Page 129 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

“I’ll cheers to that,” I said, grinning broadly and clinking my glass against his. The shot was actually really damn tasty, a farcry from tequila, and I asked the hostess to bring another round as I threw my arm around JT’s neck. “Appreciate it, man.”

“They really are glad you’re back, you know,” he said. “That’s why they give you so much shit. If they didn’t like you, you wouldn’t be standing here.”

I winked at him. “I know.”

“Good. Because you can’t leave me.”

Grinning, I looked up, caught Travis watching us, and felt my heart give a little squeeze. “Don’t worry. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

“Not even the dance floor?” Donovan moved in beside us, Kelly right behind him, and all I could suddenly think about as I looked at him were…elephants.

Fuckin’ Travis.

“Caleb?”

“Huh?”

My eyes shifted back to Donovan, who had a frown on his face. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Just zoned out for a second there.”Imagining how big an elephant’s trunk actually is because—wow.

“So you want to hit the dance floor with me? Kelly’s ankle got hurt the other night when… Well, he’s just resting an injury, and I could use a partner.”

I tried to remember if Donovan had been one of the guys Travis deemed off-limits, but in the end followed him out to the floor knowing if I lingered any longer he’d think I was a total basket case.

The music throbbed through the club, pulsing in time with the lights that were flashing over the sea of bodies, and I had to admit, I’d missed hitting the club with these guys. They might not always be the nicest to each other—and especially to me—but they sure as hell knew how to have a good time.

VIP lounges. Top-shelf liquor. And the only people around you were the ones invited.

It was…nice. I didn’t have to worry about being approached or hit on, though several girls eyed me from across the crowd as they moved together, laughing and throwing back shots of God knows what.

If it had been a couple of weeks ago I’d be making my way over there, flashing a smile, and seeing if one of them wanted to dance.

Okay, let’s be real, I’d be asking theblondeto dance.

But now my attention was directed elsewhere. As my eyes slid past the giggling group of girls to the lounge where Donovan and I had left the rest of the guys, I searched out a very specificdarkhead of hair, and what do you know, Travis was looking right at me.

He was standing by the ropes of the VIP area, drink in hand, watching me with unmistakable interest. The heat in his blue gaze scorched a fiery path right to me, and as the music switched to something a little sultrier, I decided to give him a show.

The play of lights afforded me the discretion I needed to tease him with the slide of my hands and roll of my hips, and unless someone was looking for it, they’d just assume I was moving to the beat.

Travis knew better, though. The subtle finger sliding up and down his glass and his tongue swiping his lower lip told me that, and when I slipped my hand under my shirt, he downed the rest of his drink then made his way out of the lounge.

Fuck. Oh fuck.

The predatory look in his eyes made my dick react in a way that would be difficult to explain if Donovan—or anyone else from our group—noticed. But there was no way to stop my body’s reaction as Travis prowled through the crowd of people like an animal on the hunt.

My breathing kicked up, and I couldn’t decide if I was excited or worried that he was headed my way until he stopped a few feet from where Donovan and I were and started to dance.

My pulse raced as the music switched to a slightly faster, more throb-heavy beat, and Travis began to move his hips in a way that brought to mind tangled sheets, naked skin, and his hips grinding up hard against mine.

Jesus.He was so much better at this than I was. He just had to walk from one side of the club to the other and he had me hard as a fucking rock. Watching him dance and eye-fuck me through the crowd? It was all I could do not to reach down and get myself off to the show.

And I wasn’t the only one.

That was clear by the many eyes on him, not to mention several guys who approached and tried to get his attention. But true to his word, Travis merely gave a flirty smile and sent them on their way. His body was reserved for me tonight, andthatwas the hottest fucking thing ever.

As he rolled his hips, he trailed his hand down over his chest, and I lost the beat, so fixated on what he was doing.

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