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That he was going to be mine.
The inside of the nightclub was dimly lit, so I couldn’t get a good look at him while he was standing at the bar, but his broad shoulders and the way he carried himself told me more than enough—that he was exactly my type. What sealed the deal for me was seeing him outside under the light of the back door.
His dark brown hair was long on top and buzzed shorter on the sides, with subtle caramel streaks throughout. He styled it spiked upwards, and I couldn’t resist the temptation to run my fingers through it to feel his soft-looking strands. Light stubble along his strong-cut jaw gave him a masculine appearance, and his eyes—oh, his eyes.
They were an enchanting tricolored heterochromatic mix of blue, green, and brown. When our eyes locked, I found it difficult to tear my gaze from his. Staring into his eyes was like diving into an ocean; he could drown me at any given second.
Fingers were snapping in front of my face, coming from an overly-annoyed and bitchy woman—Diane. I was about to snap in her face if she didn’t remove her fingers from in front of mine.
“If you are done daydreaming, we have customers who need drinks.” She snapped at me, and it took all of my restraint not to take the closest sharp object and stab her with it. I hated doing these undercover jobs, especially when they involved being bossed around by someone like her.
Gritting my teeth, I picked up my flat bar, slid it into the sweatband around my arm, and worked my way down the bar of thirsty patrons.
One hour.
That was all I needed.
The last hour of serving drinks flew by faster than I had anticipated because after what only felt like minutes, I looked over and saw my eye candy of a man leaning on the bar counter with his forearms. Atlas. His eyes roamed up and down my body, and already I was starting to feel the heat pooling between my thighs.
His gaze alone set me on fire, and I had been burning since we met out in the alleyway. A shiver went down my spine, and I could feel my core tightening. He had such an effect on me. We were almost done with our assignment here, and I was not going to wait any longer to satisfy my craving for him, knowing I would most likely never see him again after tonight.
“I’m going on break,” I said to no one in particular as I strode out from behind the bar, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and pulling him into the dark hall around the corner. I shoved him up against the wall, and without a second to spare, my mouth crashed onto his, and I let myself get carried away with him. I didn’t let him get a single word in as I felt him return the searing kiss. His hands trailed up and down my sides before he gripped my hips tightly.
His body was hard, and I pressed myself up against him, fisting his shirt in my hands. He tasted better than any man I’ve ever had before, and I was going to consume him entirely. His hand moved to the back of my neck, where his fingers tangled in the loose strands of hair, and he pressed my face into his, deepening our kiss with his tongue. Our kissing was hard and frantic, all tongue and teeth colliding with one another.
Without breaking our kiss, I turned the handle behind his hip and pushed him into the private employee restroom, kicking the door shut behind us and locking it. Not like I would care if someone were to walk in on us, but I wasn’t going to let Diane spoil this moment when she came looking for me again.
“I saw what you just did, and I’m expecting details when you—” Madison's voice dripped with amusement in my ear, and I ripped out my earpiece, throwing it to the floor. I didn't need her ruining this either. I would update her later if I felt like I needed to—probably not, though. The room was dark inside, with an all-black interior from ceiling to floor, a single bathroom stall, and a dim light above the sink.
Grabbing my thighs, he pulled me up his body, and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, the hem of my tight dress rolling up and over my hips with the movement. I then grabbed onto his shoulders as he slammed my back against the door. I let out a moan as my hands slid up the back of his neck, and my fingers tangled in his hair, lightly pulling at the silky strands. They were as soft as I had imagined them, and I couldn’t resist tugging a little harder. He was rough and perfect, just how I liked it. I wasn’t fragile; he couldn’t break me even if he tried.
My skin seared everywhere he touched, and my core ignited when he ground his hips into me. I could feel his rock-hard length through his pants—there was too much clothing between us; I needed him inside me, now. I could feel my underwear soaking in the wetness that he was creating, and I rolled my hips against him, my breaths becoming heavy with desire. More, I needed more.
I bit down on his lip, almost to the point of drawing blood, and he let out a groan, which I immediately captured with my mouth.
I wanted everything of his.
He pressed his body into mine for support, pushing me harder into the door, and released a hand from one of my thighs, sliding it down between us, letting out a curse as he discovered just how wet I was for him. I bit my lip with a grin, staring into his immaculate eyes.
“All of this just for me, sweet thing?” He breathed as his finger slid beneath my underwear and trailed up and down my aching core. Slowly he dipped his finger inside me, and I sucked in a breath, tightening my grip on his hair even more and pressing my forehead against his. Fuck, his finger felt so good inside of me. I could only imagine how magnificent his cock would feel.
One single finger and I was already at his mercy, my body trembling from the pure ecstasy that radiated from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Never has a man had me so wound up to where a single finger could threaten to undo me. A second finger was added, and I bucked against his hand, his thumb joining in and starting to slowly work my clit.
“That’s it, ride my hand.” He murmured, his mouth moving to the crook of my neck, nipping and biting, his hot breath caressing my skin.
I could feel my climax coming as the thread of my pleasure started to spiral and become taught, his thumb pressing harder into me as his fingers curled and stroked inside. I was so close that nothing was stopping me from tipping over the edge.
He continued kissing me, dragging his mouth along my neck, and I tilted my head to the side to give him better access as he sucked and bit the tender skin in all the right and sensitive places.
“Come for me.” His voice vibrated against my skin, and my climax ripped through me. I bit down on his shoulder, moaning into him as he continued to stroke me with his fingers, coaxing out my release, my hands fisting his shirt at his back, almost tearing it apart.
He removed his hand from my dripping core and returned it to my thigh, spinning us around and pressing my ass against the sink, dropping down to his knees in a single fluid movement.
My gaze followed him, eyes widening, my heart hammering in my chest for what I knew was coming next—but all I really wanted was him inside me. Sliding his hands up my thighs, my dress still bunched over my hips, he pulled down my underwear, and I leaned back just enough that he could pull them over my boots and off completely.
“These,” he shoved them into his back pocket with a wolfish grin. “are mine now.”
It wasn’t just my thong that went into his back pocket; a part of me went with it, too. I was his, even if I didn’t want to be. My resolve was cracking. Without a word, I swallowed and nodded as he lifted my leg and placed it over his shoulder, licking his lips.
