Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

He's hard.

Not exactly unusual with the way we're dancing, but still… he's over the thought of making me come—

Because my body is pressed against his—

Damn, I'm hot everywhere.

He brings his hand to the back of my head and undoes my bun. My locks fall over my shoulder.

My hair is going to be a mess tomorrow.

But I don't care.

His voice is loud enough someone else could hear, even with the booming remix. "I want to make you come, because I want to see what those gorgeous brown eyes look like filled with pleasure." His lips brush against my ear.

Against my neck.

He's still moving in time with the beat.

He's still holding my body against his.

Fuck, Joel is really good at this. Between his touch and his words and my three drinks, I'm letting go of every one of my inhibitions.

"I want to feel your cunt pulsing around my fingers." He drags his lips over my neck. "I want to hear your groans in my ears."

Fuck, I'm on fire.

"But only if I can feel how badly you want me." He plants a hard kiss on my neck.

Heat spreads out to my fingers and toes. Despite all my goals to shake off Bella Chase, cautious stick in the mud, she's there, whispering in my ear that I'm out of my mind.

I look back at Joel. "You barely know me."

"Tell me something about you."

"Anything?"

He nods.

I reach for something that won't make me think about Dad. Or Anne. Or law school. Okay. That works. "Don't laugh. But I love Harry Potter."

He smiles. "The books or the movies?"

"Both. But the books first. I love to read." I grind my body against his. The song transitions into the next. I can't quite catch the beat, but Joel manages to guide me through it. "It's the only time I really relax."

"I get that."

"It's your turn. Tell me something about you."

"I do surf." He drags his lips up my neck and over my ear. "But it's been a while."

"You love it?"

He nods. "You can't be someplace else when you surf. You have to be there, in that moment. Same thing as when I…" He drops his voice to a whisper. "You can have shit sex, where you're zoning out. But I don't do that. I don't fuck someone unless I'm sure I can be there, reveling in every second of pleasure that spreads across her face."

My sex clenches.

The man has a mouth.