bounce in her step, and I look over at her and see her beaming.
“Are you excited about going to the Wolf’s Den?” I ask.
She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder and giggles. “Oh girl, you have no idea. You’re going to love it.”
“Have you been there a lot?”
“No, my brother would kill me if he knew I was going here tonight.”
I smile, already having that suspicion. “Then why do you think I’ll love it?” I ask as we get to the front door of the bar.
Gwen reaches over, grabbing the handle and opening the door for me. “Just trust me. You’ll have a good time.”
“Have a good night,” I say for the fifth time in a row. As soon as we walked in, Gwen sat me down at the bar and told me she was going to shoot pool. I can see her from here, and she waves over at me every now and then before going back to her game with a few guys. I thought this was supposed to be a girls’ night, but instead I’m kind of on my own. I say ‘kind of’ because every minute since I’ve been here, men have been coming up to say hello. I’m surprised at the attention, but I’m even more surprised at how fast they get up and leave when I tell them I own the bakery.
I’ve been slowly drinking a beer, not really wanting to get too tipsy on my own. I know Gwen is here, and she seems to know everyone, but I don’t know how much longer I can take this. As I think about getting up, I feel someone else sit down beside me.
“I own the bakery, so go ahead and go.”
“I’m well aware, and I’m not going anywhere.”
At the sound of Dominic’s voice, my body goes soft. It’s like his presence melts everything away, and I’m just a puddle of need. What is going on with me? Every time I’ve thought about him today, I’ve gotten these crazy hot flashes and an ache between my legs. I swear to God, it’s like I’ve been close to cumming all day.
I turn on my bar stool, and when I do he moves as well so my legs are between his, and we are facing one another. He leans in close and squeezes his legs so they’re pushing mine together. I feel some of the ache between my legs lessen. It helps my need slow down, but it also makes it deeper, as if my desire is growing stronger.
This is the first time he’s touched me, and I feel his heat work its way up my legs, into my stomach and to my chest. My whole body is warming from his touch, and I close my eyes, thinking maybe I’ve been drugged.
“Just relax, sweets. I just need to rub on you a little.”
“What?” I ask, shaking my head. I’m foggy, and it feels like I’m floating, but my mind is clear. It’s the craziest thing I’ve ever felt. Like pure pleasure is being rubbed across my skin. I close my eyes again and feel a moan slip past my lips when his hands touch my arms. Feeling his strong arms pull me to him, I come down from the bar stool and stand up with him.
“Come with me, sweets. I need you.”
I open my eyes as he pulls me to the back of the bar. I feel the tingle where our hands are connected, and it’s as if I’m floating behind him. If just his slight touch feels this good, I’ll do anything the man says. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Gwen smiling at me, but I don’t have the ability or the inclination to stop and explain anything to her. I’m too happy to care about anything other than Dominic.
He pulls me through a door. It closes behind us, and I see we are in a dark room. I can’t tell where we are or see much of anything. It’s pitch black and I can’t see my hand in front of my face. Suddenly, I see the silver glow of Dominic's eyes, and while I should be terrified, it calms me. I feel Dominic press me against the wall, and my arms instantly go around his neck. I don’t tell my body to do any of this, it just does it on its own.
“I’ve had enough of watching men talk to you. I have to do something to keep people away