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“Your hottie?” her dance partner repeated. His voice was deep and soothing. It sent chills down her spine. She looked over and saw he wore a small smile on the edges of his lips.

Sam gave him a nervous one in return as her heartbeat beat dangerously erratic. “She said it, not me. That’s Wallflower,” she told him, trying to sound normal even though on the inside she was close to freaking out. With a dismissive shrug to help demonstrate how “normal” she felt, Sam, rushed over to Tabby. As soon as she reached the bar her friend handed her a small shot glass filled with a brownish liquid.

“Bottoms up,” Tabby told her and Sam gave her a nervous smile taking the glass. She hoped that whatever it was in the glass would drown out the insecurities that were screaming at her to run to safer waters. They sounded a lot like her father and her ex claiming she was ‘only making a fool of herself.’ Sam knew she was having fun before and she wasn’t ready for the fun to end.

“Thanks…Wallflower,” Sam replied with a small mischievous grin and Tabby looked at her confused then smiled.

“Yeah, that’s me, Wallflower!” Tabby cheered, lifting her drink before downing it. Sam picked up her own and followed suit. It wasn’t like the layered drink from before; this was hot and burned on the way down. She coughed as her eyes watered. “Another,” her friend demanded as she handed her another shot glass. Sam lifted the drink and she felt someone lean in towards her from behind, she turned to see that it was her dancing partner.

“For a wildcat, you don’t seem to be that much of a drinker,” he whispered in her ear with a tone that suggested he was flirting with her instead of being condescending as she first thought. Her heart started racing again and her stomach nearly jumped up through her throat. She downed the drink she was holding with more ease this time and forced a smile on her face as she turned to look at him.

“I make it up in other things,” she replied in an attempt to sound sexy and gave him her best attempt at a flirty smile but instantly regretted it. She must’ve sounded like an idiot. To her surprise, he returned the smile and took a step towards her.

“Oh really and what things would that be exactly?” he asked leaning on the bar giving her a heated look. Sam’s heart raced even faster, her breaths quickened and her blood seemed to have grown impossibly warm.

“Now it wouldn’t be any fun if I told you that now would it,” she said, surprising herself. What the hell is in these drinks? Never in her life had she been so forward. Her breath caught in her throat as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him.

“No, I guess it wouldn’t be,” he answered with a look that no man had ever given her before. Sam’s mouth went dry and she felt close to a cardiac arrest when he lowered his face closer to hers. His lips were about to touch hers when she felt a wave of panic hit her. Sam quickly backed away. It had been nearly five years since she had been with a man but still, this feeling was something else. Her heart raced wildly, she was panting as if she’d just ran a marathon and so hot that she felt she’d burst in flames at any moment.

She looked back up at him nervously and saw that he was still looking at her intently. A blush crossed her cheeks as the feeling of embarrassment ate at her. This weekend was about fun and letting loose, not being her usual cowardly self. “I think I would like to dance some more.”

“Sure,” he replied with a small smile and a nod. As he took her hand a small wave of relief washed over her. Maybe she hadn’t ruined the night after all? Sam’s breath caught in her throat again when he pulled her against him till there was no space between them as they danced. She swallowed nervously as her whole body responded to his closeness. Goosebumps and shivers ran across her, despite the incredible heat that seemed to pool throughout all her body as one of his hands slowly moved along her back to rest on the back of her shoulder.

Once more the entire club seemed to have disappeared as they danced and the longer they danced the more Sam’s body begged to be closer to him, something that terrified her as much as excited her. He suddenly took a hold of her chin for her to look up at him and Sam tried with extreme difficulty to swallow. His face lowered towards hers once more and this time she felt powerless to pull away from him.

He stopped with his lips closely next to hers and Sam’s mind screamed at him to close the distance, but she remained frozen unable to move a single inch. After a few excruciating seconds passed he finally closed the distance between them giving her a soft yet intense kiss. Sam melted against him and if he wasn’t holding her, she probably would’ve collapsed. Desire consumed her like nothing she had ever felt before as she returned the kiss and opened her mouth to deepen their kiss.

