Still gripping that gorgeous ass, he pressed her closer, moving against her in time with the music. Her head tipped back, exposing her throat and making her hair fall back, giving him more to wrap in his fist.
Her body writhed with the music and with the pleasure he was giving her. Fuck, if he actually made her come, he could die right now without a single regret.
The bass pounded and the lights flashed, and she moved harder against his thigh. She was humping his leg now, grinding herself against the muscle of his thigh, and it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He was completely focused on her, and he didn’t know or care how much time passed. The rest of the world had ceased to exist.
Her hips worked faster as her body tensed, and he knew he was getting close to his goal. He hauled her even closer, not giving her a single inch of space. Her fingers tightened, nails digging into his skin through his clothes.
And then suddenly, her head snapped up, and she stared at him with wide eyes. The rest of her started to shake, and he knew her climax had hit.
She looked shocked, like she hadn’t expected it. He didn’t know what she’d thought would happen when she ground on him like that, but he wasn’t complaining. Watching her come apart was so hot, he nearly came himself.
Instead, he bent his head and ate at her mouth like he was trying to consume her. Kissing along her jaw, he spoke in her ear so she would hear him over the music.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come. I want more.”
He didn’t know how long they’d been on the dance floor like this, and he didn’t care. It could have been half an hour, it could have been five. Time had ceased to have meaning. All he knew was that if he didn’t have her soon, he was going to explode.
Her eyes were still wide when he pulled back to watch her reaction, her fingernails still digging into his shoulders, but she kept dancing against him like she couldn’t get enough. He waited, half expecting her to get that deer-in-headlights look again and run away. He didn’t know why she was so flighty, but the mystery of her only made him hungrier.
And then…she nodded.
One dip of her chin, and he knew she wanted what he did. Lust pounded through his blood. He bent and kissed her again, a promise of the pleasure he was going to reward her with as soon as they got out of here.
She stepped apart from him, and he swore she looked nervous or apprehensive. He wasn’t going to force her into anything, so he waited to see what she’d do.
She grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the dance floor.
Okay, so maybe she wasn’t apprehensive.
He looked back and caught Meph’s eye through the crowd. His brother grinned and saluted him, and he felt himself smile back. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about texting to tell him where he’d gone.
Then he faced forward and watched the spectacular ass of the woman pulling him toward the door. When they reached the exit, she kept going without stopping at the coat check. It wasn’t summer yet and she had to be cold in that tiny dress, but then, club girls were hardcore. He’d seen them lining up outside in heels and miniskirts in a blizzard in February.
She stopped on the street and turned around to face him. There was determination and something else burning in her eyes. Saturday-night chaos surrounded them from the line-up outside the club, people rolling by in fancy sports cars, climbing out of Ubers, and the raucous laughter coming from theterrasseof the next-door pub.
“I live close,” she said.
Her voice was soft yet clear, soothing even. She’d barely said two words to him, but he already knew he’d happily listen to her talk for hours. He’d let her read the King James Bible to him as a bedtime story.
He was going to make her use that voice to scream his name.
“Works for me.” He knew better than to invite humans to his apartment while Bel was raging out in the kitchen.
Their bodies gravitated toward each other like powerful magnets. She leaned into him while he ran his hands up and down her curves.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Sun— Sunny.”
Cute.“I’m Raum.”
“H-hi.” She sounded breathless. Fuck, he’d never met a sexier woman.
She wasn’t some ignorant damsel—she knew exactly how hot she was and what she was doing to him. But she’d looked surprised byherreaction to him, and that excited him the most. He couldn’t wait to blow her mind with all the shit he was going to do to her. He hadn’t looked forward to anything so much in years.
“You wanna go?”
She nodded.
