Page 76 of Army
She ran her finger down the side of his face. “Frankly, I’m surprised you keep going out with me.”
“I like you,” he said before he kissed her softly on the lips.
“I like you too.”Are you fucking Alma or any of the other women who come around? I hope not, but I’m not that delusional to think you’re not.He had a bevy of women whose sole purpose was to please him and the others in his club, but she refused to ask. Maybe she didn’t want to know, or maybe she didn’t want him to think she was jealous; Mia wasn’t sure, but the one thing shewassure about: she was beyond crazy about Army. She couldn’t imagine not having him in her life. Mia’s body yearned for him, to feel his lips on every part of her.
“You wanna dance?” he asked, breaking through her thoughts.
“Sure.” She clasped his fingers and he escorted her back inside onto the crowded dance floor. He took her into his arms and drew her close, resting her head against his chest.
Mia lifted her head and looked into his smoldering blues. “You do know that we’re slow dancing to Metallica’s ‘The Four Horsemen,’ right?”
“I want to feel all of you when we dance,” he answered.
A shiver ran through her body and she rested her cheek on his chest, feeling hard muscles and heat. The pounding of his heart matched hers, and desire burned in her like a slow fire. She closed her eyes and let him move her body back and forth, his hands skimming over her hips and landing on her backside. Her feelings for him were over the top. He still held her after the song ended, his hands squeezing her butt. While he ground his hard dick against her, he claimed her lips in a kiss that sent need spiraling through her.
“You wanna go to my room?” His words were smothered on her lips as he devoured her mouth.
Ozzy Osborne’s high voice sang out in “Crazy Train” as people bumped into them while they danced frenetically.
Mia pulled back and tugged Army toward the wall. “There’s a good chance we’re going to be trampled.” She nipped his bottom lip. “Let’s go back to my hotel.” A heated shiver of anticipation ran up her spine, and she trembled slightly.
“Are you cold, baby?” he asked.
She shook her head, her caramel-brown hair skimming the bare skin under her crop top. She looked up at him. “No.”
Army must have seen the gleam of desire in her eyes, for his own eyes darkened as well. As he caressed a finger down the side of her face, the heat from his touch added to the fire already burning inside her. “Let’s go,” he rasped, breaking away and taking hold of her elbow.
As Army led her out of the club, Mia noticed that the party was getting wilder and raunchier, and a lot of men and women staggered around the room, trying to keep their balance. She leaned into Army, and he draped his arm over her shoulder as they made their way to the car.
