Page 93 of Ashes of Saints

He then leaned into my ear. “Parker likes you.”

“I know.” I blushed.

“No. I don’t think you do.”

When Travis spun me back, he made sure his back was to Parker, and he turned serious. My own smile faded.

“It might be safer for you to walk away. If you need me, call me.” He tucked a business card into my bra, and then I was spun back out and kept dancing.

Now, after seeing Parker physically attack his friend, I wondered if I needed to take his advice very seriously.

I cross my arms. “I was fine. You were the one glaring at everyone. I was having fun.”

He snorts and rubs his thumb over his lip.

We stare at one another for a long moment when the air changes. I feel my nipples harden, and the butterflies in my tummy begin flying around.

Parkers tilts his head and my eyes drop down to... Oh, my god. He rubs his hand over the fabric covering his cock, which is so huge it’s impossible to miss.

His legs spread wide and with all I am, my body flares to life at all his masculine strength and perfection.

Those dark blue eyes look ready to eat me and while I want to fight him, I know I have no power against our chemistry.

“Did you want me to encourage my friends to touch you, Aurora? Is that what you wanted?” Parker asks.

I swallow loudly.

Slowly he unzips his black pants and spreads open the fabric, letting his cock fall out.

Jesus, he’s commando.

My core tightens and I swallow again.

“Did you want me to pull my cock out like I am now so you could suck me in front of everyone?”

No.

Stroke, stroke, stroke.

My tongue sweeps out, lapping at my bottom lip, making Parker grin darkly.

“While Travis slides into your pussy from behind?”

My brows shoot up, but it arouses me further. I don’t want to fall at his feet too easily. I have to fight this.

“I could have.”

Parker barks out a laugh and I want to slap him. “You almost had a fucking heart attack when Tina slid her hand between your leg.”

Asshole.

“Because I don’t like girls!” I yell, wishing I wasn’t so damn turned on by this man.

Damn him.

He’s so confident, staring at me like he’s in full control. There’s a slight bruise forming on his cheek where Travis must have caught him, but it's subtle and only makes him look that much more dangerous.

And sexy.

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