Page 11 of Dirty Play

After a moment, I feel his fingers loop into my jeans as he roughly pulls me into him. I fall forward, my hands meeting his firm chest. Before I can say anything, he’s spinning me to face away before molding our bodies together, no longer saving room for anyone.

“Does this seem like I'm afraid to touch you, Tink? I was just trying to be respectful,” he growls into my ear, the warmth sending chills down my neck.

“Well, stop it,” I groan when I feel his erection brush against me.

His breath hitches as I press back against him.

“Stop what?”

“Being respectful,” I say, turning to look him in the eye, not wanting him to misinterpret my words. “I’m respectfully asking you to disrespect the fuck out of me.”

The man growls. Like, actually growls in my ear before his fingers grip my hips even harder, almost guaranteeing I'll have bruises in the morning, but I embrace it. “I hope you know what you’re asking for, Tink,” he says, as he grinds our bodies together to

Secretly, I love the idea of him marking me. Of me having a reminder of what it feels like to have him touch me.

For the next few songs, we lose ourselves in the music and in each other, both of us testing the limits but never going too far.

All I can think about, as his fingers slip past my waistband, teasing me, is how I can still feel him holding back.

“I need to go to the bathroom—come with me,” Sawyer whispers in my ear as the song ends, snapping Cade and me out of our little bubble.

I look up at him, and he just nods, his eyes a little dazed like he’s in shock.

“We’ll be right back,” I tell him with a smile.

“We’ll, uh, go grab water. Meet you back here,” he says before turning and walking away with Rex.

The next thing I know, Sawyer is grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bathroom.

“What the fuck is happening with you two, and why is the tension at an all-time high?” she bursts out the second we’re alone in the bathroom, fanning herself dramatically. Thankfully, the bathrooms here are singles, but Sawyer and I never go alone—I mean, we’re girls. It’s our M.O.

“I don’t really know. I’m kind of just going with it.”

“I don’t blame you. I mean, it’s Cade. He’s got that broody hot guy vibe going that I don’t think any sane woman would turn down.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely… intense. Tonight just feels different, though. It feels normal. I expected it to be awkward, at least at first, but it wasn't. I don’t know how to explain it.”

“You don’t have to. I’ve watched the whole thing unfold firsthand. You both just seem happy. I love that you’re happy, but it’s hot as hell watching you two figure this shit out.”

“I wouldn’t go that far. Like I said, my goal for tonight is to let someone else be in charge of my orgasm for a change, it’ll just be an added bonus if it’s Cade.”

“Then let’s stop wasting time and get back out on the dance floor. I want to see what happens when the tension finally snaps.”

Hopefully mind-blowing sex that ends in multiple orgasms, but I’d accept just a fun night of hot sex.

Chapter 5

Cade

This woman will be the death of me, and I only have myself to blame.

“Wanna enlighten me on what that’s all about?” Rex asks, a stupid grin on his face as we grab our drinks from the table.

The girls ran off to the bathroom, and the moment she walked away, I realized my guard was completely down. That the lines between Gwen and I were blurring—something I promised myself I would never allow, for so many reasons.

Reasons that, for the life of me, I can’t remember right now.

“No, because I don’t even know what the fuck just happened.”

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