Page 89 of Stanton Unconditional

Hmm. Then I see her. A bright yellow short backless dress and gold strappy high heels. Her hair is out and messy. I snap my eyes away from her. Stop it. Why is she so damn perfect?

“Jooosshhhua,” she coos drunkenly. My eyes flick to her. She is really drunk. I’ve never seen her like this. She giggles and walks over to me. “I’ve been waiting for you, my beautiful Lamborghini.” She runs her hand over my head affectionately.

My eyes flick to Cameron and Adrian who have been rendered speechless. I sit still as I hold my breath.

She walks around in front of me, hitches her dress up and straddles me in my seat. I sit back in shock.

She puts her arms around my neck and leans in and kisses me. My eyes flick to Cameron and he smirks. Good grief.

“I need you to take me home and fill me up, big boy,” she purrs. Cameron chokes on his drink as he laughs.

“Christ, Natasha, what are you doing?” I stammer.

“I’m about to have sex,” she smiles as she takes my drink from me and sculls it, “with you.” She points the glass at me.

Bridget and Abbie start to laugh as they high five each other. She leans over and starts to suck on my neck and runs her tongue along my jaw and into my mouth and then gifts me with a deep kiss.

“Stop,” I stammer as I pull back from her. “What are you doing?”

“Taking back what’s mine,” she slurs.

She starts to untuck my shirt from my pants, and she runs her hand over my lower stomach.

“Jesus, Natasha. Stop it.”

She goes back to my neck and starts to suck on it again.

Cameron laughs out loud. “How’s that big dick of yours now bro, still soft?”

“Shut up,” I snap. I will never admit it but I’m rock hard. “Natasha. Stop it.” I pull back and take my drink from her. “Do you want to taste me? Do it here, right now on this lounge.” I choke on my drink in shock.

“Excuse me.” We look around to see a bouncer standing over us. “She needs to stop that behavior or she needs to leave,” he says flatly.

I nod. “Tash, get off me.”

She stands and glares at the bouncer. “Party pooper.” She sticks out her tongue at him and we all laugh at her ridiculousness.

She grabs my hand. “Come and dance and then take me home, baby.” She kisses the back of my hand.

Why does she have to be such a beautiful deceiver? I’d give anything to go with her. How am I supposed to resist this?

I shake my head. “No.”

She stands back and glares at me. “No,” she repeats as she puts her hand on her hip.

“That’s what I said,” I repeat.

“Fine, I will find someone who will then, you can come and watch if you like. It’s going to be a great show tonight.”

I hear Cameron and Adrian snicker at each other.

“Is that a threat?” I snap.

She smiles sweetly. “No, that’s a promise.” She raises her eyebrows, blows me a kiss and then walks off sexily through the crowd. Her guard turns and follows her.

“Joshua, you had better go with her. She’s not joking,” Bridget snaps.

I screw my face up at her.