Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Falcon slams his last shot down on the counter then looks up at us holding a bottle in his hand. D slaps me on the back as he makes his way over to them. The other girls D invited are gone. He does that for the guys, not so much for himself. I’ve never seen him with a woman even though I know he never lacks pussy. He just prefers to keep that part of his life private.
“You think you can outdrink me?” D says, taking the bottle from Falcon and lining up his own shots.
“Of course I can, I am the master of fuckery.” Echo spits his drink out, laughing as Elicea looks back to me. It’s just us now, usually, no women are left. D sent them all home. Her eyes land on me as she watches me. She doesn’t turn away—she just stares. Not even paying attention to what Falcon’s saying to her. I like that. Pushing myself off the wall, I walk to her and stand directly behind her. She doesn’t move or look back, she stays glued as I breathe her in, careful not to touch her just yet. D slides her over a shot, not worrying about Echo as he has his beer in hand. D cheers her, then they both slam it back.
“You’re gonna dance with me, and no is not an option,” Falcon says, pouring another round of shots. She doesn’t agree, but I have a feeling she’s smiling at him because his eyes flick back to me before he pushes another round. She turns just slightly, looking up to me with the shot in her hand.
“Do you want one?”
Her lips are right there.
Right fucking there.
I want to bite them and lose myself in her lips while my fingers touch her hips, digging in to mark her. Taking the shot from her, I drink it back, all the guys’ eyes on me. Not that I don’t drink, I just don’t do it as often as they would like. She stays looking up at me as I place the shot glass down. She smiles, and I lean forward, my lips whispering on hers. Just the slightest touch because I can’t help myself and I have to fucking taste her. She’s still in surprise but opens her mouth. My tongue darts quickly out, licking her bottom lip to make sure I can fucking taste her before I pull back. She’s breathing heavily, and I just realize I did that in front of all my fucking mates.
Echo whistles loudly as D smirks, before he starts pouring another drink, while Falcon just stares.
“I feel like I need to fuck! Fuck hard,” Echo says standing, his hand reaching for his cock. “You two just turned me on. Go and fuck, would you?”
Elicea freezes as I keep my hands on her. My fingers digging into her hips as she releases a breath. She relaxes when he walks away to get another beer, then Falcon starts handing out shots again.
14
Elicea
His body heat is suffocating me. I can feel him all over me, and he’s only standing behind me with his hands touching my hips. I have to keep on squeezing my legs together and downing the shots Falcon’s passing me—hoping it will help put out the fire between my legs burning red-hot. My head becomes light, and I know I need to stop. Getting drunk with all four of my bosses is not the best idea.
Falcon presses a button and the music turns up louder. He starts swaying his hips as he walks over to where I am on the other side of the table. Creed tenses behind me but releases me as Falcon asks for my hand. Placing mine in his, I don’t say no. Not because I want Falcon, even though he is attractive in every way humanly possible, he just doesn’t make me nervous. Not like Creed does, and I know what I feel for Creed is not common. It scares me. What scares me the most is that we’ve only kissed twice, and I don’t even know him. Yet, he seems to have a pull on me I don’t remember giving him.
Falcon spins me on the spot then dips me as everyone starts clapping. Well, not Creed. Echo cheers loudly while Darby smiles. Lifting me back up, he does it again, spins me out then pulls me back in. It’s playful and fun, but when he dips me again, I see a sinister smile touch his lips, and I know he’s about to do something he probably shouldn’t do. I see his lips coming for me before I can stop them. Turning fast, his lips touch my cheek, and he whispers in my ear laughing. “One, two—”
Before he finishes counting, I’m pulled up and slammed into a very hard body. Those hands wrap around me so I’m encompassed by him, and I immediately know Creed by his smell alone.