautiful. When I didn’t move she tugged on my hand slightly, begging me with those unreal eyes to dance with her.
I don’t dance.But I couldn’t say, no.
I let her pull me into the back of her. I wanted to be mad at myself—should have been mad at myself— for not walking away. But then she started grinding that perfect ass against me; I stifled a groan and pulled her into me harder. She fit so perfectly, I never imagined something could feel so… right.
It was more than just the remainder of my blood rushing to get me hard as steel behind my zipper, it was her. Her tan skin. Her hair. Her smell. She overwhelmed my senses until I felt light headed.
I dug my fingers into her hips, pulling her against me even harder. She gasped as my erection pressed into her backside. Then she placed her hands on the outside of my thighs, fingers flexing, grinding against me. She leaned her head back against my shoulder. If it wasn’t for the music being so loud I could have heard the moan that I knew was escaping her lips.
I nuzzled her neck, nipping at the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder. Her whole body quivered in response. She smelled and tasted so good.
