A wave of lust comes over me. “Wow, that’s a turn-on.”
She nods. “You’re not the first to tell me that.”
“I want to be the only.” What in the hell did I just say?
She raises her brows. “The only, huh?”
“Yeah.” What the fuck? Am I not in control of my mouth?
Shelli’s lips curve. “I can make that happen.”
Why does that make my stomach turn upside down? I lick my lips free of syrup as our eyes stay locked together. I put my fork in the middle of my plate and walk around the bar. She watches me, her blue eyes getting darker. I come up beside her, taking her by the knee and turning her so her legs are in front of me. “So, are you sure you want to stop singing?”
She looks down at where I’m grabbing her leg, unzipping those naughty fuck-me-stupid boots. “In favor of the Assassins, yes. Don’t get me wrong, I love to sing, but I love hockey more. Plus, I can write and play in my free time.”
I nod as I drop a boot to the floor. “True, but don’t you love performing?”
She shrugs as I grab her sock, tossing it on the floor along with her boot. I take her other boot and unzip it as she says, “By the time I get the team, I’ll be older and done with the performing stuff.”
I drop the boot along with her sock before I hook her leg over my hip, bringing myself in closer, and cup her face in my hand. “Do you want to do another play?”
She swallows hard as she looks up at me. “I don’t know. I didn’t like the play I was in.”
I nod as I move my thumb along her lip, catching some of the syrup she left behind. “I mean, singing to a snowman can get old.”
“Exactly.”
“I don’t think you’re done.”
“No?” she asks, and I notice the breathless tone to her voice.
“No, I think you were born to be onstage.”
She moves her mouth over my thumb, licking the syrup off it. My breath catches as those naughty eyes don’t leave mine. She kisses the tip of my thumb. “You think so?”
“Yeah,” I say as I thread my fingers up into her hair. “I really love to listen to you.”
Her eyes burn into mine, her breathing picking up. “I need to ask you something.”
“Funny, I need to ask you something.”
We smile. “Go first.”
“Stay with me tonight? I don’t want you to leave.”
She moves her hands up my chest and around my neck. “Don’t you have a flight to catch in the morning?”
“Yeah.”
“Won’t I be a distraction?”
“Yeah.”
She grins, and my stomach clenches. My cock is pressing into my slacks, and fuck, I want her. With a sneaky grin, she says, “You won’t hear me say no.”
“Good.” I drop my mouth to hers, unable to hold off anymore before I take what I want. Which is all of her. She tastes sweet as all hell, and when she wraps her other leg around my waist, I can feel the heat of her against me. My fingers bite into her ass as I press into her. If the damn counter weren’t so full, I’d throw her on it and do her right there.
Fuck it.
I push the plates off the counter. As they go crashing to the ground, I lift her and put her sweet ass on there. She smiles against my lips, and I yank at her leggings, needing them off.
“You really hated the plates.”
I pause, pressing my forehead into her chin. “No, I’m sorry. Just really want you, and I wasn’t thinking.”
Her giggles make me harder. “It’s okay.”
I look up at her. “It’s not. I’ll replace them. You’ll just need to show me where to get them. I’ll even buy you something slutty so I can take it off you.”
Her lips turn up. I’m pretty sure I just asked her to take me shopping. Again, a very intimate thing. It’s like I have no control over myself around her. With her eyes dark and naughty, she says, “Slutty, huh?”
I nod, breathless. “Something strappy and see-through, for sure.”
“Crotchless.”
I groan against her mouth. “Well, of course.”
I capture her mouth with mine as she lifts up so I can yank her leggings and panties down. I grab her butt as our tongues tangle together. She moves to the edge of the counter, wrapping her legs around me as she pulls my shirt up and over my body. She tears her mouth from mine, licking down my jaw, my throat, driving me absolutely wild. She sucks on the base of my neck, and my head falls back as I run my fingers down the crack of her ass. Her fingers move up the back of my head, threading through my hair as she nibbles and sucks, making me feel as if my cock will break off from being so goddamn hard. Her mouth feels so good.