Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“Thanks babes.” Molly says chirpily as she and Lilly clink glasses and down Tequila shots, followed immediately by Jaeger bombs.
"Are you not drinking?" Lilly asks.
"No, I drove." I explain. She nods before gently sipping on the straw in the jug. I can’t help but watch her as her lips gently wrap around it. She looks up through her lashes meeting my gaze and making heat course through me. All I can think of is her looking at me just like that whilst sucking my cock, causing blood to rush south immediately. Damn it. I need to try and control my thoughts more around her.
“So Mr Ellis, care to dance?” Now, I’ve seen her dance and she can move, so this should be good.
“Love to.” She grabs my hand and it’s there again, that electric current pulsing through my body like an untamed wave. She walks toward the dance floor, but even without seeing her face I can tell she feels it to. We move through the packed bodies until we reach the middle of the floor. She tries to keep walking but I pull her back sharply and she collides into my chest where I hold her for a moment, my face just inches from hers. Her breathing accelerates and her pupils dilate. I lower my lips to her ear.
“You look stunning tonight Lilly.” I spin her away from me until both our arms are outstretched, and then pull her back until she has her back pressed against my front, and my arms around her.
“I want you Lilly... badly.” I breathe close to her ear again so that she can hear me over the music. I feel her tremble gently against me. She starts to move her hips to the music and grinds her arse into me in a seductive taunt. I can feel my cock stiffen in response. I remove my arms from around her and place them on her hips. Damn she can move.
She reaches her right arm up and grasps the back of my neck. She leans her head back against my chest, then bows her back, pressing her arse against my crotch. My breath hisses through gritted teeth, Jesus I’ve had lap dances that weren’t this good. I run my hand down her arm and over her waist. I grab her hip and pull her into me firmly, pressing my pelvis and hard on against her.
She turns and faces me. Her eyes are wild in a way I’ve never seen and Christ, it's so fucking hot. She presses her body flush with mine so I can feel every contour of her. She thrusts her pelvis against me on the beat and I exhale sharply at the reaction in my groin. She places one leg between mine and then slowly bends her right leg, running her toe up the outside of my lower leg until the inside of her thigh is near my hip. Why is that such a turn on?
She places her cheek against mine and whispers close to my ear. “You’re used to getting what you want Theo.” It’s a statement of fact. “But didn’t anybody ever tell you... you can’t always have what you want. Life doesn’t work that way.” Her voice is so cultured, yet slightly husky. It’s sex and seduction that sends shivers down my spine. Now I’m the one panting. She drives me crazy. Never have I been driven to such lengths by anyone. She turns again so she’s facing away from me and then shocks me by dropping to the floor and then slowly rising back up, she then abruptly grinds her arse into my crotch as she bends over in front of me. Fuck, she’s killing me here. She turns and slowly circles me, tracing the collar of my shirt with her index finger. Her touch leaves tingles in its wake. When she's stood behind me she wraps her arms around me, placing one hand on my chest and the other on my stomach, lightly tracing her nails over my abs through the thin material of my shirt. Shit, where has this woman been all my life?! I know exactly what she's doing, trying to flaunt what she thinks I can't have. Little does she know. I turn and grab her around the waist, pulling her to me. My turn.
Chapter 6 – Lilly
I stand face to face with the enticing creature that is Theodore Ellis. The bass of the music vibrates through me. I am horribly drunk and I know that I’m behaving outrageously, but I’m enjoying my high. His presence makes my head swim and his touch makes my body burn. His left arm is around me, holding me like a vice. His erection presses against my stomach. My effect on him boosts my confidence to whole new levels, add into the mix an obscene amount of alcohol and hey presto… suddenly I think I am the definition of sex.