God, she wanted to touch him. To see and to taste. If only he would watch her the way he watched Nina and that guy go at it, as if he were memorizing every movement, absorbing every groan.
What would she do to make his jaw clench that way? Whatcouldshe do?
The guy palmed Nina’s ass and hauled her up and down his cock, eliciting more of her cries. They seemed to fill the room, rising above the noises of the other couples. The guy started swatting her ass, leaving red handprints as he thrust up into her waiting pussy.
Waves of heat washed over Kelly from head-to-toe. She clutched her glass as flames licked between her thighs, arcing sparks into her nipples.
She couldn’t believe how turned-on she was. Between the rampant sexuality all around her and Spencer standing mere feet away,touching himself, she couldn’t think.
She needed to come. And from his restless pulls on his cock, he needed the same thing.
Nina released a long, broken moan and Kelly’s hold on her drink faltered, her fingers slipping from her own sweat.
Shit.
Glass exploded on the polished floor, the sound ricocheting like gunfire. Only the people closest to her noticed, thank God.
Or at least that was what she thought until her gaze connected with Spencer’s. He’d drawn back to stare at her as if he were seeing a ghost.
Shock etched features that a moment ago had been taut with lust and those heavy-lidded, dark eyes burned into hers across the room.
Hey there, Spencer. Remember me?
Awareness hummed between them. His hooded gaze raked her bare, left her shivering and raw.
Exposed.
It was all too much. She’d come here to be with him when she couldn’t even face herself in this place. She couldn’t take those few steps toward him, but she couldn’t turn away.
Her game had gone way too far.
“Jesus, fuck, look at all the glass! I got a piece in my ass!” The giggly blond—not so giggly now—leaped to her feet and glared at Kelly.
At the same moment, Kelly’s phone went off in her purse, launching into a tinny rendition of a popular song.
“Christ, turn that shit off!” Giggly blond’s male friend must not have been a fan of pop music.
Kelly grabbed her shoes. Obviously, she’d overstayed her welcome.
She didn’t stop to slip on her sandals before running through the door.
Just keep moving.
But it was hard to do that when the hall suddenly teemed with people. Where had they all come from?
She waited for a break in the foot traffic to take a step but her dizziness returned. Better and better. She had to get out of there. But her feet refused to work.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to get hold of herself. She could freak out later. Much later, when she was safe in her bed at home.
She fought her way through the crowd, somehow managing to make it to the shadowy end of the hallway. The Emergency Exit loomed ahead. Safety.
But before she reached it, someone drove her up against the wall. Her breath rushed out in a big whoosh as she realized a muscled male body had her pinned.
And not just with his hands. A hard cock pressed against her backside. She went still.
“Don’t think you got what you came for,” he said softly, his voice barely a hot whisper against her ear. “Or do you just like to watch too?”
She’d thought she couldn’t breathe a second ago? Cripes, she’d been positively overoxygenated compared tothis.