“I thought you were on the clock,” she said, throwing his words back at him before glaring at Stella.
“What? You didn’t call dibs,” Stella said defensively. “And he was sitting all by himself, like a sad puppy. I felt obligated to show him a good time. I mean, look at him...he’s a full-course meal. Maybe we can share?”
“Stella, stop embarrassing yourself. He’s not available.”
“Says who? I don’t see a ring on his finger.”
“Says me.”
Was it terrible that he was mildly entertained by the fact that two hot women were bickering over him? Okay, his ego was entertained, but his brain told him to nip everything in the bud before things got out of hand. “All right, all right, it was just some harmless fun. Everyone back to your corners.”
CoCo hit him with an openly cranky look. “Yeah, it looked harmless. Looked to me like you and Stella were about to hump each other’s brains out right here on the dance floor.”
“Oh, please. Like I would do that,” Stella said, bored and irritated at the same time. “And what is your problem? Who shoved the mega-stick up your butt tonight? Prudey CoCo is no fun, whatsoever.” Without waiting for a reply, Stella stalked off, leaving CoCo and Rian amid the dancing crowd.
“You wouldn’t dance with me but you’ll dance with her?” she asked, crossing her arms and glaring.
A grin found him and he didn’t stop it even though he knew it would likely make things worse. “You seemed busy on your own.” And then he reached out and pulled her abruptly into his arms, shocking her. Now, this was a whole new level of bad idea but it felt pretty good. “Is this better?” he asked.
Molded against him CoCo softened a little, and it did something to his insides that he didn’t trust but craved more of. When Stella moved against him, it had felt dirty. But when CoCo did it...it felt like the most incredible thing in the world. His hands framed her hips as they moved together, the music entering his bloodstream like an aphrodisiac, winding around his senses and squeezing in a sensual way that immediately put him on alert.
“I don’t feel right,” he admitted, though everything was beginning to come alive in the most incredible way, from the feel of CoCo in his arms to the epic throb of the music. He growled as lust pounded in his veins and he pulled CoCo more tightly against him. “You’re killing me.”
She drew a sharp breath and lifted her lips, sealing her mouth to his, and he lost all sense of control.
This was all sorts of bad.
And he couldn’t seem to care enough to stop.
* * *
A WILD THRILL raced through CoCo as Rian’s tongue invaded her mouth in a possessive sweep that nearly knocked the strength out of her knees. Good God, he was a good kisser, she thought as he dominated her senses and held her as if the world were coming to an end and they were the last two people on earth. Everything about the moment was surreal and incredibly hot but there was also something vaguely disturbing about it, too. Rian wasn’t acting like himself. Or was he? She wasn’t sure. She couldn’t quite tell. Usually he had a rigid sense of duty that clung to him but right now, he was an overcooked noodle, all loose and easy, which was a nice change but something didn’t feel right. She gripped his face and stared into his eyes. “Are you feeling okay?”
“I can literally feel the music in my bones,” he said with a sense of perplexed wonder. “I don’t think that’s normal. I don’t even like this kind of music but right now, it’s pretty amazing.”
“Did Stella give you something?” she asked, straining to hear Rian amid the din of the music. His hips swiveled in time to the beat and she lost her train of thought for a moment. He had the sexiest moves! She couldn’t help but imagine those hips thrusting against her, penetrating her with the cock that Stella had put her grubby hands on.
Focus, CoCo. If Stella had doped Rian, she’d kill the woman. “Rian, pay attention...did Stella give you something, like a pill?”
He shook his head but the faint troubled frown as he searched his memory gave her a bad feeling. “Her drink. She gave me her drink. Rum and Coke, I think. Why?”