“Oh, so you’re a virgin?”
The corner of my lips twitched in amusement. Man, would I like to get her into bed and show her a thing or two. Not that it was a possibility. She might be hot, but she would definitely come with baggage in the form of emotional, spiritual, and physical.
I wasn’t interested in any of the three.
“I never said anything about being a virgin, but I didn’t sleep with every woman I ever took out.”
“Yeah? And what did a date with you look like?”
I stuck a cherry with a stick and plopped it in her drink for flavor. How could anyone just drink club soda?
“The usual. Dinner. Drinks. Bed.”
“That’s it?” she grimaced.
“Sometimes. There wasn’t always dinner, though.” I leaned forward on the bar, my face just inches from hers.
“Why?” she whispered, completely fascinated.
“Have you ever had that connection with someone?” I whispered. “Completely heated to the point of combustion?”
A piece of her blonde hair fell forward as she sipped her drink. I wasn’t sure why I did it. It wasn’t at all like me. I had a strict rule about touching women in any way that could be perceived as sexual. The risk of crossing boundaries was too great and always led to confusion and uncomfortable conversations.
But I couldn’t resist pinching the twisted lock of hair between my fingers and tugging slightly. And it was a fucking terrible thing to do. Her pupils widened an infinitesimal amount, but I still caught the movement. Along with the way her breathing picked up slightly, pushing her breasts just a little higher.
Blue eyes—fuck, how had I not noticed her eyes before? Brilliant bright blue with a dark ring around the outside. It was hypnotizing. Gorgeous. Completely out of bounds.
Now that I was here, I was locked, unable to move if I wanted to. That heated, combustible look I was just describing? It was reaching a boiling point between the two of us this very moment, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.
I was trapped, unable to retreat even when I knew I should. But my fingers itched to wrap around her neck, to pull her closer until my lips crushed hers. What I wouldn’t give to throw her up against a wall right now and feel her leg wrap around my waist as my hand skimmed her thigh.
I could already feel the heat coming off her, and there was a bar separating us. But it was there.
I fucking knew it.
And if I pressed her against that wall, there would be no turning back. No retreating until I knew what it felt like to sink my cock deep inside her pussy and come hard, filling her until my cum was leaking down her legs.
“JR,” she whispered, her eyes flicking to my lips.
“Yeah?”
“We should…”
“We should what?”
Just say the words and I’ll have you pushed up against that wall and my cock thrusting inside you in seconds.
Her throat bobbed as she worked hard to swallow. Suddenly, she pulled back, clearing her throat as she looked anywhere but at me.
Her hair slipped from my fingers and the connection was broken, pulling me out of the trance I had been in.
“Well, I can see how you manipulate so many women into getting your way. You just stare at them until they pull down their panties and tell you to take them,” she teased.
“Something like that,” I laughed.
But that laughter died on my lips when she picked up the stick with the cherry and sucked it into her mouth, twisting the stick ever-so slightly.
Teasing me.
