Page 14 of Twisted Play
“Text her,” I said, tugging her against me, her softness a marked contrast to the women I usually hooked up with. My fingers dug into the flesh of her thighs like I’d been dreaming of since the moment I noticed her standing in the doorway. Fucking stunning.
Eva met my eyes as we swayed to the music, trapping me in their green depths. She had to feel how turned on I was, my cock pressing against her abdomen, weeping with precum at the thought of fucking her.
“Text her,” I repeated, embarrassed at how gravelly my voice was. Then I bent my head forward to brush my lips against hers, sweet and gentle, a seduction rather than a plundering.
To my shock, Eva wrapped her arms around my neck and dragged my lips down to hers, devouring me as hungrily as I devoured her. I dragged my tongue against hers, drowning in the sweet taste of her, vanilla and citrus and summer. When her fingers tightened in my hair, I wanted to lift her thighs up and drag her sweet pussy against me right there on the dance floor.
“Fuck, sparrow,” I swore, yanking my mouth away from hers. “Text your friend.”
Eva looked at me, lust glazing her eyes before clarity returned, and she scrambled for the tiny purse she wore.
I spun her around so I could prop my chin on her shoulder and watch her unlock it—with a code and not her face. One-nine-seven-nine. I committed it to memory in case I needed it later.
She opened the messaging app and stared at it.
“Sparrow?”
“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted quietly. “I don’t know what to say.”
My cock pushed against her back at the same time my heart thumped.
“Haven’t done what before?”
“A one-night stand.”
This is not going to be a one-night stand,I promised hersilently. “Tell her you’re going upstairs and make sure she’s okay getting home by herself.”
Eva
Hi.
Rory
Hi from the kitchen. Still flirting?
Eva didn’t reply immediately, so I dropped my lips to her neck to nibble on a sensitive spot behind her ear. When her breath exploded out of her all at once, I knew I’d hit the jackpot. I pulled on her earlobe with my teeth.
“Tell her you’re going upstairs.”
Eva
Are you okay getting home solo?
Rory
EVA!!!!! GET IT!!!!!
Also, I told you so.
Yes, absolutely. See you tomorrow.
“She told you so?”
Eva slid her phone into her purse. “I told you, I had a shitty day. She thought getting out of the house and meeting new people would make me feel better.”
“And did it?” I murmured, moving our hips in time to the music.
Eva spun around in my arms with a sly smile. “That remains to be seen.”
