Damn, she looks hot.
But that’s not new news. This woman looks hot in her cute little pyjamas. In a tank top and shorts. She was wearing a fucking cat onesie earlier today, of all things, and she was adorable. In her rugby gear she makes me swoon, even with her scrum cap on. Especially with her scrum cap on. Ugh, I have issues. She has me sucked in.
But tonight, there’s an air about her. She’s radiating some kind of sensual energy that I can’t quite put my finger on. It goes beyond the way she’s done her makeup, with her smoky eyes and her glossy red lips that I can imagine wrapped around my cock… in fact, there’s nothing I’d like more than to see that red tint smeared all over it. It’s not just her outfit that’s leaving me weak. Or the heels, which I haven’t seen her in before, tilting her calves in a way that makes my cock twitch.
My mouth goes dry as she spins on her heel, giving us a slow, tantalizing view of her body. The urge to peel that dress off her and run my hands over every inch of her smooth skin is almost overwhelming.
“Well?” She arches a brow, her plump lips curving into a teasing smirk. “Are we going or what?”
“Going where?” Noah croaks out, his eyes glued to the sway of her hips, as if he’s forgotten the evening’s plans. I can’t really blame him for this onset of amnesia.
Dylan laughs, the sound like velvet and sin. “Weren’t you boys taking me out for drinks tonight?”
Oh right, drinks. How could I forget? We’d suggested a workout, but Dylan had other plans which involved getting us to show her one of the latest cocktail spots.
Dylan sidles up to me, her perfume invading my senses, and slides a hand down my chest. “You’re not getting cold feet now, are you, Jayden?”
My heart kicks into overdrive as her fingers brush over my abdomen, making my muscles twitch. “Never.”
Our gazes lock, and the heat in her eyes promises that tonight will be a night to remember.
My body tightens in anticipation.
Dylan smiles, slow and predatory, fully aware of the effect she has on me. “Good. Then take me out for a night on the town, boys.”
She spins on her heel again, grabbing her clutch from the table, and strides out the front door.
The rest of us scramble to follow, tripping over ourselves in our haste.
Tonight is going to be fun.
We pile into Noah’s SUV, Dylan sliding into the middle seat between me and Killian. As Noah starts the engine and pulls out onto the road, she rests a hand on my thigh, her fingers dancing teasingly over the inseam of my jeans.
My muscles tense, heat pooling low in my gut.
Her touch is casual, almost innocent, but the glint in her eyes tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing.
Dylan leans in close, her breath warm against my ear. “You look tense, Jayden. Do I make you nervous?”
A shudder runs down my spine at the husky note in her voice. I turn my head to find her gaze locked on my mouth, her pink tongue darting out to wet her already glossy lips.
“Should I be nervous?” My own voice comes out rough with want.
“Not yet.” She winks. “The night is still young.”
Dylan shifts closer until our thighs are pressed together, and her hand slides higher up my leg.
My hips jerk in response, my cock straining against the zipper of my jeans.
Noah glances over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing at the intimate position we’re in. “Hey, no touching until we get to the bar. I don’t want you two distracting me while I’m driving.”
Dylan pouts but removes her hand, much to my disappointment. “You’re no fun at all, Noah.”
“The fun hasn’t even started yet,” he retorts with a smirk. “But we’ll get there faster if you keep your hands to yourself for the next ten minutes.”
Dylan huffs but settles back into her seat, the warmth of her body still seeping into mine. The anticipation for what’s to come buzzes through my veins, setting my blood on fire.
Tonight is definitely going to be a night to remember.