Page 9 of Twisted Lies
This wasn’t me making idle chitchat. It was a fact. In one way or another, Jaxon and I always seemed to end up at the same parties. Tonight was the first time I actually took the time to study his face. Blond and handsome, he was tall, that was for sure, and his toned, golden body told me he hadn’t missed a session with his personal trainer. By his cocky smile, I knew he was all too aware of his good looks.
“Dance with me?” he asked, flashing his teeth, his voice low and sexy.
I arched a brow. “You know how to dance to salsa?”
“Of course,” he said into my ear. “One dance.”
The beat of the music thumped as he looked at me with a question in his eyes while his hands squeezed my hips.
I shrugged.
His hips pressed sensually against mine as he took my arms and placed them over his shoulders. He slid his hands along my back. Sighing, I allowed my body to caress his lean frame, my hips gyrating to the beat, and my body stirred.
Fuck it.
I grabbed a handful of his hair. It was soft to the touch, like silk running through my fingers. Pulling his face down, I ran my tongue against his lips just to test the chemistry, but when he tugged on my lower lip and kissed me hard, everything went from playful flirting to full-throttle fuck mode.
It wasn’t long before my fingers were stroking through his hair as his fingers walked down my back and landed on my backside before squeezing my ass. I tilted my head back, looking at him through my lashes, before leaning forward, the tip of my tongue licking the heated skin of his throat.
The thoughts running through my mind were jumbled, irrational, and downright surprising. I wanted Jaxon more than my next breath. I nibbled and caressed the exposed skin, smiling when he shivered. The control I had over him was absolutely heady.
Jaxon growled as he picked me up and then pushed me against the wall of the club. To feel the desperation of his hands as they caressed me with an edge of trembling neediness was hot as freaking hell. His mouth touched and nipped me like he was a man on a mission. By the time I came up for air, my lips were swollen and my eyes were glazed over.
He didn’t smile. In fact, his eyes were the most serious I’d ever seen.
“I could say a lot of pretty words right now, but they wouldn’t mean shit. I want you.” He slid me down to my feet. “Come home with me tonight.”
I couldn’t keep my hands off him. Spreading out my fingers across his back, I enjoyed the way the sensual heat of his skin seeped into my fingers.
He stared at me with unwavering focus. “Is that a yes?”
I nodded. “Yes,” I whispered.
I could still taste him on my lips. I wanted to have this moment, knowing it would all disappear in the morning. I would walk away then, never to see him again. And that made me want him even more.
Jaxon gestured toward the vigilant hostess who flittered through the club. She practically tripped over her feet trying to get over to him. “Sir?” she asked.
“Tell the valet to bring my car around,” he said briskly before pulling me over to the lounge area where Jade was flirting outrageously with some guy.
I passed her my empty coconut and said bluntly, “I’m leaving.”
“You treat her good.” She stared coldly at Jaxon.
His face tightened. “Always.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You better. I know exactly where to find you.”
They glared at each other. I rolled my eyes. “Guys. You do realize I’m standing right here?” They stared at me blankly. “I can take care of myself.”
“I’m just making sure Jaxon understands you’re like family. No one fucks with my family.” Jade winked at me. “Call Kirby when you’re ready to go home, and he’ll be there ASAP to get you.”
I nodded before Jaxon and I pushed our way through the crowd, heading for the exit. As we walked out into the cold air, an expensive-looking silver car pulled up. The valet stepped out, handed the key to Jaxon, and then opened my door. After I slid in and sank down into the leather seat, we exchanged no words as we pulled away. When he put his hand on my thigh with the promise of things to come, I shoved it away. I wasn’t big on intimate touching.
He frowned. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I smiled slightly. “Just didn’t think tonight would end with me going home with you.”
He smirked. “Don’t worry. I’ll still respect you in the morning.”
