Irresistible Excerpt
“So you are still attracted to me?” she whispers, looking around to see if anyone hears us.
I glance around too. It’s too loud for anyone to hear us, the music pulsing so hard I feel it in my gut, and our group has moved near the bar where the girls are getting their drinks. Scarlett and Jamison are already wrapped around each other, and I don’t even see Theo and Sofie.
“Oh, it’s way more than that,” I say over the music.
She stares up at me, her brow creased slightly in contemplation before it clears and she laughs. “But we haven’t even danced yet.” She lifts one shoulder up, her expression coy.
I set my drink down on the closest high-top and put my hands on her hips, tugging her toward me. Her hands land on my chest and she lets out a shaky laugh.
“I think we’ve been doing our own little dance with each other from the moment we met,” I whisper in her ear.
She shivers and I grin, pulling back to meet her eyes again.
“I just got out of—” She starts then shakes her head. “We should be careful, Wyatt. This…itch between us…if we…scratch it and it doesn’t work out—” She looks back toward our group.
“This is more than an itch and you know it.” My palms tighten around her waist and I pull her flush against me. Her eyes widen when she feels what I’m no longer trying to hide. “But we can call it whatever makes you happy.”
Her eyes flutter when I lift my hand and skate it up her neck until I’m cupping her jaw. I lean down until my lips almost touch hers but don’t go there, not yet.
“Dance with me.”
And then I don’t wait for her answer.
I take a step back and thread my hand with hers, and we walk through the crowd of people dancing to find a place in the middle of it all. She’s shy at first, her movements gradually getting looser as we begin to move together. At first we’re close but not touching, our eyes swallowing each other whole as we sway to the rhythm, but then I can’t take it anymore.
I have to touch her.
My hands go low on her waist, her arms wrapping around my neck, and I want to yell a fucking victory cry with how good she feels against me.
For the longest time, her eyes never leave mine as we dance from one song to the next, the desire so thick between us I can almost taste it. With my leg between hers, I feel her heat as she swivels those hips against me, driving me out of my mind. Her hair sticks to her neck and I hold it back, leaning closer to blow on her glistening skin.
“You’re so good at this,” she says, breathless.
Her eyes glaze over, and I’d love nothing more than to make her come right here grinding against my leg, but she takes a self-conscious step back.
“We’re good at this,” I say, twirling her around and around before pulling her back against my chest.
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I glance around too. It’s too loud for anyone to hear us, the music pulsing so hard I feel it in my gut, and our group has moved near the bar where the girls are getting their drinks. Scarlett and Jamison are already wrapped around each other, and I don’t even see Theo and Sofie.
“Oh, it’s way more than that,” I say over the music.
She stares up at me, her brow creased slightly in contemplation before it clears and she laughs. “But we haven’t even danced yet.” She lifts one shoulder up, her expression coy.
I set my drink down on the closest high-top and put my hands on her hips, tugging her toward me. Her hands land on my chest and she lets out a shaky laugh.
“I think we’ve been doing our own little dance with each other from the moment we met,” I whisper in her ear.
She shivers and I grin, pulling back to meet her eyes again.
“I just got out of—” She starts then shakes her head. “We should be careful, Wyatt. This…itch between us…if we…scratch it and it doesn’t work out—” She looks back toward our group.
“This is more than an itch and you know it.” My palms tighten around her waist and I pull her flush against me. Her eyes widen when she feels what I’m no longer trying to hide. “But we can call it whatever makes you happy.”
Her eyes flutter when I lift my hand and skate it up her neck until I’m cupping her jaw. I lean down until my lips almost touch hers but don’t go there, not yet.
“Dance with me.”
And then I don’t wait for her answer.
I take a step back and thread my hand with hers, and we walk through the crowd of people dancing to find a place in the middle of it all. She’s shy at first, her movements gradually getting looser as we begin to move together. At first we’re close but not touching, our eyes swallowing each other whole as we sway to the rhythm, but then I can’t take it anymore.
I have to touch her.
My hands go low on her waist, her arms wrapping around my neck, and I want to yell a fucking victory cry with how good she feels against me.
For the longest time, her eyes never leave mine as we dance from one song to the next, the desire so thick between us I can almost taste it. With my leg between hers, I feel her heat as she swivels those hips against me, driving me out of my mind. Her hair sticks to her neck and I hold it back, leaning closer to blow on her glistening skin.
“You’re so good at this,” she says, breathless.
Her eyes glaze over, and I’d love nothing more than to make her come right here grinding against my leg, but she takes a self-conscious step back.
“We’re good at this,” I say, twirling her around and around before pulling her back against my chest.
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