The man pressed her against him even more as he explored her mouth with passion. A soft moan escaped her as she held onto his jacket for dear life; she no longer knew what was up or down. Just when she was sure she was going to blackout from lack of oxygen the kiss ended. Sam looked up at him and was surprised by the look of lust upon his face. He gave her a small sexy smile and she felt heat pooled in her abdomen.

They started to dance again; she didn’t even realize they had stopped. He held her up against him tightly with one hand on her upper back while the other cupped her bottom. She had her arms up around his neck with her head resting on his chest. She was enjoying herself, but the turmoil of hormones and unfamiliar wanton desires were frustratingly left her unsatisfied. She had never felt this aroused before in her life. The guy had to be some kind of walking pheromone.

He leaned down towards her once more and she looked at him with curiosity. “Want to go somewhere more private, Wildcat,” he whispered huskily.

Sam just stared at him not sure if she heard him correctly. Did he just seriously ask her that? He wanted to sleep with her? Her?

Sam nibbled her bottom lip, not sure what to say, her body was screaming yes but her rational brain was reminding her that she’d never done anything like that before, she didn’t even know his name! For once in her life, Sam threw rationality to the wind. This trip was about letting loose, besides what could it hurt? Why not do something crazy for once? Tomorrow she was going back to Green River anyway.

“I would love to,” she replied. Her dance partner smiled as if he had just won the lottery and took her by the hand, leading her out of the nightclub. She smiled giddily as he held her tightly in front of him while he hailed a cab, she felt like something precious. He bent down trailing kisses down her neck and she leaned against him with a shiver of anticipation. Her smile grew when she felt the hard proof that he was as turned on as she was. His grip around her waist tightened as she couldn’t stop from pressing her hips back against him. He moaned softly tangling his fingers in with hers and Sam’s smile was so big now it nearly hurt.

He hailed a cab and once they were inside he gave the cab driver an address, pulling her closer to him. He cupped her face with his hand lowering his face towards hers to give her another intense kiss that had Sam unable to think of anything more than what a great kiss it was. She wasn’t sure how they managed to continue the kiss till they reached their destination but when it ended she felt breathless yet again.

****

As they got out, Sam tried not to ignore the sly smile the cab driver gave them. Her partner held out his hand to help her out of the car. Sam took it, unable to believe what she was about to do. She, Samantha Peters, was going to sleep with a guy she just met, a guy whose name she didn’t even know!

The man wrapped his arm around her waist and the other took her hand softly as he guided her into the luxurious hotel. Sam inwardly laughed, noticing he kept at least one hand on her hip at all times. Even to open the hotel door he used only one hand. She was sure he had to be even drunker than she was.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Sam gasped as he pinned her against the wall with his body. “Now where did we leave off,” he said gruffly and she smiled nervously. Another lustful look passed through his face just before he kissed her again, this time it was hungry and insistent. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up against him. His hands ran down her sides and cupped her bottom before he lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tangled her fingers into his soft hair.

Sam kissed him back with all that she had; wanting to make this a memorable night for him as she was sure it was going to be for her. He let a low long moan and wrapped his arms around her pulling her from the wall and towards the bed. She felt heady with arousal as he set her down on the bed. He kissed her neck with soft but persistent kisses as he started removing her dress.

“You’re incredible you know that Wildcat,” he told her as his hands slowly inched his way up her sides making Sam’s body ignite with pleasure in a way that she had only read about in books. Though self-consciousness tried to taint the evening. It was gone as soon as Sam saw the heated look he was giving her. He kissed her again, removing his clothes this time.

Sam ran her hands over the man’s bare chest with the unfamiliar need to touch every part of him. She had never felt the need to touch someone like that before and a playful smile crossed her face as she could hear his breath quicken the lower her hands went. He pulled her against him and kissed her with another ravishing kiss. She couldn’t stop herself from rubbing up against him like a cat in heat. Even though they were up against each other, Sam felt like it wasn’t enough. She had to get closer though she had no idea how it would be possible.

He removed the rest of his clothing and they joined their bodies with a heated passion. It hadn’t been her first time by a long shot but never had her ex made her feel this way in all the times they had made love.