I had to admit, the sight of his long pink tongue moving sensually across his mouth did turn me on. A lot. I could feel it in my panties and in the heaviness in my breasts.
“Xander”—I shook my head—“have you no shame?”
“No.” He leaned forward, and I felt his tongue in my ear. “I have no shame at all,” he whispered and then sucked on my earlobe. “Let me make you come, Liv. Let me take your panties off with my teeth and let me take you to the top of the cliff and back down with my tongue. It wants to be inside of you as much as you want it inside of you.”
“Actually”—I jumped up off of the couch and dropped the book into his lap—“I don’t care about your tongue at all. I don’t need your tongue inside of me. And I certainly don’t need to be taken up and down a cliff, thank you very much.”
“Are you sure about that?” His fingers ran across my trembling lips. “Climbing cliffs is very enjoyable.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve been down that road, and I have no need to go back.” I pushed his hand away and quickly walked out of the study, my heart racing at his touch.
Why, oh why, did Xander affect me so badly? He was like a drug my body desperately craved that I knew was very bad for me. He was slowly but surely making me an addict, and I knew that my addiction was leading me nowhere good. I knew I had to wean myself off of him before it was too late. I was not going to let Xander and his miracle tongue bring me down any further than I already was.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Hold still, Liv.” Alice stood in front of me and styled my hair with her curling iron. “If you keep moving, I’m going to burn you.”
“Don’t you dare burn me,” I warned. “This is boring.”
“I’m nearly done.” She sighed. “Just be patient.”
“I’ve been sitting here for twenty minutes.” I sighed. “What sort of hairstyle are you creating?”
“A seductive, sensual one.” She grinned. “All the men in the club will be all over you.”
“All but one, you hope.” I laughed. “If I get them all, who are you going to have?”
“I’ll find someone.” She giggled and flicked back her long brown hair with blonde streaks.
“Oh boy.” I laughed. “And you’re sure my makeup doesn’t look too slutty?”
“Is there such a thing as too slutty?” she asked as she stared at my face.
“Yes.” I nodded. “I don’t want anyone to think they can offer me twenty dollars and take me behind the trash can for a blow job.”
“What about for a hundred?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me, and we both laughed.
“Tonight’s going to be fun.”
“We deserve some fun.” She stepped back and looked at me for a few seconds before grinning. “You look beautiful.”
“You think?” I jumped up and ran over to the mirror and stared at my reflection.
My long brown hair hung in loose waves, surrounding my face and down my back. My brown eyes sparkled with excitement, and my smoky eye makeup made me look like a sexy vixen.
“Do you think this lipstick is too red?” I asked as I pouted into the mirror.
“No way. Red is hot.”
“I suppose so.”
“And it matches your red dress perfectly. Slip it on now.”
“Okay.”
I hurried to the bed and picked up my newly ironed dress and quickly took my clothes off and pulled it on. I had to suck in my breath to get it past my waist and down my hips.
“This dress is a lot shorter than I remember it being.” I looked down at my exposed thighs and gulped. “I’m not sure about this, Alice. I’m not a stick, you know. Girls like me, with curves, shouldn’t wear skintight clothing.”
