Blindfold

“I'm Damian,” he said.

“Bree.” I gave him just my first name back.

We danced for a few more minutes before I decided I was going to politely excuse myself. I'd head back to my friends, tell them that I'd proven myself and now I wanted to go home. The buzz I'd had was starting to wear off and I just wanted to go home and go to bed before I risked a nasty hangover. As we turned, however, I changed my mind.

There, standing at the railing just a few feet away, was Cade. His face was shadowed, but it was him, and he was watching me. I couldn't see his expression, but it didn't matter. Next to him was a gorgeous blonde with massive amounts of cleavage nearly falling out of her dress. When she put her hand on his arm, I looked back down at Damian and reached for his hands. He looked pleasantly surprised when I put his hands on my hips and moved closer, pressing my body against his. If Cade was going to be here with one of his clients, I was determined that he see me having a good time with some other man. He probably didn't care enough to be jealous, but at least he'd see that I wasn't at home moping over him. I was out with a new guy, putting all of those lessons to good use.

I could feel the sweat trickling down the small of my back. Despite the fans I knew were blowing, the press of bodies generated its own heat. Damian's hands tightened on my hips and pulled me more firmly against him. I saw his head bending towards me and knew what was coming next. This was decision-making time. I could pull away and leave or I could let him kiss me. Kiss him back. See if that turned into more.

I glanced up to where Cade had been. He wasn't there, and neither was the blond.

I tilted my head to meet Damian's kiss. His lips were firm as they came down on mine. The kiss was brief and he didn't even try to make it open-mouth, but it was definitely pleasant. I compared it to Fi

A flare of jealous anger went through me as I thought of what he and that blonde must be doing right now. Had he taken her to a hotel where he'd bend her over the couch and fuck her senseless? Or maybe into the bedroom where he could pay attention to her huge breasts while she was splayed out underneath him? Or, even better, had they not even bothered to leave? If I went back to the restrooms, would I find them fucking there?

I grabbed the front of Damian's shirt and pulled him closer so I could speak into his ear. “Wa

He turned his head, his bright blue eyes lighting up when he saw I was serious. I wondered what he'd do if I reached down and grabbed the front of his pants to find out how much his cock liked that idea.

“Hell yes.” He put his arm around my waist, resting his hand at the small of my back, and we walked towards the closest set of stairs.

When we reached the top, I paused. I needed to let my friends know I was leaving. I wondered what the chances were I'd find them in this crowd, but when I turned towards the bar, they were both still standing there, watching me with wide eyes. It had only been a couple of songs, so I supposed it shouldn't have been that strange they hadn't moved. I smiled at them and gave a little wave. I gestured towards Damian and then pointed to the door. I laughed when Adelle's jaw dropped and Mindy's eyes widened even more. Apparently they hadn't really believed me when I'd told them I could take care of myself. I waited until they had gotten over the shock enough to nod in acknowledgement, and then I took Damian's hand and led him outside.

Chapter 3

We took a cab back to my apartment building rather than the town car Adelle, Mindy and I had arrived in. I knew Adelle wouldn't have minded if we'd taken her car service, but I preferred the cab. The town car seemed a bit pretentious.

Damian had his arm around me in the cab and I leaned against him, but he didn't try to kiss me. I wasn't sure if he was trying to be a gentleman or if he was waiting for me to initiate things, but either way I appreciated it. The cab driver seemed a bit too interested in the amount of leg I was showing and I really didn't want to put on a show for him.

When we reached my apartment building, I glanced at Damian, wondering if he'd make some comment about the neighborhood, but he didn't. Based on the designer clothes he was wearing, he definitely lived in a pricier part of the city, and my dress made it look like I belonged with the rest of the classier set at the club. This place might've been a disappointment.

“My apartment's kind of small.” I felt the need to make the excuse before he even saw it.

He gri

A flutter of arousal went through me. That was good. It probably meant I wouldn't push him away like I had Fi

Probably.

I was so deep in thought that I barely noticed we'd entered the building and had walked past a couple other tenants on our way to the elevator. When the door dinged, I made up my mind. I was going to do this.

I turned towards Damian and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him into the elevator and covering his mouth with mine. I felt surprise stiffen his body for a moment, and then he was kissing me back. This wasn't a hesitant kiss like the one he'd given me at the club. I was taking control of this one. I parted his lips with mine and thrust my tongue between them as I pressed my body so tightly against his that I could feel his cock start to harden. I was just starting to really enjoy the kiss when, suddenly, Damian was torn out of my arms.

My eyes flew open to see a shocked and confused Damian being pulled out of the elevator and shoved back into the lobby. I started to take a step forward when a body entered the elevator, blocking my way. A hand hit the button and the doors started to close.

I looked up into a pair of stormy gray eyes and my stomach flipped.

Cade's eyes flashed as he walked forward, moving me backwards without laying a hand on me until my back was against the wall. He cupped my chin, his grip almost painful. “I meant what I said before. I don't want any other man touching you.” His mouth came down on mine, hard and possessive.

My head told me I should push him away, but my body was already responding. I moaned as his tongue plundered my mouth and my fingers tangled in his curls, tugging at them until he growled. His body pressed against mine and I could feel his thick shaft against my hip. When he raised his head, he kept our bodies together.

“You're mine, Aubree.” He nipped at my bottom lip. “Only mine.”

When he pushed back, I barely stopped myself from protesting. This wasn't real, I told myself. This was some sort of test. It had to be.

Without taking his eyes off of me, he pushed the emergency stop and then crossed that short distance again.

“Mine,” he repeated as he claimed my mouth again.

The moment his lips touched mine, I was gone. It wasn't smart. In fact, it was probably one of the stupidest things I'd ever done, but I couldn't help myself. My body craved his. The need to have him touch me was almost physically painful. I sighed when his hands slid down my sides to cup my ass. I didn't care what happened next, if he was going to simply walk away, having proven that I wanted him but he didn't feel the same or if this was going to keep going until I was coming so hard my eyes rolled back into my head. All I could think about was how his tongue was twisting around mine and how close his hands were to bare flesh.