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Dark red straight hair, mini blue dress, her ribs and delicious thighs on show that instantly make my fingers itch to run over, and I lick my bottom lip as my dick hardens.
Her eyes are closed, her hands up in the air as she dances with what looks like a friend wearing the same dress but light pink, who is taking pictures of the redhead grinning widely.
I want her, fuck me, I really want her.
I look at the people surrounding her and I tense seeing men staring. Doc completely forgotten, I lock my phone and put it in my pocket as I watch the woman dance without a care about who is around her, mesmerizing me.
With my cock wanting to play, I turn off the monitor and grab my keys to my truck which I’m suddenly glad I drove instead of my bike before opening my office door, the base instantly blaring from the dance floor.
Locking my door, I walk to the mouth of the hallway to try and find Red, my eyes going through the throng of people, when a hand clutches my arm, and I look and lock eyes with a brunette looking at me with lust.
She smiles shyly at me before biting her lip as I check her out, her tits spilling out of her dress, and I’m tempted. I am, because she’s clearly easy and would love a hard fuck up against the wall. Unfortunately for her, a certain redhead has caught my attention, and my body is humming for her.
Shrugging off the brunette's grip, making her gasp in shock that her innocent act isn’t working, I walk away from a willing fuck. She tries to grab me again, but I keep walking as my eyes find the beauty who looks even better in person, still dancing without a care around her. Making my way through the drunk patrons before her friend notices me first. She looks at her oblivious friend, then to me, before she grins widely and backs away.
Okay, some friend…
Ignoring her and her weird behavior that makes me for some fucking reason want to snap at her, I gently take Red's hips and pull her back into me. She tenses which isn’t a shock but so do I which is.
Electric shocks, that is what I feel touching her, and I swallow hard because fuck, Mama was right with what she said on my wedding day, and that is a hard pill to swallow.
“One day, you are going to meet the girl that consumes you, you are going to meet the one, and this day will come and bite you in the ass because you’ll be full of regret. You won’t be able to divorce Elsie son, not with your dad’s friendship on the line, not without losing your spot in this club because of your dad’s influence.”
I scoffed that day, didn’t believe her, and I was fucking wrong. I don’t know this girl, don’t even know her name yet. Right now, I know she’s mine, and everything just got really fucking complicated because I’m not going to walk away like I should. Instead, I lean down and whisper against her ear, “Dance with me, beautiful?”
She shivers, making me want to pound my chest like a caveman at her reaction to my voice. Gently, I move my hands from her hips and slowly glide them around her waist, holding her close to me as I begin to move slowly and against the fast beat.
Red dances with me and slowly lifts her right hand up behind my head holding me as her fingers thread through my short hair sending goosebumps down my spine. While her left goes on my hand and we dance seductively and no I don’t miss the thumbs up her friend just gave her making me smirk before I place my lips on her shoulder, her vanilla scent hitting my senses.
The dance is sexy and hot as fuck, and my cock is ready to bust out of my jeans.
Fuck, I’ve never been this hard before.
I pull Red tighter into me and thrust my hips, rubbing against her ass so she can feel what she does to me and she shivers again, her hand in my hair tightening and for three songs, we don’t change our speed. For three songs, my lust consumes me and the need for her builds and builds until I can’t take it anymore.
I look up and around and see her friend making out with a random, but the beeper attached to her dress takes my notice, confusing me.
Only family get them when they’re in this club. All they have to do is press the red button, and security comes running, so how did… Doc's text comes back to me.
He sent them.
Okay, so I owe the fucker a drink or two.
I look towards where Ace was sitting, and we lock eyes. He grins widely and waggles his brows, making me want to snort, but I hold it in.
I never fucking dance with a girl, and the idiot knows I must really want Red.
Ignoring him, I place my lips against Red's ear, making her shiver again, and I whisper, “So, your place?” as I pull her back on my hard cock.
I can’t take her to the club, and this woman doesn’t seem like the type for a quick fuck in the hallway. Which I don’t want, not with her.
I want her all night long and again in the morning.
I pull Red into me twenty minutes later, before she can walk through her front door, and slam my lips against hers. Fireworks hit me fucking hard, the need to claim her instantly showing me she is my fucking one.
I grip her ass and walk her into the doorframe, pushing her against it as I grind my cock against her, needing the friction.
The fucker is ready to blow, was ready after song two.
