The Bad Boys' Virgin Temptress(4)

Biting her bottom lip to stifle her moan, she began to play with the hair at the base of Noah’s neck.

“You look hot,” Drew said. “Look at his eyes. Noah wants to be inside you, baby.”

Cheryl couldn’t believe how blatant Drew was being. She never expected to respond so quickly to his attention. A pool of heat began to gather between her thighs, making her realise how closely they danced together.

The music zoned out, and the only thing she could hear was the sound of their heavy breathing.

Every now and then dancers bumped them, but she didn’t care. Every bump of a body drove the men closer to her.

She knew taking on Drew and Noah was probably the worst idea she could have. Their reputation was well known by everyone in town. Most of the women who fell into their bed usually ended up getting their hearts broken. She had no such ideas. Tonight would be about complete, utter abandon, the start of her new life that her mother had asked her to live.

The song ended, and they helped her over to a free booth. Drew ordered a couple of beers and then sat beside her. Noah sat on her left while Drew occupied her right. None of them spoke as the bartender bought their beers over to them. She gave the girl a smile before turning her attention back to the two men in the booth with her. From their corner she couldn’t see anything else that was going on in the bar. Both men took over all of her senses. She couldn’t think straight, and that was exactly how she wanted it to be.

Noah took a curl of her hair and began to wrap it around his finger. “Your hair is so soft and silky. I can imagine it sliding over my body as I fuck you.”

This is what she wanted. She wanted to hear the coarse language and to be more than her mother’s caregiver.

“Is that why you came to The Dugout? To be with us?” Drew asked.

Closing her eyes, she tried to still her rapidly beating heart. Cheryl nodded her head and gasped as Noah placed his hand on the inside of her left leg. Opening her eyes, she stared at him in wonder.

Is this how easy it is to get a man to want you?

She nodded her head again at Drew’s question while she kept her gaze on Noah. His stare was hypnotic. It was like he was taking her on a sensuous journey of pleasure, every touch merely a teaser of what he could do if she let him.





Chapter Two

Noah kept his gaze on Cheryl, never once looking away. He wanted her so bad, and the need to bend her over the table and to wipe every memory of all of her other lovers off her mind was strong inside him. Caressing the inside of her leg, slowly inch by inch he moved up until his fingertips were lightly touching her jean-covered pussy. He mourned at her choice of clothing. A skirt would have made touching her much easier. Still, her ass looked great in the tight material.

Drew kept trying to grab his attention, but Noah refused to turn away from the intensity of her gaze. Her grey eyes held him captive as they had done for a few years now. He would never compare her to any other woman. When he was in her company, the world stood still. Noah had to fight to keep his composure around her. He didn’t understand the power she possessed. Women meant nothing to him. They were only a means to slake his lust for the period of time that they were required, whereas Cheryl always managed to get inside his head and taunt him. The things he wanted to do to her, he should be locked up for.

The heat inside the bar was growing with every passing second. Noah turned away from her gaze to grab his beer. He needed to cool down. The overwhelming need he had for her was turning into a desperation he couldn’t control.

He saw her hand shaking as she reached to get her own bottle of beer. He felt better knowing she was as affected by their closeness as he was.

“Do you want to leave?” Drew asked.

“Not yet, Drew. Let’s stay and dance a little.” Noah knew she would break if they pushed too soon. She wanted to be with them, but how far would she go until it became too terrifying?

They needed to wait it out. If she chose to go home with them at the end of the night then that was how it would play out. They would never force her to make a quick decision. Noah and Drew both wanted her. Their intention was to give her pleasure, not scare her away from them All Noah wanted was for her to be comfortable in his presence.

When they finished their beers, Drew took the lead onto the dance floor. Noah moved behind her this time, touching her body, running his hands up and down her exposed belly. Watching Drew and the way he looked at Cheryl as he danced close to her body was making Noah’s dick ache. He didn’t find his friend sexually appealing, but there was something about watching a guy fuck a woman. Noah loved to watch, and he had found the right partner in his lifelong friend.