I gulped down another drink of wine. “I don’t think she sees it that way.”
“She’s been wanting to fuck me since college. Still not interested.” He ran his tongue along the inside of my ear. The sensation made me light-headed. I shivered, pulling back. “You ready to prove me wrong.”
“Apart from the obvious that you’ve so emphatically announced, why do you want to fuck me?”
“Playing that game, are we?” He snickered. “Let’s see.” His hand resting on my thigh once more, he drew lazy zig-zags. “The fact that you look so fucking edible in this dress.” When I smiled at the compliment, his gaze locked on mine. I sensed a change before I saw it. In the way his touch turned sensual, in the way his breathing dipped to a low exhale, and finally the distinct depth of passion in his eyes. While I didn’t understand what it meant, I knew it was no longer lust. “Sianna.” My name was a breathless whisper on his lips. I had the feeling that whatever trick he’d began with was about to change.
“Aren’t we cozy?” Camilla’s sudden mocking broke the moment. He pulled away. She slid down and promptly laced her fingers with his free hand. Checking her phone, she failed to notice me pushing Rayden’s hand sitting on my thigh. “Ray?”
His eyes on me, he untangled himself from her grip. “Challenge accepted?” His lips slid into a lazy smirk.
“What challenge?” Camilla looked up from her phone, her expression curious before she tugged on his arm.
He swung his head to her. “Yeah?”
Her lips formed a perfect pout. “I’m sorry, but something’s come up, and I need to go.”
“Okay.” The disinterest in his voice seemed to fly over her head.
“Dinner, tomorrow?” She battered her eyelashes at him. I covered my grin with my glass.
He shrugged. “We’ll see.” He was already looking at me before she walked off. “Five minutes, Sianna.” Not waiting for me to respond, he stood as Ruvash returned and strolled away.
“Five minutes for what?” Ruvash asked.
My eyes on his retreating frame, I replied absentmindedly, “he challenged me to meet him in the bathroom and prove I’m not chicken to fuck him anywhere, anytime.”
Ruvash didn’t even flinch. “And you’re sitting here, why exactly? Go the fuck after him, girl, before I drag your sweet ass back there,” he hissed.
“Why do I need to fuck him in the bathroom,” I snapped.
“Where’s your sense of adventure?” I could hear the frustration in my cousin’s voice.
“Don’t have one.”
“For fucks sake, Sianna, would you just go live a little. The whole fucking world doesn’t need to know you’re an introvert. Even they fuck too.” We stared at each other for a moment, then broke into a fit of laughter at the stupidity of our argument. He glanced at his watch. “You’ve got three minutes, sweetie, and then that fine piece of meat disappears with your orgasm.”
“But—”
“We can talk butts later, Sia, now go.” Ruvash stood so that I could wiggle past him. Once I cleared the table, my feet froze. I glanced over my shoulder. “Go,” my cousin mouthed—his scowl threatening. I rolled my eyes at him.
When I walked past the bar, I realize the extent of what I was doing. I didn’t fuck men in public places. ‘You don’t fuck men, period.’ I could hear Ruvash’s voice in my head. I turned down the passage leading to the bathroom and was still contemplating my decision when strong arms pulled me from behind, slamming my back tight to a hard chest.
“Still think I’m cocky?” Rayden nibbled my ear before pulling me through a door into a dimly lit room. He turned me around to face him, nudging me up against a wall. His hands on my thighs, he inched my dress up. “You asked why.” His lips brushed over mine. “Since that morning, I woke to find you next to me, smelling like the ripest damn strawberries I’ve tasted, kissing you, running my hands over this beautiful body and fucking you hard, is all I’ve thought about. All I’ve wanted to do.” His hand slid under my bunched dress to cup my pussy. My breath caught in my throat as his fingers danced circles over my lace panties, making me dizzy with want. “Do you want this, Sianna?”
“Oh, God,” I panted out instead of an answer but made no move to stop him when he snapped my panties with a quick tug and slid a finger inside my soaked pussy. I gripped his arms.
“You’re so ready to fuck me.”
“Rayden, I—” he added another finger, and I couldn’t catch a breath. I was too busy trying to delay the orgasm already zipping down my spine. “No.” I groaned when he withdrew his hand. It took me a couple of seconds to realize we were in the gent’s bathroom when I glanced over his shoulder.
He pulled back slightly to look at me. “I know I forced you to come back here but tell me it’s because you want me just as bad.”
I glared at him, annoyed for stopping the orgasm I wanted. “Do you always talk this much during sex?” I blurted without thinking. Oh, shit, he must think I’m a real bitch.
For just a second, his eyes flared before he grinned. “Guess I got my answer.”
His lips crushed mine and as our tongues battled for control, I moaned, yanking at his shirt buttons, feverish to feel his skin against mine. Without warning, his fingers pushed into my wet pussy again. I inhaled sharply and forgot what I was doing. Moaning, I rode his finger, leaning into him with my lips against his throat. The heat of his skin, coupled with the potency of his cologne, made me dizzy. Every cell flamed, a riot of piquant lust. Unashamedly the orgasm that had threatened sprinted down my spine in a quick, fierce explosion I wasn’t expecting.
