Page 15 of Tangled

“Time to pay up,” I tease him as he circles his hands around my hips, pulling me in close to his body. The brush of his chest across my breasts make my nipples instantly harden. He leans down to whisper in my ear, the brush of his breath on my skin igniting goosebumps up and down my arms.

“I might have lost at pool, but I feel like I’m the real winner really, now that I get to put my hands all over you as we dance,” he growls as his words resonate in my ear like an aphrodisiac. He stands up tall and then takes my hand, leading me to the dance floor as my legs fight to keep up with him after turning to jello from his words.

The truth is, I feel like we’re both about to win our little game tonight.

Chapter 7

Kane

Fun. The whole point of approaching this woman tonight was from Tony’s nudge to have a little fun.

But what’s transpiring between me and Red is way beyond fun.

It’s heat. Desire. Pure lust.

The fire of her hair and her confidence is burning me, but I’m welcoming it. It’s been a long time since I’ve been tempted to touch a flame, and this woman is tempting me with every move she makes.

As soon as we hit the dance floor, Def Leppard’s ‘Pour Some Sugar on Me’ filters overhead, granting me with the biggest smile from the woman that has stolen my attention for the night. I’m never here this late at Tony’s, but right now, I’m oblivious to anyone and anything around me besides her.

“Ah! I couldn’t have picked a more perfect song for you to owe me a dance to!” She shouts over the music, shimmying her hips to the beat as she approaches me. Her hands land on my shoulders and my palms instinctually find her hips, curving around her waist and following her lead to the beat. I don’t consider myself a bad dancer, but it’s not something I do very often.

“As long as I can watch you move like this, I’ll dance with you all night,” I confess, much to my own surprise. She smiles up at me with want in her eyes. I’m not gonna lie. I barely know this woman and I’m already scared of the effect she’s having on me. “You’ve got rhythm, that’s for sure.”

“I used to be a dancer,” she offers between her moves. “Now shut up and stop interrupting the song again. Remember, that’s what got you into this mess in the first place,” she teases before turning around to press her ass into my crotch while she continues to sway her hips.

I laugh. “So if I keep talking, I have to keep dancing with you?” I whisper in her ear as I pull her closer to me, one palm on her stomach and the other on her hip. I feel her fingers dig into my hands as she places hers over mine, clearly affected by my words.

“At this rate, we’ll be here all night,” she fires back, pressing her ass into me even further. My dick is painfully hard now, a development I’m sure she can feel through her jeans.

“Oh, I don’t think we’ll last all night. I have other plans for us.”

She turns to face me, wrapping her hands around my neck this time. “Is that so? What plans are those, Garrison?” She bats her eyelashes a few times before staring me down.

I toy with how to approach the subject. It’s clear there’s sexual tension here. We’re both feeling it. I know I’m not looking for anything serious, but I can’t say she’s thinking the same. Although the vibes she’s been giving me would definitely suggest she’s down for a good time. That’s all this needs to be. A physical release. Two adults enjoying each other. A little fun.

“I’m gonna be honest, okay?” I stare down at her, those hazel eyes locked on mine as she nods.

“Please do…”

“I don’t do this. I’m a simple guy that keeps to himself most of the time. But clearly there’s something here. I’m not looking for anything serious, but if you’re down to have some fun tonight, I’m game. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what you’d sound like as I sink my cock into you. You’re sexy, Red. A tease. And I’d love nothing more than to fuck your brains out.”

The corner of her mouth tips up as her eyes bounce back and forth between mine. She rises on her toes and presses her lips to my mouth, the gesture catching me off guard. But as soon as it registers in my brain, my other head takes over and I pull her to me, licking her lips so she’ll open up to me.

I swirl my tongue with hers, the heat of her mouth makes my entire body temperature rise as my hands splay across her back and I press her tightly to my chest. Her hands weave up into my hair and pull me down to her so our lips are molded so closely together, it’s hard to tell who’s in control. And fuck if I care at this point because this woman tastes better than I could have imagined. The hint of beer on her tongue mixed with pent up sexual frustration is enough to make me groan out loud as I continue to assault her mouth with mine.

She claws at my neck, moaning seductively as we continue to kiss. I knew she was trouble. And now that I’ve tasted her, I need more. I want to see what kind of punishment she can dish out.

I break us apart, resting my forehead on hers as we both fight to refill our lungs with oxygen.

“I don’t normally do this either. But fuck it. Tonight I want to play. Let’s get out of here,” she rasps from the overexertion of our kiss.

I stand up straight, searching for Tony, my eyes landing on him behind the bar as he shakes his head at me with a knowing smirk. Fucker. He knows he was right.

Whatever. I’ll take his shit-talking later.

“Close out my tab, Tony,” I yell over at him as he nods.

“We’ll settle it next week. Have a good night.” He waves over at me as I grab Red’s hand and usher her out of the bar.

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