He kept my legs pinned to the bed with his large hands, easily keeping me restrained with his vampire strength as I thrashed in his hold.
"One more time for me, baby," he urged as he slowed his tongue, now licking me at a leisurely pace. Every inch...
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My mind is going a million miles a minute as I try to comprehend the events from a few moments ago. I have no idea what just happened. Not that I'm complaining or anything, he just caught me by surprise.
Men don't really notice me.
"Okay," Wanda breaks me from my thoughts. "will someone please explain what just happened?" she raises an eyebrow at Nat and I.
My dad left to the back office to start inventory as soon as James and Steve walked away.
"I'm not sure, but I wouldn't mind seeing that man again." Nat chimes in with a smirk while eyeing Steve from across the restaurant before redirecting her gaze towards me. "James was totally giving you 'fuck me' eyes, babe." she continues.
"Oh my god, He was not!" I blush and look down quickly, scrunching my nose is embarrassment.
"Oh, Cleo, he definitely was." Wanda adds with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
I hide my face with my hands because I'm more than sure that I'm the same shade as a tomato right now. "You guys!" I giggle in an attempt to laugh the embarrassment away.
"You're going to call him right?" Nat squeals, grabbing my hands from my face and forcing me to look at her.
"I don't know, Nat! I think it was more of a professional gesture than anything." I defend.
"Oh please, if anything he was using that as an excuse to give you his number, babe." Wanda retorts while she waves her hand around in the air, dismissing my excuse.
"I agree. He definitely wants you to call him." Nat adds with a devilish smirk.
"Okay... and what about you, misses Rogers?" I mock, giving Nat a knowing smirk in return.
"Mmm..." she hums in thought. "that does have a nice ring to it, huh?" she coos, looking up at the ceiling while tapping her pointer finger to her chin.
I chuckle at her actions. She exudes confidence.Me? Not so much. I've always been more of an introvert. Only ever coming out of my shell when I'm performing, out with the girls or hammered. There is no in between.
"Wanda, are you okay getting home?" Nat asks, pulling me out of my thoughts once again. "I can give you a ride if you need one." she adds.
"No, I'm okay, babe. Vis is picking me up. He should be here any minute now, actually." she says with a small smile, looking towards the entrance.
