Page 46 of Collide
“Well, good, because it’s the truth.” She stirs her drink. “I don’t need you as my wingman. You can go over there to entertain your girls.”
My brows shoot up. “You don’t want my help?”
“I don’t need it.”
Confidence exudes from every inch of her, and it isn’t displaced. I’m not sure if she noticed the number of heads that turned when we entered.
“This feels like a good time for a bet. You think you can get any guy to leave with you?”
She smiles, all perfect glossy lips and white teeth. “Easily.”
“There’s that cocky girl I know.”
She scoffs. “There’s nothing cocky about it. It’s a fact.”
“Right, of course,” I tease.
“You don’t believe me?”
I take a long drink of my Sprite, enjoying how she watches me with hot determination. “It’s not about believing you. I just think you might be rustier than you think.”
Suddenly she stands, eyes narrowed when she comes almost eye level while I’m seated. “It’s hot in here, isn’t it?”
Summer removes her jacket in what feels like slow motion, my throat grows thick with each sliver of skin she exposes. She pulls it off, and I barely keep my jaw from hitting the floor when I see her outfit up close and under the bar lights. The red top makes her skin glow, and the thin fabric looks like it would be easy to tear off. Her tits are smashed together perfectly, and the skin at her waist beckons for me to touch it.
“Will you hold this for me, Aiden?”
Her smooth voice rolls a shiver down my spine. Hearing my name on her lips has never sounded better. My head feels empty, and I think the Sprite might be spiked. My mouth runs, dry and I get a little dizzy when I hold her jacket and watch her slide her hair around her neck, the intoxicating scent especially strong tonight. The action exposes even more skin, and my jeans tighten. The smell of peaches surrounds me.
It’s going to be a long fucking night.
Summer stands between my parted legs, bringing a hand to my bicep then sliding it up to my shoulder. I watch the movement in a trance, swallowing the thick ball in my throat.What the fuck is happening?
“You look hot,” she purrs.
I pretend the strangled noise that leaves my throat isn’t mine, but she smiles that sweet Summer smile that tells me she heard it. Her expression is all teasing and flirty, making the synapses in my brain fire at random. The only time we’ve been this close was in the locker room shower, and I could barely handle that. But nothing has felt better than having her close enough that if I leaned forward, my lips would capture her perfect ones.
“What?” I squeak. As if it’s the first day of seventh grade, and my balls haven’t dropped yet. I clear my throat and try again. “What?”
“I said you look hot.” I’m still barely registering her words when her hand strokes my ear. I hold in the shiver that racks through my body. “You’re sweating,” she says.
Oh.Oh. That kind of hot.
Maybe it’s because she’s closer to me than she’s ever been and I might combust like a fucking teenager. I feel tongue-tied like she’s somehow paralyzed every muscle in my mouth, stopping me from forming any coherent sentence.
I clear my throat to regain some motor function. “It’s hot in here, like you said.”
“Right.” She smiles, still stroking my ear until my eyes are tempted to flutter shut. She’s found a particularly sensitive erogenous zone, and I’d be content with my life if she did this forever. When she moves closer, I go rigid. Summer’s tits are so close to my face, I feel starved to have my mouth on her sweet skin, but then she shifts towards my ear and whispers, “You wanna get out of here?”
My heart stops beating in my chest. My eyes widen when her brown ones meet mine again. Her face looks so fucking pure I have to use every ounce of self-control to not carry her into a storage closet and fuck that look off her face.
When I go to pull out my wallet so I can carry her over my damn shoulder, she pulls away and sits back on her stool with an apathetic exhale. “Well, what do you think?”
Her nonchalance is a pure contrast to how electric she was a second ago. “About what?”
“Am I still rusty?”
Rusty?
