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The band started playing a slow song, and she found herself being pulled out of her chair by Blake. She followed him to the floor, trying to ignore how good it felt to be wrapped in his strong arms.
“Tired of sharing you with my teammates,” he grumbled.
She gave him a breathy laugh. “We were just talking.”
“They’re monopolizing you.”
She pulled away at his grumpy tone, about to tease him and tell him he sounded like Victor, but when she saw his frown, she realized he was being sincere.
Erika decided her best response was to change the subject. “Thank you for inviting me tonight. It’s been a lot of fun.”
His frown lines faded, replaced with a smile. “Thank you for coming. I know it was last-minute.”
Blake’s hand stroked up and down her back a few times before stopping at the nape of her neck, his large hand lightly gripping her there. He’d held her that way a few times now, and every single time, her body responded to it the same way. Her nipples budding, her pussy clenching, her stomach fluttering.
She wrapped her arms around his waist more tightly, resting the side of her head on his chest, slowly swaying to the band’s cover of Justin Bieber’s “Anyone.” While Erika had never succumbed to Bieber fever, she really did like this song.
Blake placed a kiss on the side of her head. In her mind, she kept trying to tell herself it was a perfectly friendly, platonic kiss, but her body was interpreting it in a much different way.
Erika smiled when he started humming along to the song. He tried to sing a bit of the chorus but messed up the words. She tilted her head back to look at him. “You realize the words aren’t that complicated.”
Blake chuckled. “Maybe not, but it’s not ‘Enter Sandman’ either. I can scream-sing every word of that song.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’ve seen that performance before. Not interested in an encore.” One night after pizza, the guys started scrolling through Tank’s workout playlist while playing a drinking game. As if they’d planned it, the second that song came on, every Rays player broke out singing, playing air electric guitars and drums and swinging their heads around like lunatics. It was hilarious, but it sure as shit didn’t make Erika like the song any better.
They continued swaying to the slow song, Blake’s hands exploring with reckless abandon, caressing her back, gripping her waist, stroking her hair. It was the most tactile dance of her life, and it was wreaking havoc on her willpower…and her libido.
When the song ended, she wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or depressed because Blake released her, clasping hands with her to lead her back to the table. They hung out for a little while longer, chatting with Preston and Coulton, as Tank and his dates did a sexy three-way bump and grind on the dance floor.
“Had enough?” Blake asked, leaning close.
She nodded.
The two of them said their goodbyes, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they waited for the valet to bring the car.
Once they were tucked into his Audi, the heater blasting warm air on high, Erika twisted to look at Blake. “Is Tank planning on sleeping with both those women tonight?”
Blake glanced her direction, grinning. “Yes.”
The answer was too simple, and Blake knew it. Just like she knew he was trying to get a rise out of her.
“Fine,” she finally snapped. “I’ll bite. How exactly does that work?”
Blake chuckled. “The usual way, but with three bodies in the bed. You have to understand that Lara and Emily are into each other as well. So while Tank will definitely fuck both of them, the women will be enjoying each other at the same time.”
Erika frowned. “Have you…ever…”
Blake didn’t bother to hold back his loud laughter. “Good God, no. But I like that you think I’m a big enough stud to pull it off.”
She snorted.
“I don’t share, Erik. When I’m with a woman, I want all her focus on me because she can be damn sure all my focus will be on her.”
Erika recalled the night of his “lesson.” None of her past boyfriends had ever been so in tune with her body, her needs, her desires. Blake had proven himself to be a master when it came to the female body, but more than that, he’d been an expert on hers, specifically.
“So are you going to keep seeing Doug?” Blake asked.
He had a way of saying Doug’s name, drawing it out, that made it sound like the name itself was the most ridiculous one he’d ever heard.
