Page 18 of Sinful Pleasure

I expected him to cause a scene, to kick the guys out of our table.

But nothing.

He shot them a warning look before returning to his place by the table, without sparing me another glance.

What an asshole.

I took a breath, my face flushed.

“Okay, shots for everyone,” I motioned to the waitress to bring us a whole set of shots.

Even though, honestly, I felt like I’d need a lot more if I wanted to survive the night.

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“Cheers.”

I heard voices next to me and reached for yet another glass, but I was too far gone already.

I didn’t even notice when our table of eight suddenly turned into a full-blown after-party, with at least twenty people surrounding us.

The music was loud, vibrating in my ears as I moved my body to the rhythm.I closed my eyes, surrendering to the feeling. I lifted my hands in the air, letting the music guide me.

Hands slid across my body, gripping my waist with a gentle touch. A body collided with mine, and it felt nice.

I turned my head to the side and saw the blonde guy from earlier. The guy who’d had his eyes on me all night.

I never bothered to remember his name—not that it mattered.

The only thing that mattered was how his hands felt, warm and firm on my body.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning my head against his chest, as his hands lowered to my stomach. His head nestled in the crook of my neck.I let the music lead me, rubbing my body against his.

He groaned in my ear.

“You’re so hot.” He gripped my hips, pulling me back against him. “So, so gorgeous.”

It’s always nice to get compliments from guys—it certainly boosts my ego.But at that moment, that wasn’t why my body was so worked up, so hot and bothered.

It was Maddox.

He stood out from the crowd effortlessly. It was impossible not to notice him.

And he was staring at me.

I’m drunk, but I can still recognize the fire burning in his eyes, even though his face remained controlled, neutral.

I decided to push his buttons further. Just for fun.

If he thinks he can tame me, he’s mistaken.

I can’t be tamed. Not by him, or the damn Kings.

I grinned wickedly his way, just to rub it in his face.

I swing my hips, lowering the length of the guy’s body, making sure to rub my ass against him. He groaned, gripping me harder, but he wasn’t my focus.

My eyes were locked on the man I wanted to piss off.

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