hands and mouth doing things to my body. I shuddered at the thought. I was pretty sure he would be a God in the sack. He licked his lips and my libido jumped through the roof. He stood and walked over to the bar to get the drinks. I was drawn to his perfect body, observing how superbly his biceps, legs and ass flexed as he moved. My thoughts ran away from me and I found myself fantasizing about how hard his body would feel against me, how well-endowed he was. The flush rose from my neck to my face. I had to rein myself in.
I yelled out , “Put those on my tab, Sarah. Thanks.” Sassy.
She smiled and muttered something I couldn’t quite make out. I’m pretty sure I heard “rich bitch” in there somewhere. I smiled back at her, my widest, most beguiling smile, which earned me a hearty chuckle from Cole. It was a sexy low grumble that rose from deep down in his chest. He handed me my drink and clinked his glass against mine.
“Thank you .” He paused. “I have to say, I am not in the habit of having a beautiful woman buy me a drink.” A hint of displeasure colored his voice.
“Oh, that is so yesterday ,” I interjected. “Women have been liberated for some time now, didn’t you get the notice?”
He leaned back in the chair, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching me as if this was a game for him. His gaze was unwavering and trained on my face, although I did notice the occasional lingering glance on my tits.
“Like what you see?” I asked sardonically.
“Very much so.” His voice was smoldering. Excitement built up in my core.
“Well, Ace , I have had a very bad day and an even worse evening.” I paused. “I’m not looking for romance and flowers and I’m not up for a mind game. I’m a little skittish right now.”
“I understand. What is do you want, Grace?” His expression was focused, serious, his tone warm.
“I’m more in the market for a mindless fuck and you have me all twisted inside. You following me?”
He arched his eyebrow slightly but if he was surprised by my boldness it didn’t show; his gaze remained focused on my face. Apparently, my bold attitude wasn’t unnerving him even a little. Good .
“I am.”
“I don’t want any hurt feelings. I just want us to enjoy each other’s company.”
“I am enjoying your company.”
“ You asked what I want. That is what I want.”
“I like a woman who knows what she wants.”
“Be forewarned, I’m very exacting.”
“I a im to please.” He paused. “I don’t think you would be disappointed.”
We both stared at each other for a long minute, neither willing to break the sexual tension.
“Now, if you would tell me what I need to do to seal the deal, so to speak?”
His voice was so low, so sexy m y heart started beating faster. I felt that inexplicable pull to him again. As if he radiated a silent need I was unconsciously attuned to answering.
“ So, it’s ‘let’s make a deal’?”
“I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.” He looked slowly around the room, his mood light. “But before you say no, take a good long look at me and let me know if you see a man who is easily put off.”
I wasn’t able to look anywhere else. The look on his face had me panting, his determination evident. I shuddered. I was moist and throbbing for his cock, frenzied with the desire to feel him inside me. Trying hard to not let him see my need, I laughed weakly and looked over his shoulder down the length of the bar. Indeed all the single ladies here, and some not so single, would love to be the one he took home. I was sure you could throw in a few men too.
“ Feeling a bit sure of your skills, are you?” I threw at him.
“ Sweetheart, if there is one thing I know you will be smiling. Perhaps a bit sore, but smiling.”
“I like making deals.” I licked my lips in anticipation. “However, the jury is still out on whether you can keep up with me . What are your credentials?”
“I mak e deals that look impossible