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“Hey.” I don’t bother turning to look at him. I can’t without him seeing it all over my face that I want him.
“You all right?”
“Yeah. Just waiting on a drink.”
“Palmer, you’ve been standing here for way too long to just be waiting on a drink.”
Busted. “I’m good. Promise.” This time I take a quick glance over my shoulder, and he’s standing close. So damn close. Breath rushes from my lungs at my body’s reaction to him. The goose bumps that break out across my skin and the way heat pools between my thighs.
“Let’s dance.” It’s not a request. It’s a demand.
“No one else is dancing.”
“Yes, they are.”
This time I have to turn to look to see if he’s telling me the truth. Sure enough, the girls are all on the floor with their men. Heath is here, which I didn’t notice when I sprinted off toward the bar.
“Dance with me, beautiful.”
“Brooks, I…” I don’t even know what to say. I’m humiliated. That’s not me. I am a go-with-the-flow kind of girl. However, I’ve never spilled intimate details about my sex life to my brother and his friends either.
“Palmer, dance with me.” He laces his fingers through mine, and the warmth of his touch has me dropping my defenses and letting him lead me to a dark corner of the dance floor.
He pulls me into his arms without a care in the world who is watching. I rest my hands on his chest, but he’s not having that. With a gentle touch, he lifts my hands and places them around his neck before he wraps his arms back around my waist. We’re close, so close I can feel his hard length pressing against me. My eyes widen, and I seek him out.
He nods. “That’s all for you, Palmer.”
“For me?” I croak.
“Yes. It’s all for you. Do you really think I can hear you talking about oral sex and orgasms and not get hard?”
“Ummm, yes?”
“No.” He mutters something under his breath that sounds a lot like “Not with you.” But I don’t question him about it. I’m too speechless to ask even if I wanted to.
“I’m sorry?”
He leans forward, resting his forehead against mine while his body shakes with silent laughter. I close my eyes and relish the feel of being this close to him. When he finally lifts his head, he’s regained his composure, but his eyes, his dark blue eyes, are full of heat, and need, and desire.
For me.
Seeing that, I can’t resist running my fingers up the back of his neck and burying them into his hair. He groans, but it’s a good groan, a needy groan, so I don’t stop, and he doesn’t ask me to.
“Let me show you.” His voice is gravelly.
“Show me what?” I ask, tilting my head to the side to study him. His eyes are intense as he pins me with his steady gaze.
“Let me show you how it feels.”
“How what feels?”
This time he leans in, so his lips hover next to my ear. “Let me show you what it feels like when a man eats your pussy. Let me show you what that kind of orgasm feels like.” He nips at my ear and a shiver of desire races down my spine.
“You want to? You want to do that?”
“More than anything.”
“How would that work?”
