Page 84 of Make Your Save

She tips her head to the side, watching me with a decisive look in her gold and green orbs as she raises a manicured eyebrow. “You’re rather brazen, aren’t you?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” I tell her, my voice dropping lower as I inch closer to her. I enter her space, standing close enough that I can smell the floral notes of her perfume. Warmth radiates from her body, but I don’t dare to touch her. Not without her consent. “Something caught my interest and I’m not in the habit of letting opportunities slip away.”

Her plump lips part, demanding my attention as she lets out a ragged breath. “And what opportunity do you think presented itself?”

It’s getting late and I might as well lay the bait now and see if she takes it. I’m not interested in anything other than a good time and considering the fact that she’s a bit jaded, maybe she’s looking for the same.

“One that offers a few hours of distraction without any promise of attachment.” My tongue darts out to wet my lips as I drag my gaze back to hers. “The kind that will remind you that your ex isn’t shit.”

Her eyes slowly scan mine, slow and seductive as the corners of her mouth lift just a fraction of a centimeter. “You are absolutely brazen.”

“Maybe,” I chuckle, shaking my head at her. “Or maybe I just know what I want and find it easier to be straightforward about it.”

She stares at me for a moment like she’s contemplating what I said before she takes my drink from me and sets it on the high top table beside me. She sets hers down, moving closer. Her hand slides into mine, her fingers threading through the spaces between mine as she smiles at me. “Come dance with me and we’ll see where the night goes.”

“Lead the way.”

I let her lead me back into the crowd of people, pulling me deeper into the center before she turns around to face me. Her eyes find mine as she begins to move her hips, swaying them back and forth as she finds harmony with the beat that pumps through the speakers. I stand back for a moment, watching her, completely mesmerized by the way she begins to weave her body to the music.

Her head tips back, her eyes falling shut as she lifts her arms above her head, winding and twisting to the melody. My eyes don’t dare to leave her and as the crowd around us grows tighter, I immediately step closer in an effort to keep anyone else away.

She straightens her spine, her eyelids lifting as she finds my eyes with a dazed look in hers. It’s absolutely intoxicating and my god, I want to drink from her. I want to be intoxicated too. She’s drunk on endorphins and a smile dances across her lips as she reaches for me. Her hands find mine and she tugs on me, pulling me closer.

My feet move without instruction and I close the distance until my body is almost flush with hers. My hands abandon hers, reaching for her hips as I shift her closer. Her body moves, still shifting with the music and I start to move with her, letting myself get lost in her as our surroundings begin to fade away. The blood rushes to my cock and it throbs as it grows, pressing against the zipper of my pants.

Leaning forward, my cheek brushing against hers, my mouth dipping closer to her ear. “What’s your name?” I murmur, my lips grazing the outer shell. Her body reacts, a shiver rippling through her as she inhales sharply and rolls her shoulders.

Shifting away from me, she lifts her arms, hooking her wrists around the back of my neck. Her hands slide along my nape, her fingertips plunging through my hair. “Andi,” she breathes, her eyes hooded as she gazes up at me. “What’s yours?”

“Carson.”

She stares up at me for a few seconds before dropping her arms away from the back of my neck. My hands are still on her hips and as she shifts her weight, she spins around in front of me, my palms sliding over the silky material of her dress until I’m gripping heragain. She shimmies back towards me, her ass pressing against my cock as she begins to grind against me.

My cock pulsates as she moves against my length, only making it harder. I can’t help myself as I shift my hips forward, grinding myself into her in tandem with her movements. My heart pounds in my chest at the thought of getting her out of here and out of this dress.

Taking someone home is always like rolling the dice, but our chemistry is off the charts. We’ve barely even spoken, yet I’m drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Perhaps it's the mysteriousness to her or her being a stranger.

Fingers spread, I begin to move my palms around the fronts of her thighs, my fingertips drifting across her skin beneath the bottom hem of her dress. She presses back into me harder as I move my hands beneath the material, slowly dragging it up her thighs. We’re in the middle of a room full of people, but it’s too dark for anyone to see what’s happening.

I could probably slide my cock into her right now and no one would even notice.

Andi’s head falls back against my shoulder as my fingertips move to her inner thighs, just nearly brushing against her cunt. Heat radiates from her and a groan rumbles in my chest as she lets out the softest moan. Just as I skim along the outside of her panties, she abruptly spins in my arms, my hands now falling onto her ass.

She slides her hands around the back of my neck once more, pulling my face closer to hers. I stare down at her, watching her eyes as they bounce between myeyes and move to my lips before completing the same triangular pattern.

I can’t control my gaze as it hones in on her perfect mouth. My tongue darts out to wet my lips and I wait for her move. She lifts herself onto her toes, her lips nearing closer to mine before I meet her in the middle, my mouth immediately capturing hers.

The tension swirls in the air around us, growing thicker by the moment. Her lips move against mine and when I slide my tongue along the seam of her mouth, she doesn’t hesitate to let me in. Her lips part and my tongue finds hers, soft like velvet as she kisses me with an intensity that rocks me to my core. Goddamn, who the fuck is this woman?

Her fingers dig into my skin, her nails cutting into my flesh. Intentionally slowing down the kiss, I move my lips slowly, nipping, tasting, touching and teasing her with every sweeping movement of my tongue. She matches my energy, equally torturing me until it feels like I could potentially come apart at the seams.

Abruptly, I pull away from her, both of us breathless as my eyes search the depths of hers. She’s giving me all the signs that point in the right direction, but I need to hear her words. I need her to give me that verification that she wants the same thing I want.

Neither of us are looking for anything more than a good time.

Andi moves closer to me, lifting back up onto her toes as she peppers kisses along the underside of my jaw. Her tongue is soft as it slides along the side of myneck, her teeth sinking into the lobe of my ear before her voice penetrates my eardrum. “I want you.”

Goddamn, I love a woman who doesn’t fuck around.

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