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The look in his eyes was enough to convince me he was right. As long as Zane was around, I knew I would be okay. He had stuck up for me against Seth already, and I had no doubt he would do it again if necessary. Smiling, I reached across and took his hand in mine. I may not have been sure what our relationship state was at this point, but I was sure he would remain in my life forever, and that was enough for me. Holding his hand, we walked out of the house. I was careful to lock the door behind me before getting into the Uber. The whole journey there, our hands remained together as we chatted idly. When we pulled up to the curb, I could admire the club up close for the first time. I felt a rush of excitement once more.
“You ready?” he asked.
I nodded, “More than ever.”
After holding the door open for me, he helped me out of the car, and we made our way to the entrance. Zane handed over the tickets, and we were led through the corridor to the darkly-lit main room below. The tables were dotted about the open space, each with a single candle to issue light over the crisp white linens. On the stage, a musician’s fingers elegantly flowed over the piano ivories, and a clarinet kept pace as their tunes weaved together and formed a cacophony of emotion. My ears felt like they were being caressed as we were led to our table, and Zane put in our orders. When the piece finally came to an end, I looked over to see Zane watching me, as though he were assessing my every move.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked.
He smiled warmly, “I’m thinking about how beautiful you look when you’re entranced with the music, lit by the soft glow of candles.”
I giggled, “So now you’re a poet too?”
“Only around you,” he grinned, “So, how are you finding the club so far?”
“It’s amazing. Better than I could have ever imagined.”
“And how are you finding us?”
The million-dollar question. I had been waiting for that question all week, and now it was finally upon us. I didn’t know what to say. I knew what my body wanted and my heart was telling me to go for it, but my mind was being wary as it should have been after so much pain caused by my last relationship.
“I’m not sure. I’m not sure what we are,” I admitted.
He reached across and placed a hand on mine, “I know. It’s different for me too. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it in the past, but I never thought it would come true. I’m happy it has, though. I, personally, would like to try and pursue a relationship with you. Or at the very least, discover the connection we have between us.”
I nodded, turning my hand over so I could run my thumb across the back of his, “I would like that. This feeling I have for you is undeniable, but at the same time, I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”
“Then let’s promise that no matter what, we’ll remain friends.”
“I promise.”
The oath seemed to make me feel better, and after a delicious meal, lots of drinks, and incredible music, I was buzzing with happiness by the time we got back to my house. It had been a wonderful evening, but I wasn’t willing to let go of him just yet.
“Do you want to come in for a drink?” I asked, “You can make me one of those delicious cocktails of yours.”
“It would be my pleasure.”
I led him into the house, and he proceeded to make us both drinks. I had only taken a few sips when I turned to look at him. Our eyes met, and I knew there was no point resisting any longer. I wanted to feel his lips against mine once more. Sensing my change in mood, he put his glass down before moving closer to me.
“I know that look from anywhere,” he murmured, his breath hot against my neck.
Tilting my head up, I gave him full access, and he ran his tongue along the sensitive flesh, trailing up to my jawline before nipping at my earlobe. My breath caught in my throat when he moved across and captured my lower lip in his teeth. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me in closer, his mouth devouring me as he deepened the kiss. It was just as magical as the first time, if not more so. As we continued, I felt his erection press into my stomach. His hand moved down my back, grabbing my ass tight in his hand as he grinded against me. I groaned as his other hand slid up my dress, groping the soft spots of my inner thigh. Growling, he spun me around, so my back was now pressed up against him, his erection pressing into the cleft of my ass. His hand traveled down my front, reaching up underneath the hem of my dress, this time not stopping at the thigh. He began to rub me over the material of my panties. I bit down on my lower lip and grinded against his fingers, demanding more. I could feel myself soaking through, every movement of his hands sending sparks running through my core.
“Do you want more?” he asked breathily in my ear.
Just the proximity of his voice sent pleasurable shivers running up the length of my spine. All I could do was nod as he moved my panties to the side, giving him direct access to my entrance below. His fingers expertly toyed with my clit, rubbing it between his forefinger and thumb until it was heavy and swollen. I threw my head back as he entered me with two fingers, his hand slick with my juices. He started to build up the tempo, and the weight of my body was only propped up by his arms, completely giving in to the pleasure. As his hand continued to slam into me, I felt myself pushed closer to the edge, knowing that I would be toppling over at any moment. His erection was now moving in time, grinding against my ass, his breathing deepening. Then, with one final thrust, I went hurtling over at breakneck speed. I couldn’t contain my scream as I bent forward, my legs turning to jelly as the orgasm ripped through me. It was by sheer luck he caught me around the waist and held me in place as my nails dug deep into his forearm. By the time I managed to reopen my eyes, I could feel my excitement running down my leg.
“That was amazing,” I breathed.
Turning me around, he grinned, “And that’s only a taste of what’s to come.”
