Page 13 of Wildest Desire

As I'm scanning the room, my eyes stop at three girls dancing on the dance floor. There's no way I would forget those legs. My eyes roam upward and see the woman that has been on my mind all day. Lexi Jackson.

She hasn’t seen me, and continues to dance with the girls. Stepping closer, I see her mouth moving, and all I can think about is the way those lips would taste. I’m not able to take my eyes off her. Watching her move to the music is the sexiest thing I’ve seen. That little dress she’s wearing shows off her gorgeous legs. If she were mine, I would never let her leave the house wearing something like that. I don’t want any of the dicks in the place gawking at what will soon be mine.

“Your drink.” Travis nudges me. Not taking my eyes off Lexi, I take the drink from him. “Who are you eyeing up?” I don’t answer him. I keep watching as a guy walks up behind her and puts his hands on her hips. She takes a quick look at him then starts dancing with him. “Fuck me. That woman can dance, and those legs…”

“Stop looking at her,” I say. My tone is sharp and biting and close to a snarl. He doesn’t question me as he moves his eyes away from her.

“I’m just looking. He’s the one touching her.” Travis nudges his head for me to look over to her again.

Drinking my whiskey in one swig, I slam the glass on the bar top and walk over to the dance floor. I tap the guy on the shoulder and shoot him a glare, letting him know I mean for him to take a hike. Without even blinking an eyelash, he leaves. Smart guy. I would have pounded his head in had he tried to fight me for her.

Placing my hand on Lexi’s hip, she stops and slowly turns around. The look on her face can only be described as icy. She's displeased, to say the least.

“You look sexy, but this dress,” I gesture to the tiny thing she's wearing, “You won’t be wearing it again.” There's no way I’m having anyone looking at her the way I am right now.

“Are you following me?” She takes a step back but can’t remove herself from my hands that are firmly placed on her hips.

I pull her closer to me again, making sure there isn’t any space between us. I can smell her perfume, along with a whiff of what must be her strawberry shampoo.

“I’m here with friends,” I say, with a tilt of my head toward the bar. I know Travis is watching me. He's probably thinking I’m finally about to let someone in, but he’s wrong. I won’t let her in. Deep down, I know she's no different.

“Didn’t think you had friends.” She lets her body relax and begins moving to the music with me. “You don’t strike me as the dancing type person,” she says, looking up at me.

“Not only do I know how to dance, I do it well. I’m amazing at many other things, too.” I bring my mouth closer to her ear and I hear her sharp inhale. “Would you like me to show you?” I whisper.

The music changes and the tempo slows down. As the first chords of Train’s Drops of Jupiter start playing, I pull Lexi even closer, placing my hand around her back.

“I don’t have sex with assholes,” Lexi replies, and I can’t help but smile. Licking my lips, I move closer to her.

“Who said I was talking about sex,” I whisper against her lips. Her shivers are all I need to know she’ll be back for more.

With that parting remark, I walk away and join Travis at the bar. He gives me a look, but I say nothing to him.

“You know she’s just rolled her eyes at you,” Travis says.

Ethan– I saw that. I send her a quick message.

I watch her as she takes out her phone and reads the message. She looks up at me, then puts it away before going back to dancing with her friends.

“She’s going to be a handful,” Travis says with a humorous tone.

Turning around to the bartender, I point to my empty glass for a refill. “She will be,” I say downing the drink and asking for another before turning back around to watch her dance. I'm going to make sure that Lexi agrees to what Jackie and I spoke about. Just watching her move to the music, I know I want her.

My phone vibrates in my pocket. Looking at the name flashing, I cancel the call and send Lexi another message.

Ethan– What time are you leaving? I'll take you home.

I wait for her to look at her phone. She's busy dancing with her friends. My eyes move to the group of men looking at her and her friends. Asking the bartender for a refill, I keep an eye on them. I don’t give a shit about the others, but Lexi is mine, and if they touch her, it'll be the last thing they do.

Taking my glass of whiskey, I see Travis walking over to the men. He whispers something to one of them, who looks over at me and leaves the bar. My eyes move back to Lexi, typing on her phone.

Lexi– I can make my own way home!!

Ethan– I’m taking you. End of discussion!!

“What did you say?” I ask Travis as he walks back over.

“I told him that the girl is yours and if he touches her, he might not be walking out of here.” I turn to face him with a smile on my face. “This is the first time I’ve seen you like this over a woman since, ‘the person that shall not be named.’ I’m rooting for you.” He pats my back, but I stay focused on Lexi.

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