Bending Bethany - Aria Cole Page 0,2

coach maybe, but not a man who read books. I mean, he was a dumb jock, right?

“What’s the last book you read?”

“Quizzing me now?” His grin lifted playfully. “I didn’t come here to learn.” He leaned across the energized space between us, his eyes lowering a fraction. “Dance with me.”

Two

Jenson

The pounding music pulsed through my veins as my arms wrapped around her nipped-in waist, her ass grinding against my hungry cock as we danced.

She had me in a delirium.

I wish I could blame it on the alcohol pulsing through my veins, but I’d just had one beer. I’d been telling her the truth earlier. It’d been a fuck of a long day, and tomorrow would be just as long. I was normally responsible, liked to play by the rules for the most part, but this girl—Bethany, she’d murmured it in my ear in a sexy huff—was intoxicating me.

I pushed my hands up and down her body as we danced, feeling the heat climb between us in a way I’d never felt before. Like a volcano waiting to explode, we were all hands and sweat and music, my lips trailing across the crook of her neck, my tongue flicking out to bring her sweet taste into my system.

“Bethany,” I murmured against her ear as we danced.

Her back arched as my hands danced just across her rib cage, hovering under the heavy swell of her breasts in that too-low V-neck, which gave me an epic view of her cleavage.

“Mmm?” she hummed, and I could hear the alcohol in her voice. Or was she drunk on me, like I was on her?

I wasn’t sure, so I spun her in my arms, surprising even me, and took her face in my hands. I searched her eyes as she watched me, gleaming with excitement and arousal.

“Come back to my place,” I whispered softly. I looked at the delicate bow of her top lip, then plunged my tongue between her lips. She stretched up onto her toes, and my arms locked around her back instantly, caging her against my body, afraid to let go for even a second in case she might disappear as quickly as she’d appeared.

“Okay,” she said when our lips finally parted.

Without waiting a second longer, I snagged her hand in mine and starting leading her off to the door.

“Wait! My sister!” She halted, stopping me in my tracks.

My eyes searched the room for the slightly taller brunette I’d seen her talking to earlier. I caught sight of her and Luc in a corner, tongues shoved down each other’s throats, her leg hitched up around his waist.

“I think they’re just fine.” I pointed them out to her.

“Damn.” Her nose wrinkled up adorably, her hand tightening in my grasp. I’d never dated much before now, always weary of who I could trust with my level of fame in the sports world, but something about this girl excited me, deep down really excited me in a way I’d never felt before.

“I’ll text him to make sure she gets home okay. He’s an idiot, but she’s safe with him,” I offered, hoping to quell her anxiety.

“And I’m supposed to trust you?” She looked up at me quizzically.

“You’re going home with me, aren’t you?” I lowered my voice an octave and snagged her earlobe with my teeth.

“You’re making me second guess myself,” she said, but her words softer, her will a little more relaxed. I slid a hand down her back and over the cheek of her ass, cupping it gently.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” I reminded her gently, meaning every word of it.

She cocked her head, her eyes turning up at me, mischief sparkling in her eyes. “For some reason…I believe you.” Her face split into a grin. She tightened my hand in hers, then released it and we turned, walking out of the building and into the humid night air.

“We don’t need a cab?” she asked when we walked past the taxi stand.

“I live close, just a few blocks.”

“Oh.”

I walked with my hand at the base of her back, just like the gentleman I was taught to be. I wanted her in front, walking in line or ahead of me so I could keep an eye on her at all times. If she so much as tripped, I wanted to be there to catch her fall.

“It’s here.”

We stopped, and her eyes turned up to the luxury high-rise shooting into the Manhattan skyline.

“You live here?”

“Mmhmm.” I wove my fingers through