“I’m local… well, sort of. I live in the next town over, but drive into work here every day. I’d love to live here, but can’t afford it.”
“How do you like where you live?”
Shrugging, I said, “I like it okay. If I didn’t have my best friend, I probably wouldn’t like it as much.”
“I get that. It’s better when you have friends and family close by.” Then he frowned. His eyes appeared pinched at the corners. I wondered what that was all about.
“What about you? Do you have family here?”
“Yes, but that’s a story for another day. Would you like to dance?”
“I’d love to.”
There was a large dance floor off the other room, so he walked me over and we swayed with the music. I wasn’t upset when his lips sought out mine in a slow, sensual kiss. As his tongue pressed through the opening of my mouth, I thought of how it moved to the rhythm of the music. Soon, the tempo turned feverish as he sought out every secret I held.
“Come home with me tonight, Molly. Don’t deny me.”
I wasn’t the kind of girl who easily hopped into bed with a man, but tonight was different. Things were shit in my life and this man could be the cure for the night. Plus, he was impossible to resist.
“Okay.” My breath came in puffs as I tried to catch it. “But we go to my place, not yours.” I might be reckless, but I wasn’t crazy. It was better to be on my turf.
“Fine. Did you drive?” Hugh asked. I nodded my head. “Would you mind leaving your car and picking it up in the morning? Is that okay?”
I’d had a few drinks. It was probably for the best. “If they don’t mind,” I said.
“They don’t. I promise.”
“I need to call my friend first to let her know I’m leaving.” But then my phone rang and it was Chloe. “Hey, girl, I was just getting ready to call you,” I said.
Chloe asked where I was. I told her and she explained she’d met someone. She asked if I was cool if she left with him. I laughed and told her it was fine, and she had the all-clear to leave without me. Actually, I told her to get her freak on. She needed it and so did I. Then she said she was texting me a picture of the two of them.
I opened my phone at the sound of a text. It was the picture of her with Ryan, the hot guy she’d been talking to earlier. When I chuckled, Hugh asked, “Are we good?”
“Yep, all good here. My friend already left. Seems she beat me to the punch.”
“Now you don’t feel so bad, do you?”
“No, I don’t.”
He tipped my chin up and kissed me again. “I can’t wait to get you into bed, Molly,” he said before leading me outside.
I couldn’t wait, either. This was going to be a great night after all.
Two
Hugh
We arrived at a decent apartment building and Molly stared out of the window as if she hadn’t noticed we’d arrived. Had I missed my opportunity? I could have used one of Dillon’s bedrooms in his house of heathens, but he was the kind of bastard who’d have all the rooms wired for video surveillance.
Though she’d already agreed, I wanted to give her one last out so she’d have no regrets. “Should we call it a night?” I held my breath, wondering if she would say yes. Though we’d been at one of Dillon’s anything-goes-including-sex parties, I would never assume that she hadn’t changed her mind about taking me to her bed.
“No.” She gave me a sexy smile and I took that as an invitation.
The driver opened the door and helped her out. His hands on her sparked a jealousy inside me. I wrote it off as the lust I’d held at bay since I first spotted her.
I told my driver to hang around for a little bit. If I didn’t call, he could go until I texted him I was ready to leave.
We climbed the stairs to the second level and headed down a ways to her door. Her small hand shook as she opened it, and I was struck again wondering if this had been her first sex party.
Her tiny apartment was about the size of the suite of rooms I’d had at my disposal as a child growing up. My parents hadn’t flaunted their wealth. Our home was modest compared to that of my cousin, who’d been the closest thing I had to a brother for a time, or grandparents, but it was still far larger than this.
Her gaze met mine for a second before darting away like a scared kitten’s. From all the signals she gave, she’d seemed into me before we left. I might be ruthless when it came to business, but I wasn’t a total asshole when it came to women. My parents had loved each other, unlike my cousin’s parents. Their marriage had been an arrangement of sorts and they’d hated each other from the start. Dad had taught me always to treat women with respect. And I was always honest about my intentions with the women I slept with.
“Are you nervous? I know we were at a sex party, but you’re free to change your mind if you don’t want this,” I said.
Her eyes grew large as she stared at me in horror. “No!”
I clenched my jaw. “I should go then.” My dick was hard to the point of pain, but I would never force myself where I wasn’t wanted.
“No.” She held up her hand. “I mean, I didn’t know it was a sex party.”
I’d known there was something different about her. She hadn’t dressed the part of a siren. The purple dress she wore clung to her like a second skin, but she’d been more covered than any woman there, including the help. “Then I really should leave.”
She shook her head, the deep blonde curls bouncing. “No, I didn’t know, but I did invite you over for…” Her cheeks reddened, which made her all the more alluring.
“You have to say it, love, if you want me to stay.”
She lifted her chin. “I want you to fuck me.”
I couldn’t stop from grinning and held out a hand. “Lead the way.”
We could have started there, but her couch was small, and I was a big guy. I wanted room to play. After a walk down a short hallway, we stopped at the doorframe. I braced my arm against it as she turned to face me. The room wasn’t very big, much like the rest of the apartment. A bed and a small dresser took up much of the space. If I went in after her, my sheer size in the confined room might spook her. I stayed where I was.
“Strip.” It was a command, and I used the voice I did at work to get things done.
Her emerald-green eyes widened a second before they heated. My little minx liked being told what to do. Not a problem. I could give her what she wanted there.
She licked her lips and went for the thin straps of her dress, slipping them off her shoulders one at a time. The little tease flicked sultry glances my way and damn if it didn’t work. I gripped my dick through my pants to keep it from busting through. Her fucking bare shoulders gave me wood like no naked woman had before.
She clutched the fabric at her chest before turning around, giving me her back. Then the fabric slipped down and seemed to take an eternity to glide to the floor. Fuck me.
Her tight ass was better than I imagined framed by slim hips. The strings that wrapped around her led to a center I couldn’t wait to explore.
“Turn around.”