Page 34 of Hook Up

“And you’re here because?”

“I want to be with you.” I hold her gaze in the mirror as I close the distance between us, dropping to my knees and gliding my tongue along the line of her hips, dancing in the crack of her ass just visible above the material.

A surprised gasp flies from her mouth, so I wrap my hands around her hips, teasing her further. Fuck, but she tastes good, and I don’t want to stop until I’ve mapped every inch of her with my mouth.

I trace a path up along her spine, nipping the nape of her neck and earning a soft squeal. “You need to behave.”

“I think you’d far rather I don’t behave. You’ll enjoy it more.” Wrapping my arms around her waist, I nuzzle her neck, basking in the sexy and exotic scent I’ll always associate with Greer. “I made reservations for us at a French restaurant. They have a top-of-the-line late-night menu.”

She turns in my arms, a confused expression on her face. “That’s an odd location for a bachelor party.”

“I left the bachelor party. I’m not interested in strippers.”

“Sure,” she cajoles, sending me a knowing wink.

“I’m not, although I wouldn’t turn down a private dance from you.” My hands slide along the hem of her dress, gliding along her inner thighs.

“Greer, are you almost ready?” a voice sounds from the other side of the door, and I drop my head to her shoulder with a resigned grunt.

“Do we really have to endure strippers for the rest of the night?”

“I’m afraid so, along with an assortment of lap dances and body shots,” she teases, running her hands along my biceps. “I know, it’s asking a lot of you, but you’re going to have to admire a bevy of tits and ass tonight.”

“I just want to admire you. Over and over again.” Resting my forehead against hers, I smile when her slight fingers play along my beard. “How about I rent a private jet and fly us somewhere? Let’s ditch Vegas.”

“Great idea. You tell Greg that his sister and best friend won’t be at his wedding.”

“We’ll be back in time for the ceremony.”

Greer laughs, that gorgeous smile crossing her face. “While that sounds spectacular, I’m afraid we’ll have to suck it up tonight. It’s a tragedy, I know.”

“The tragedy is not spending tonight with you. Naked.”

I mean for the words to entice her, but a shadow passes over her features. “In a hurry to fuck me, Ryder?”

I cringe at her crude statement. Any other woman uttering those words would be an invitation for me to bend her over the vanity and sink balls deep.

But this is Greer Hammond, and I’ll be damned if our first time is a quick screw in the bathroom while her friends wait outside.

Even if my dick is threatening to find a new employer.

Sliding my hands along her jaw, I frame her face, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “Fucking implies hurried. I plan on taking my time exploring every inch of you. It will take hours. Days, even.”

Her pupils dilate, her lower lip catching between her teeth. “What happens when you’ve finished your exploration? On to the next conquest?”

There it is—the fear brimming just beneath the surface of her calm facade. The belief that she’s just another notch on my bedpost.

“Are you kidding? This journey will last a lifetime.” I capture her mouth then, sliding my tongue along hers. Taking it slow. Easy. Coaxing her out to play.

With a sigh, she twines her hands around my neck, her body flush against me, her mouth getting in on the action.

This woman. She’s my everything, even if she doesn’t realize it yet.

“Holy shit. You guys are trending!”

We break apart, a curious expression on her face as she opens the bathroom door. Jillian shoves a phone under Greer’s nose, her eyes wild. “The internet claims you two are dating. Is that true? What did I miss between the restaurant and here?”

Greer opens her mouth to respond, but I beat her to the punch. “A whole lot, Jillian. I’m off to catch up with the boys. You ladies have fun tonight, and be sure to take extra special care ofmylady.” I press a last kiss to Greer’s shocked mouth, ensuring there is ample tongue action and knowing damn well she’ll be subjected to a bevy of questions the moment I leave.

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