Page 64 of Crave Me

“Nope! Do not answer that, Kinsey!”

“Shut your mouth, Lo!”

Our voices fight over each other as we all shut it down. Even Reid bristles, standing up straighter and clenching his fists.

“Lo, I love you, you’re my friend, but definitely not a conversation to have in front of these four.”

“Okay, so point made,” Ivy declares, and at least everyone can laugh.

“How are things with Levi, Hannah?” Blaire asks innocently, probably not realizing it’s another hot topic in the family. I look over at Liam as he tosses back a shot and pours another. He’s been best friends with Hannah since we were all kids. While Levi has been out fucking around and skipping out on his parental duties to Charlie, Liam’s been there. He’s never admitted to having any feelings for Hannah, but I know he’s just as protective of her as Sawyer and I are about our women.

Our women.

“Oh, it’s rough. Per usual,” Hannah declares.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” Blaire says sweetly. It’s such a contrast to the tone she reserves for me.

“Oh, god, it’s fine. Why would you? No harm done. Levi is a selfish asshole. I was forced to grow up when Charlie came, and he chose not to. He’s just never around. He’s a smooth-talking deadbeat and most days I feel like I’m trying to force a square peg into a round hole.”

I watch as Liam downs another shot.

The conversation flows the rest of the night, and I fall harder for Blaire. Watching her let loose and hang out with my family and friends, seeing that she fits so easily, fills me with pride. The only thing that’s killing me is that I can’t touch her. Can’t pull her into my lap. Can’t kiss her neck, or breathe in her sweet, sweet, jasmine smell. It’s crazy that this wild woman ever drove me mad to the point that I didn’t want her around. Even if the only reason I fought her presence was because I craved her, and it took everything in me to fight that desire.

Blaire excuses herself to the restroom and I wait for the break to sneak in behind her. Everyone seems occupied with conversation, so I slip off my stool and go after my girl.

I step into the women’s bathroom, locking the door behind me while she’s at the sink drying her hands.

“Dallas! Oh my god, no. Someone will catch us,” she hisses, and she tries to shove me back out the door.

“Baby, no one is coming.”

I stalk her until she’s up against a wall, my hands going straight to her tits, massaging and lifting them. I love their heavy weight in my palms.

“Do you know how good it feels to be here with you this time and be able to touch you, knowing you won’t push me away? All those other times I cornered you, fuck, it was so hard to hold back.”

Her eyes flutter closed at my words, and when she opens them, she leans forward, wrapping her arms around my neck and hauling me closer. Her lips descend on mine, licking into my mouth and sucking my tongue into hers. I moan, deep and long, while pressing my hard-on into her abdomen. I push her backward, severing the connection of our mouths. Leaning into her space, I nuzzle into her neck, loving the evidence of me that she’s been hiding all night with her hair. My love bites are peppered all over her, I know this isn’t the only spot.

“You’re coming home with me tonight.”

“It can’t happen, they’ll know something is up.”

“Did you honestly think I was going to let you go home by yourself? Or that I’d let you leave here with another man?” I growl into her ear while running my hand over her denim-clad ass, squeezing a palmful.

“I wouldn’t leave with anyone else except for Reid. He’s just a good friend.”

“Not gonna happen, baby. The only man you’re leaving with is me.”

“How’s that going to work when no one can know we’re sleeping together?”

“Just trust me. I’ve got plans for how you’re going to ring in your New Year, baby, and all of them involve you tied up on my bed.”

“Fuck, Dallas, when you talk like that,” she moans, pushing her chest into me, lifting her leg and trying to pull me in.

“Be a good girl and wait. It’ll be worth it.”

I give her ass one last squeeze before turning and walking out of the bathroom. I adjust my stiff cock behind my jeans before joining my family and friends back at the bar, ready to get the night over with so I can celebrate alone with my girl at my house where she belongs.

Chapter Twenty-Two

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