with their perfect, penis-slinging men should never be allowed to mix with sex-starved women like me.”
I can’t help but laugh. Pointing at our bartender, I say, “You could change your sex status tonight, babe. Romeo here would be more than happy to help you out.”
He is just placing our drinks on the bar as I say this, and nods in agreement. “Happy to help where I’m needed.”
Erin sighs and places her head on the bar in defeat. Still laughing, I hand him some cash to pay for our drinks and he leaves us in peace.
“I think he’s got the message; he’s gone,” I tell her as I take a sip of my mojito.
She looks up and mouths a “thank fuck” as she drinks some of her cocktail. “He’s fun to flirt with but I was never interested in sleeping with him,” she admits.
“He’s not really your type, is he?”
As she opens her mouth to reply, the noise in the club suddenly grows loud, and I look around to see what has caused it. We’re a fair distance from the front door but I can make out that a group of people have just entered and are heading our way. The crowd has surged toward them so I figure it’s perhaps someone famous.
“Is that Jett?” Erin yells out, trying to grab my attention over the sound of the crowd.
Squinting, I realise she’s right. As they come closer, I can see all the guys from the band.
“Did you know he was coming here tonight?” she asks before I can reply.
“No,” I yell back at her because the noise is getting even louder the closer they come. I’m beginning to feel claustrophobic with all the women who are surging through the crowd with the guys, desperately trying to latch on to one of them. Thank goodness for the four security guys with the band; they’d be crushed without them.
Jett’s cocky grin comes into full view and a minute later he’s in front of me, his hands going straight to my waist so he can pull me close and kiss me. “Hello, beautiful,” he murmurs as he ends the kiss, and his warm breath and fuck-me voice shoots desire through my body.
I don’t want to swoon, but I’m fucking swooning. Even amongst this noisy, threatening crowd, I only have eyes and ears for Jett. And as much as I’m still trying to guard my heart from falling too heavily for him, it’s falling. Fast.
“How did you know I was here?”
His hand rests on my ass and as he presses himself into me, I can’t help but feel his erection. “Does it matter?” he murmurs against my ear. “The main thing is I’m here now, and I’ve gotta tell you, I’ve been thinking about you all fucking day.”
My arms go around him and I pull him closer against me. The groan that escapes his lips turns me on even more than I already am. There’s nothing sexier to me than a man who is vocal in his appreciation of his woman. “What have you been thinking?” I ask, playing with him.
“I’ve been thinking about how much I want to do this.” He has me backed up against the bar and his hand on my ass moves down my leg to pull my dress up so he can reach his hand up to my panties. His fingers trace the skin along the edge of them. “Do you think that was a productive use of my time? Thinking about that all day…” His voice trails off as he kisses his way down my neck to my throat.
My entire body is alive and I feel needy.
Needy for his words.
Needy for his touch.
Needy for him.
I place my hands on his chest and gently push him. As much as I want what he wants, I don’t necessarily want it here, in this club, in front of a few hundred people. My gaze finds his and I’m almost bewitched enough by him that I would fuck him in front of a few hundred people because of his ability to make me see only him. His eyes are full of lust, and I love what I see there, but I need to get my head back in the game. “I do think that was a very productive use of your time, but I also think I don’t want to share this with everyone in the club.”