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My lungs started burning, and I figured his were, too, so as much as I wished I could shove a hand down his trunks and grab his dick, I pushed off the ground so we broke the surface.
“Jesus Christ. Get off me,” he said, but his pupils were so big I could hardly see the blue of his eyes.
I cocked a brow, silently asking, “Are you sure?” while Whitt’s gaze mapped out the landscape of my chest.
Fuck yeah, he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. What in the hell was it about this man?
“You guys are so silly.” Serenity wrapped her arms around me, reminding me she was there. Shit. I felt like an asshole. My intention wasn’t ever to lead anyone on, but I was pretty sure that regardless of what did or didn’t go down with me and Whitt tonight, I wouldn’t want anyone except him.
“I’m going to go dry off for a minute,” I said, nodding toward the stairs. Serenity went with me.
“For some reason, I don’t feel like I’m holding your attention tonight. If that’s the case, tell me now because I don’t want to waste my time.”
I barked out a laugh. Fuck, a confident woman was sexy, and if it wasn’t for Whitt, nothing would have taken me away from her tonight, but I couldn’t get that asshole out of my head. “I like a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid of saying it.”
“You’re still not interested in hooking up tonight, though, are you?” She crossed her arms, giving me a knowing smile.
“It’s not you,” I told her.
“Of course not. I never would have thought it is.” She winked. “Have fun, sugar,” Serenity said before taking off to find her trick for the night. More power to her.
I grabbed a towel, dried off, found my bag, and went into the house in search of an empty bedroom. A lot of them were occupied, but there were also people kissing, touching, and fucking out in the open.
The first two rooms I found had locked doors. The next one was unlocked, but there were three people going at it inside.
“Wanna play?” the guy asked, but I shook my head and snuck out.
I took the stairs leading to the ground floor and followed another hallway until I finally found a room that was empty.
My phone was in my bag. I scrolled down to where it saidBougie.
Me:Downstairs—bottom floor, second door on the right.
I plopped down on the bed, silently berating myself for sitting around at a party like this and waiting for Patrick fucking Whitt to find me.
Six minutes later, the door opened. He came inside, closing it and locking it behind him.
“That was fast.”
“What can I say? The prospect of getting my dick sucked was motivating.”
I shook my head. “What if I want my dick sucked?”
Whitt didn’t reply for a moment. He just walked over, not stopping until he was standing right in front of me. “I dare you to get on your knees and suck my cock.”
Goddamn it. He knew I couldn’t pass up a bet. “Motherfucker.” I pushed him out of the way and slid to the floor.
9
WHITT
Iknew what I was doing this time. Couldn’t blame it on booze because I’d had one beer since arriving. Couldn’t blame it on loneliness because I’d been a lone wolf long before Tucker, and I’d managed fine. Couldn’t blame it on being pent up because I’d jacked off this morning and could’ve had someone in my bed in seconds, man or woman—or both, judging by everything I’d seen since walking through the door of this party—and I’d wanted none of it the way I wanted Malik Tucker’s hands on me again.
After months of only seeing him on a screen, his presence at the edge of the bed before me was too real, too magnified. I noticed things I didn’t want to, like a tiny scythe-shaped scar at his temple, the natural upturn at the corners of his mouth, how fucking calm he seemed. And how something inside me had felt settled as I’d closed the door behind me.
I’d had time to sort through this shit in my head. I got off with Tucker harder than I did anyone else, that was a fact. Also a fact: his mere existence pissed me off at least ninety percent of the time I thought about him. But these two things somehow coexisted. And if I was able to stay on the level about it all, why the fuck shouldn’t I indulge myself every now and again?
My gaze locked onto the depths of Tucker’s as I approached, and my thoughts distilled into a single one. I knew why I was here, and Tucker did, too. In his dark eyes, the same sentiment was reflected back at me.
