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His hot breaths fall against my shoulder as his hands roam to my stomach.
Okay, I’ve had enough.
I push at his hands, frustration mounting when I’m yanked from his arms.
William pulls me behind him, but not before I see the cold fury flashing in his eyes like a bolt of lightning. His muscles are taut and strain against his tight t-shirt as he gets in the guy’s face. The guy makes a disparaging comment about me, and before I can blink, William’s fist connects with his jaw.
But the guy doesn’t shut up. Instead, he holds his jaw, leering at me. “If you want that slut—”
That’s all he gets out before William flies into a rage, knocking the guy flat on his back on the dance floor.
William turns to me, breathing heavily. “Are you okay, Irelynn?” His hands gently wrap around me, concern etched all over his face. I nod unconvincingly. As I shift my weight to my other foot, the room spins precariously. Gripping onto his arms tightly, I sway slightly. William puts his arm around me and escorts me from the dance floor.
Leading me to a chair, he tells someone to bring me a bottle of water, but I’m not paying attention to who. I wave my hand, buzzed and defiant.
“I think I need some more punch.” It takes all my focus to get to my feet, and when I do, I grab William’s arm and pull him with me, not trusting my balance.
He raises his brows, resisting me. “Irelynn, that stuff is pretty potent. Don’t you think you should slow down?”
Whipping around, I teeter on my heels, and William grabs me, holding me steady. My blood boils from him trying to tell me what to do. Gritting my teeth, my hands go to my hips. “I want another drink, Will.”
His eyes soften. “Will, huh?”
I teeter on my heels, leaning closer to his face. “Will fits you better. It’s… softer.” I pat his cheek. “That will be my nickname for you. Will.” My smile widens as his face glows. “Now can we please get more punch, Will?” My finger traces over his face as I look up at him from beneath lowered lashes.
He mutters a few curses, then shakes his head. “Whatever you want, baby girl.” His eyes are soft and hypnotic, and I find myself getting lost in them.
Leading me to the punch bowl, William pours me a cup. I lock eyes with the three bitches who were taunting me earlier. With a defiant smile, I hold my cup up, then gulp it down.
When the opening notes of the song, “Hot in Herre” blare through the speakers, I grab William’s hand. “Let’s dance.” Setting my cup down, I drag him to the dance floor, grinding all over his body, emboldened by the desire that blazes from his ice-blue eyes. His attention is focused solely on me, and I revel in it.
A desire to kiss William filters through my dulled senses. As if he senses it, William dips me, his lips covering mine.
Holy shit! I’ve been kissed a couple of times, but never like this!
William knows how to kiss. His soft lips seek out mine greedily, as though he’s desperate to taste every inch of my mouth. I cling to him, the dizzying aroma of spice and wood infusing my senses. He holds me tightly and possessively, as though he’s afraid I’m going to disappear. A torrid of emotions flood me, like a dam bursting, and all I can do is cling to him.
When I moan, he deepens the kiss as though he wants to devour me.
He slowly pulls me back up, his lips pulling away from mine. Breaths heave out of my lungs as he stares at me, his eyes searching mine.
Then he grabs my hand and leads me off the dance floor. I can’t help the gloating smile I toss at the nasty bitches, who stand against one wall, their arms crossed over their chests, glaring daggers at me.
William guides me up the stairs, his arm wrapped around me possessively, making me feel warm and safe. We head down the hallway and he opens the door, stepping inside, pulling me in behind him.
I don’t even bother checking out my surroundings. As soon as he closes the door, I press against him, my hands gripping his shirt tightly, holding him to me. His warm lips meet mine, his hand gripping my face, turning my head the way he wants it, changing the angle of the kiss. I groan into his mouth when he wraps his arms tightly around me, as though he’s never going to let me go. Desire incinerates my body, heat flowing between my legs, and I become so wet. I grind against him and he groans, his lips still devouring mine.
William’s arms move beneath my ass, lifting me, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist, feeling his hardness against me. I grind harder against him as he carries me to his bed.
He chuckles against my mouth. “Slow down, baby girl. We have all night.”
I shake my head, fire flowing through my veins from his low, flirtatious voice. Licking the seam of my lips, I part for him, and he gently sweeps his tongue inside my mouth.
William pulls his mouth from mine, using his fingers to turn my head, his lips going to my neck. He nibbles, kisses, and bites, marking my skin, but I don’t care. “Jesus. This feels amazing.” I don’t even realize I’ve said the words out loud until I feel his smile against my neck.
As he pulls away from my neck, his eyes lock on mine. “You’ve been mine since the first day I laid eyes on you.” My breath hitches, coming out faster. “Say it. Tell me you’re mine.”
I swallow hard, my mouth dry from the excited breaths that have been flowing from my lungs. “I’m yours.”
