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Hearing those words leave those lips has my body on fire. Did this sweet, innocent looking woman just say ‘fuck’? It’s getting harder and harder not to bend her right over this table.
She steps back with a know it all grin and extends her hand once again.
“Like you’ve never had before.”
Her eyes twinkle. “Then you can dance. Let’s go.” She drops her hand, turns her back on me, and heads for the dance floor. I have no choice but to follow because, fuck me, I don’t want any other man near this woman. Not now.
Not ever.
What the fuck? Shaking my head and brushing that thought away, I follow her right to the middle of the floor.
CHAPTER2
HONEY
There’ssomething about Eli I like. He’s a mystery. He hides behind his sex appeal, but I can tell he’s so much more than that. My parents taught me to be intuitive at a young age. Just sit back, watch and listen. Take in everything around you, but never assume what you see is real. People will put forth what they want you to see, but if you listen carefully, you’ll find bits and pieces of the truth. Then it’s up to you to decide if you want more of that, or if it’s time to turn tail and run.
I should have run on multiple occasions.
But tonight I’m not running. I’m drawn to Eli. Physically, he’s perfect. He’s everything I look for. Tall, strong, handsome. And the tattoos? I’m a sucker for a man with tats. And Eli has the best fucking tattoos I’ve ever seen. I’d love to trace each one.
With my tongue.
Free love and all that.
I walk with an extra sway in my hips to the dance floor, knowing Eli will follow. And when I feel his hands on my hips, I smile. Turning to face him, I drape my arms over his shoulders. He’s tall and I need to crane my neck to look at him when I stand. Teasing the back of his neck with my fingertips, I press myself against him.
There are people surrounding us, dancing, yet here we are in our own world, a slow grind of getting to know each other.
“See? I knew you could dance.”
“There was never a doubt I can move well, Honey.”
That’s for sure.
“So what’s a good-looking guy like you doing here alone?”
“I’m not alone now.”
Smiling, I continue letting my fingertips tickle his neck as his fingers dip just inside the hem of my jeans at the small of my back. “No, you’re not.” The touch is shocking and I moan out loud. I can literally feel myself dripping for this man. I’ve never had this happen before and it makes me want to push for more. To see what this connection is.
“Honey.” He whispers in my ear and pulls me against him. I can feel how hard he is. “Moan like that again and we’re not going to make it out of this bar before I’m tasting you.”
My lips part and my eyes focus on his mouth. The sexual chemistry between the two of us is insane right now. But this feeling? It’s something I’ve wished for my entire life. I want to be so hot for someone I’m almost exploding. And Eli is getting me there quickly.
He trails a finger along my back, just above my jeans this time but still under my tank. He slowly runs it along my side and to my belly. It tickles and I squirm, pulling back a fraction of an inch. He takes the opportunity to run that finger straight up, over my belly button, pulling my tank with it, ever so slowly. His eyes never leave mine. It’s dark in here, and even with the strobe lights flashing on the dancefloor, no one is paying us any mind. The other dancers also lost in their own world of sin.
As if he realizes he’s giving someone else a show of my body, which is only meant for him, he flattens his palm against my skin, just under my breasts. I feel my nipples begging for his touch. I take a breath and swallow hard. He teases just under my breasts, rubbing my skin with a sly smirk, like he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
“I can’t wait to get your tits in my mouth. To tease and bite your nipples until you’re coming from that touch alone.” I stifle a whimper. “Do you think you can do it? Do you think I can get you there, where you’re coming just from nipple play alone?”
I tilt my head to the side slightly, closing my eyes, feeling his hands on me. Basking in his caress, I know with one hundred percent certainty he can make me come from touch alone.
“Slide your leg between mine. Keep petting me and let’s find out.”
His pupils dilate at my words. I’ve pushed back his dare with my own.
And we both fucking love it.
