I tossed a few dollars’ tip into the jar, taking a slow sip when my eyes landed on an auburn-haired beauty across the room. The soft, slinky dress she wore left little to the imagination, and I could see all the sexy contours that woman possessed.
I launched across the room on determined strides, my cock already searing the back of my zipper as my eyes roamed up and down her form. She was just approaching what I assumed was her chair when I reached her.
“Didn’t expect later to come so soon,” I cooed at her ear, hooking her elbow with mine and hauling her against me.
“Hudson.” Her hands pressed against the solid wall of my chest. “What are you doing?”
“I need a minute.” My eyes slammed into hers, pulling her a little tighter against me so she could feel just what being with her did to me. It was an instant reaction, our bodies in tune. Even from across the room, I’d been drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
“Okay,” she said breathily, eyes still focused on mine.
I threaded our fingers together and led her out of the crowded room and down a long corridor. I shoved through the first exit door we came across, crisp air hitting our faces and, in my case, fueling the lust. “What the hell are you wearing?”
“What are you talking about?” She cocked her head to the side and inched away from me.
“This?” I plucked at the thin spaghetti strap, barely holding in the heavy weight of her tits. My tits. Mine. “I can see every dip and curve of your body.”
“It’s the only thing that fit,” she replied, crossing her arms, her tits pressing together and bursting out of what was otherwise a modest neckline.
“Christ, you were put on this earth to kill me, weren’t you?” I shrugged out of my coat, putting it over her shoulders and leading her a few steps around the corner of the building so we were completely out of sight of the parking lot. “I would have taken you shopping today. All you had to do was say something.”
“Well, I was a little preoccupied. What are you doing here?”
“I was thinking about you all warm and cozy in your bed until I looked across the room and saw you—and not only saw you, but saw you wearing this.” I leaned in, my breath washing across her neck. “What, do you want every man in that room to know what you look like naked?” Her nipples puckered under the silky fabric. “Mmm.” I plucked at the little nub, enjoying the shudder I elicited. “You do. You’re a kinky little thing, aren’t you?”
My hands slipped down her body, pulling up the silky fabric before my fingertips met heaven.
“I can’t stop replaying last night. The memory of being lost inside you is haunting me.”
Her hands clutched at my shoulder blades. “Oh God, me too.”
“I can’t fucking think straight when you’re in the room, and hell if I want to, Sky.” My lips attached to hers, fingers fumbling at the zipper on my pants before her little hand was fisted around my cock, her thumb working over the pierced ridge and sending bullets of arousal through my veins. In the next instant, she was guiding me into her hot body. I cradled her against the wall, her heels digging into my ass as I slammed into her so hard my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. Everything about the way we connected was intense and all-consuming.
“Oh, Hudson,” she whispered against my neck. “God…”
My hand tightened at her waist, my hips hitting a new position and sending her shuddering and shattering around me. “Fuck, love the feel of you milking my cock, precious. Can’t even think straight around you.”
Watching those ragged little pants wash over her lips, feeling the way her nails dug into my skin and left marks, the pleasure and pain sensation pounded through me. It battered my body until I was emptying every ounce of passion I had in me into her, long and hard. I wanted us fucking melded, bonded, tied in every sense of the word. I had to keep her, had to protect her, had to love her.
Everything about her, I loved, from the flaming red hair to the fiery temper that matched it. This woman was made just for me, and not a thing could tear us apart. “We need to get home.”
“Yeah,” she sighed, chest still heaving.
I smiled deeply, pulling myself out of her body and tucking my dick back in my pants. I straightened her dress, sliding the silk down her thighs and rearranging her hair so she did not look just freshly fucked. As much as I loved that look on her, it wasn’t any other goddamn person’s business. “You’re never allowed to leave the house in this dress again.”
She rolled her eyes before a slow grin curved her lips. “Thanks for rescuing me. That was way more fun.”