Page 50 of Sext Me, Baby
I look around some more, searching for a man on his phone, but almost everyone has a cell in their hands.
Ian:
Sara, get your sweet ass out on that dance floor.
Sara:
Bossy.
Ian:
You love it.
Sara:
Maybe ??
And because Idolove it, I obey and wade into the throng of dancers.
Ian:
Good girl. Now dance like you can feel my hands on your body.
Ian:
Show me how you’re going to look in my bed later.
Letting the music flow through me, I start to dance seductively, my hands roving down my curves and back up again. My fingers plow into my long hair, lifting the tresses from my shoulders when I notice a man staring at me with heat in his eyes from across the room.
It’s Will.
For the briefest of moments, excitement rushes through me at seeing him…until I realize that both of the men I’ve been talking to arein the same room.
Shit, shit, shit.I spin away from him and quickly type out a text to Ian as I head in the opposite direction from my coffee shop admirer.
Sara:
Will is here! He saw me.
Sara:
I’m sorry, I have to leave.
I make it off the dance floor and weave through the tables until I get to an exterior wall and follow that towards the exit. When I reach a shadowed corner, a pair of arms band around me from behind. I’m just about to throw an elbow into the guy’s ribs when he says three words close to my ear that stops me.
“It’s me, babygirl.”
“Oh thank God,Ian.” I start to turn around, but his hold on me tightens.
“Don’t turn around. Let me hold you like this for a minute. I’ve been dreaming of this way too long.”
I sigh in contentment as he pulls me back against the planes of his hard chest…and hardcock. Lord have mercy, that thing is monstrous. And I mean that in the best of ways. Suddenly, I want to leave for a whole new reason. “Come on, let’s get out of here,” I say.
“I’m not ready just yet. Before we leave, I plan on doing obscene things with you on the dance floor.”
I chuckle and tilt my head to the side as he trails hot kisses up my neck, then places one more on my temple.Temple…oh crap.
“Wait, Ian, I don’t think that’s such a good idea. Will is here and—”
