Armani’s pov
As I walked behind her, I couldn’t help it, my eyes kept taking in every inch of her body, drinking it up like the starved man that I indeed was.
The dress she had on had no back, and right there on her back, laid a very large tattoo, which made her appear even hotter than she was back in the club.
I couldn’t believe my luck, that it still felt like I was dreaming even though I could literally see her in front of me right now.
The atmosphere wasn’t loud with music any longer now that we were out of the club, which I was glad about, because that was helping me gather my thoughts some more, something which I was unable to actually do in the club.
When she threw a glance at me from the top of her shoulders, I felt my mouth run dry at once. The look on her face was teasing, like she knew I had been checking her out moments ago, like she knew how much I wanted her right now, like she knows what’s actually going on in my head right now.
Even though I wanted to avert my gaze, I forced myself to hold her gaze, not wanting to seem like some sort of blushing virgin to her.
I had no idea why I’m even out here with her in the first place, why I actually agreed to leave the club with her, knowing damn well that everything about her screams dangerous. But unfortunately, it was a pull which I couldn’t ignore for the life of me, because first and foremost, no woman had ever gotten me flustered like she did in the club, like she was doing to me right now without having to say a thing.
I know women like this are usually not attracted to me. Women who scream confidence and elegance like this, they steer clear of me, and I’ve never really had to conference to ever approach one. The fact that she had been the one to make the first move on him tonight still had me feeling butterflies in my belle, no matter how ridiculous that might sound.
“So, cutie, did you come with a car?” She drawled out, eyes trailing over my body as she spoke. I found myself nodding at once as I scrambled to respond.
“Uh yeah, I did. It’s over t- there.” The last word got stuttered out because she suddenly turned around to press up against me featherlightly, fingers going up to the collar of my shirt at once.
“Is that so?” She hummed out, a smile tugging at her lips as her finger traced the side of my throat. I found myself nodding dumbly as a shiver slid down my spine.
Color flooded my cheeks at how I was currently acting, and wanting to get the attention off me at once, I blurted the next words that came to my head. “What a- about you? Where’s your car?”
She inched even closer to me, making the breath catch in my throat as I felt the softness of her tits press into my chest, as her fingers lightly scratched the back of my head, making a heated flush run through my veins at once.
It was obvious that she knew what she was doing, that she knew what she wanted and that made my blood boil even more.
“I won’t be needing that since you’d be driving me tonight, no?” She finally responded, humming as she regarded me through her lashes and I hastily nodded in response, feeling tongue tied and not knowing what to say in response.
“Y- yeah.” I ended up stuttering in response, face flushing in embarrassment at how I was being such a mess right now while she was still collected as ever. I was usually cocky, aloof and confident when dealing with people, I had learned to master that act to avoid getting picked on after I moved to Los Angeles and knew I had no one to protect me any longer. But somehow, she made those traits disappear from my life at once.
Her hand which had been playing with the end of my curls moved around to cup my jaw, and then her face inched towards mine, narrowing the space between our faces even more and making my heart pound harder as she spoke.
“Let’s head over to my hotel, hm?”
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The car ride wasn’t tense.
It wasn’t awkward.
If it had been any of those, it would have been way better than it being filled with so much sexual tension that it felt like I could choke on it.
After we got into the car, she made it her life mission to tease me– with her words and nothing more, which was more than insane. She had barely laid her hands on me, except when she ran her fingers through my hair which got even harder in my pants.
“I’d jerk you off right now, but we can’t have you crashing this pretty car, now can we?” She murmured on a laugh and despite the words being tinged with degradation, it still managed to get me even hornier, it still managed to make the heat in me increase some more.
When we arrived at the hotel which thankfully wasn’t too far from the club, I was almost bursting out of my skin from excitement and anticipation. I tried to get my shit together and not come off as too easy and desperate before I alighted the car, but as soon as she pushed me into the elevator wall and buried her two hands in my hair to jerk my head backwards, those thoughts flew out my ears at once.
“You’re so damn perfect, where have you been all these while?” She whispered as she kissed up the side of my throat and I felt a tremor wreck through my body when she bit over one of my pounding pulse before sucking the bitten skin into her hot mouth, making a wayward sound spilled past my throat.
“Fuck me, you sound so great already and I haven’t even started with you. How is my luck so perfect tonight?”