Page 68 of Forever Wild
He tastes minty fresh and smells like citrus and leather.
I place one hand on his hard chest and trail it down over hisstomach. I can picture exactly how he looks underneath and my mouth waters at the memory.
He finally lunges for me, wrapping an arm around my waist and tugging me down on top of him. I giggle as he settles me on his lap. His palm drops to my knee and he smiles in a way that is both sweet and sexy.
I drape one arm around his neck and play with the hair at the nape of his neck. He studies me, gaze hot and sinful. We just stare at each other like we’re both trying to decide if we should talk or keep kissing all night long. I could easily get on board with the latter if it weren’t for my friend downstairs. I’ve already been gone long enough that she might be worried.
“I should probably go find Grace and let her know I’m safe soon.”
“Okay.”
“Thanks for bringing me up here.” I glance around, wondering if I’ll ever see it again. “Being the owner has its perks, huh?”
“It did tonight.” His fingers dance higher and I bite the corner of my lip. I don’t want to go yet. Downstairs I know he won’t touch me this freely. But here we have this whole area all to ourselves. Just me and this sexy guy that I can’t get enough of.
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SWEET AND CUDDLY
JACK
“Tell me the truth,” Ev says as we head back downstairs. “How many women have you taken to the owner’s box?”
“Lots,” I say automatically, knowing that isn’t the answer she wants.
The jealous glint in her eyes is proof enough of that, so is the vise-like grip she now has on my hand. I bring our joined hands up to my mouth and kiss the top of her knuckles. “The first time I’ve made someone come on my fingers up there though.”
I can still smell her on me, and goddamn it’s going to be a long night before I can get my hands on her again like I want.
“I’m going to choose to believe that.” She stops trying to break my hand, but the jealous glint stays. Fine by me, she’s sexy as fuck.
She wore that skimpy little dress to make me lose my mind, like I wasn’t already there. If she only knew how badly I want her all the fucking time. She doesn’t need to do a damn thingfor my benefit. It’s just her that makes me wild. Every little fucking thing.
“Hey, there you are!” Grace yells and hugs Everly when we find her on the dance floor. “Where were you?”
“Upstairs,” Everly says vaguely.
“Did you grab a table?” Grace fans her face. “I need a break.”
“Go ahead. I’ll grab us some more drinks,” I say, untangling my fingers from Ev’s and placing my hand on her lower back. She leans into me.
“How will you find us?”
“I’ll find you,” I assure her. I seem to have a radar specifically honed in on her.
I grab a bottle of champagne and glasses from the bar. As expected, I have no problem finding Everly. She, Grace, and Lane are seated on a couch in the VIP section and across from them are two guys and another girl they must know because they’re talking animatedly.
Everly looks up when I get to the top of the steps. A slow smile spreads across her face, and she crosses her legs in a way that has me wondering if her thoughts are still upstairs in the private box as well or on the fact her panties are in my pocket.
I take a seat next to her, pour a glass of champagne for her, then for Grace and Lane.
“You’re not drinking?” she asks.
“Not tonight.”
She looks like she wants to ask more, but then one of the guys on the couch across from us calls her name.
I glare at the guy as she glances over at him.
