Page 24 of By Invitation Only
Ineededwhat he was going to do.
Then he stopped.
“You’re wearing knickers.” It wasn’t a question.
I nodded slowly, still in my lust haze.
“Why?”
My eyes opened.What kind of question was that?“Because I wear panties.” My words came out as a pant. I wanted him to continue the torture on my body.
“But you came to Sensation,” he stated.
I nodded again.
He turned me so I was looking up into his cornflower eyes. “You only came here to serve Trent?”
Again, I nodded.
“What about that bloke Jason?”
I looked down at Booker’s chest. I couldn’t look him in the eyes any longer. How did I tell him that if he hadn’t shown up when he did, I would be with another man? A man who lived in my fantasies nonetheless.
“He’s my celebrity crush,” I confessed.
Booker snickered. “Your celebrity crush? That nutter?”
“Nutter?” I looked back up.
“Jeez, he’s just a pretty boy who can’t please a woman by himself.”
“How would you know?” I challenged.
He smiled. “Honestly, we’ve both tagged some of the same birds, and they’ve told me he doesn’t do the pleasing.”
“Are you jealous?”
He paused for a moment, looking directly into the depths of my soul. “Should I be?”
“No.” I shook my head. I was done playing around. The moment he first pressed his mouth to mine, my body made my decision. Now the rest of me was agreeing. I just hoped it was the right one.
Booker pressed his lips to mine again. The kiss started off slow, building as we tried to convey what we wanted. At that moment, we wanted each other. Tomorrow would be a different day.
“Take your knickers off,” he said against my lips.
“Here?” I asked, and looked around as I pulled my head back. No one was watching us. Savior was probably doing something because everyone was facing in that direction.
“Either you take them off here, or we go upstairs to a room.”
I didn’t care that there was sex all around me. I was new to this, and even though I wanted to let Booker fuck me right here and now, I couldn’t.
“Up—”
Booker grabbed my hand and dragged me through the crowd. I had no idea where we were going or where the stairs were. Before I knew it, we were at the front entrance and hurrying up the stairs. He tried the first door, but it was locked. He tried the second, but it was locked as well.
“Are they all occupied?”
“They better not be or I’m fucking you right here.”
