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We are both letting our attraction consume us. I think I’m tired of fighting it tonight. I think I want to give in to it.
Our eyes are lost in each other, holding each other, refusing to let go. Sweat beads on the back of my neck, a drop gently runs down my skin, tracing its way down my back. I inhale deeply as I see him stand up from afar. Both his fists are clenched at his sides.
He still doesn’t come to me, unsure. Should he fall into my trap?
The guy from earlier comes closer to my back despite my warning. I feel his boiling body against mine. Tucker squints his eyes and moves toward us. My heart races as I watch him move in my direction.
“Get out of here,” I whisper to the guy at my back.
He ignores me and sticks one of his sweaty arms against my shoulder.
Tucker comes up beside us, a crazed look on his face. “Get the hell out of here, man,” he orders the guy who’s been sticking to me. The tone of his voice sends shivers down my spine but I ignore them.
The stranger finally walks away, looking sorry. Tucker continues to stare at me, unmoving. I undulate my hips again, tilting my head to the side.
“Is something bothering you?” I ask.
He moves his arm towards me to pull me to him, and I let him. I don’t run away, I don’t back away, I just press myself against his burning body. Both my hands wrap around the back of his neck, and his press down on my lower back. In one go, he pins my belly to his pelvis. He lets me know that he wants me as much as I want him.
I reach up slowly, bringing my mouth to his ear. “Mmmm,” I purr while pressing myself a little more against his erection. And just with that little sound, I know he understands that tonight, I don’t feel like playing, either. Tonight, I’m all about instinct. I silence the reasonable part of my brain, and he seems to like it.
I feel his fingers tightening a little more against me, digging into my skin.
“You were jealous,” he whispers in my ear in a warm voice.
I nod, digging my nails into his skin in turn. His breath quickens, hitting my hair.
“You too,” I can’t help but point out to him.
His lips press the tender skin of my neck. His light beard grazes my skin in a delicious touch.
“He wanted to fuck you,” he growls.
His tongue licks the drop of sweat that beads just above my breasts. A single stroke of his tongue that makes me understand that he knows perfectly how to use it. My nipples stiffen, and I ask for more. I don’t even hear what he’s saying, as focused as I am on the pink flesh licking my skin.
“But I’ll be the only one to slide into that pretty little body,” he then whispers as his hands move down to my buttocks.
His lips then brush against mine.
I want more. I need more. I let out an over-aroused little growl, which surprises me. I’ve never reacted like this when I want someone, as if I were ready…for anything. With Rafael, however, it was good, he was the man I loved, my first love. So how can my body want Tucker so badly, at this moment? I refuse to dwell on this question because tonight I don’t want to think.
Tucker must be thinking the same thing I am. His lips press mine a little harder. He straightens my chin with his thumb, immobilizing my face in the process. He kisses me hard. His tongue meets mine, ready to conquer my mouth. I’m pushing right back. My own tongue tries to dominate his in turn, and this game seems to please him more. A sound echoes in his chest as my teeth nibble his bottom lip and I gently pull on it. We undulate against each other, his hand remaining on my butt pressing me against him.
It’s hot, but fuck, it’s too good.
I kiss him a little more wildly, my fingers tangling in his hair. But just as I’m thinking that this is perfect, that this is exactly what I need, a muffled noise sounds outside.
Someone screams hysterically where the rest of the party is going on. I pull my head back, looking into Tucker’s eyes.
What’s going on?
“Tucker!” yells TJ at the stairs. “Move your ass!”
He waits a second, eyebrows furrowed, and I’m the first to pull away from him. Other noises reach us. Seriously, what is going on?
“Go ahead,” I order him, but he’s already rushing away.
I don’t waste a second and follow him. Others do the same. The first thing I notice as I leave the chapel is a small group that has gathered about thirty feet away. In the center of the circle, I hear noises, a cracking sound.
