Only One Love (Only One 7)

"She is ready to mingle with anyone who isn’t here." He uses his hand to motion the whole room. "She’s off-limits." Julia and Jillian both share a smirk and look down.

I laugh. "Why am I off-limits?" Avoiding looking across the room.

"You just are," he reaffirms, and the waitress comes back over and drops a plate of appetizers in the middle.

"Good to know." I ignore the extra pounding in my chest as I grab my phone off my lap and look over to see him watching me again. His jacket is off, and his button-down shirt is pulled across his chest. His sleeves are rolled up, and you can see the watch on his hand.

He picks up his phone and texts me again, and this time, I look down and see two texts from him.

Wilson: Are you trying to pick me up?

Wilson: Stop staring at me like I’m your next meal.

I laugh at this, and Julia looks over at me. "Funny text?" she teases, and I look at her.

"Eat a chicken wing." I point at the plate, and she throws her head back and laughs. I grab her glass of wine, downing it.

Me: What if I was trying to pick you up? Would you say no?

Me: How am I looking at you?

I start to feel a bit flushed and turn to listen to Julia, Jillian, and Michael talk about I don’t even know what. The truth be told, if I could, I would be over at his table talking to him face-to-face. Instead, I’m here on this side, trying to flirt with him through texts. My phone buzzes, and my hand flies out fast to grab it.

Wilson: Let’s play twenty-one questions.

Me: Fine. Favorite position? Mine would be riding. But then again, I love doggy because you get deeper into me. But I also love missionary when you slam right into me over and over again.

I press send and grab the bottle of wine from the table. Filling my wineglass, I look over at him. When he reads the text, his eyes fly up to mine, and then he puts the phone down, making sure no one is behind him. He shakes his head, smirking at me, and I don’t know if it’s a smirk that it’s on or if the smirk is I know I did you good.

I grab my phone, and I’m about to text him back when his text comes through.

Wilson: As long as your pussy is on my cock, I’ll do whatever position you want. Give head or get your pussy eaten?

My stomach rises, and I swear my body tingles as I read that. I can still feel his mouth on me.

Me: Definitely sitting on your face leaning over sucking your cock. Last time you jerked off? Mine was this afternoon in the shower thinking about your cock.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cooper snaps from in front of me, and my heart sinks. I look up at him and wonder how the fuck I’m going to explain this. "Are you drinking the whole bottle of wine yourself?" I let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Not the whole bottle," I say, pouring another glass. "Just half." I take another gulp. "I’m with my family. What the hell can happen to me?"

Julia puts up her hand. "I’d like to answer the question." I glare at her, and she laughs. "Where is Erika? She is more fun than you." She looks over to Erika who is getting up from her seat and coming over.

"Take my seat," I tell Erika. "I’ve got to go to the bathroom." I grab my phone and turn to walk to the bathroom. I zigzag through the people who are all of a sudden all around our table. I try to look over at him as I pass, but four guys are standing in front, having a conversation. I walk down the hallway past the kitchen, and I’m about to push the door to the ladies' bathroom when a hand goes around my waist, and I’m pulled against someone. My body goes tense until I smell him.

He drags me to the closet at the end of the hallway. Once inside, he closes the door, then pushes my back against it. His hands go flat against the door beside my head, and my hand goes to his waist as we try to see each other in the dark room. The soft light comes from the outside through the window. "This afternoon." His voice comes out in a whisper, and he presses himself against me. His cock is hard as a rock. "When I took a shower." His head comes down, and my breath hitches when I think he’s going to kiss me. My stomach flutters as my hands move from his hips up his chest. The heat is seeping out to my hand. "I pictured you in front of me." He moves his face to the other side, his nose touching mine as he does it. My pussy clenches, thinking about being naked in the shower with him. "My face buried in your pussy." His lips come so close to mine that I can feel his breath on me. "Your leg over my shoulder." He moves his face lower as he trails kisses along my jaw, his tongue coming out after. "But just before you come," he says. "I slide my cock into your hot pussy, and you come right away." I close my eyes and moan softly, gripping his shirt with my hands.