STEP-DADDY MINE

CLUMSY AND DESPERATE

ELLA

Seeing him up close made his features clearer and even more delightful. I couldn’t see his eyes from across the room before, but with how close he was standing, I got a better look at them. And the brown, almost gold pair dazzled under the strobes of disco light.

His skin, a slightly darker shade of brown, shone as it peeked out from underneath his barely buttoned shirt, and not to be a total simp, but the man was beautiful. Too beautiful to be real with his neatly trimmed stubble, almond-shaped eyes and thick brows that added definition to the insane proportions of his face. I was itching to run my fingers along his jawline, if only to see how sharp it was.

“Nope.”

“No. Definitely not interrupting anything,” Jane and her twin both replied simultaneously, effectively removing their bodies from me.

“You can have her; she’s all yours. She’s single. Very, very single. She’s twenty-four, not a minor, so no worries there.” Jana supplied him with information that he didn’t even ask for.

“And oh, she’s a good kisser. Very great. Speaking from experience,” Jane added, pushing me towards him.

I turned to glare at both girls. “What the hell?” I mouthed as they waved and smiled, backing away and into the sea of bodies on the dance floor.”

“I…” I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Your friends are interesting,” he chuckled, taking a swig of his drink.

“Yeah, that’s one way to put it, I guess.”

“Hope you don’t mind that I ruined your time with them? I couldn't keep my eyes off of you from the minute you stepped on the dance floor. The way you moved, it was electric.”

A blush crept up my cheek that I quickly pushed back. “Thank you, I guess. I didn’t really think anyone would be looking.”

“Yeah, you seemed lost in your head. It felt like you needed a distraction from something.”

“You could say that. What about you? Why are you out here, over here talking to me? I know it’s not because you’re looking for a nice chitchat.”

He smiled at that, nodding towards the bar, and I let him lead me off the dance floor with his hands on my lower back.

“Well, you could say I was looking for a distraction too, and I might’ve found the perfect one.” He placed his empty glass on the counter, with a tilt in his head as he fully faced me now.

“And I’m guessing that distraction is me?”

“Yeah, you forgot to add perfect.”

“You don’t need to flatter me… What’s your name?” I asked because I mean. If I were going to spend my night with him, I should at least know his name. Which was crazy, though, because a few moments ago I was hellbent on not hooking up, but I have this really insanely attractive man before me. Wouldn’t I be a fool to pass up a chance with him?

“Quentin,” he replied, smiling as he took my hand. “What’s yours?”

“Ella,” I responded, feeling a flutter in my stomach as he brought my hand to his mouth.

“Sexy and charming. I like it,” he complimented, gently kissing my hand.

I was charmed by his little gestures that probably wouldn’t mean much to others, but it was rare these days to find guys with such charming manners. My ex was a turd, and I still wonder how I ended up dating someone like him in the first place. Quentin and I made small talk as he ordered another drink for us, which this time I opted for something non-alcoholic.

“Do you mind if we take this elsewhere?” He eventually asked, and I almost breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thought you’d never ask,” I replied, smiling. Perhaps I shouldn’t have agreed so easily, but I was done being cautious.

“I didn’t want to come off too desperate,” he responded.

“I mean, I wouldn’t oppose you being a little desperate for me.”

He smirked, nodding as he paid the bartender for our drinks along with the drinks I had with Jana and Jane. We walked out of the club with his hands on my lower back. I tried to ignore the heat spreading through my body from his touch as he guided me to his sleek black car that definitely cost more than my existence.

The shift in the energy in the surrounding air was instantaneous as we got into the car; you could feel the charged tension between us so thick that one could cut through it with a knife. There was something about being in the presence of this hot stranger that made my body heat up. I couldn’t decide if it was due to the way he carried himself or just his aura. But it was palpable, and I wanted to bite into it.

It was obvious Quentin felt it too. The hunger in his eyes wasn’t amiss when he cast a glance my way as he ignited the car. “The hotel isn’t far…”

He barely got the rest of his sentence out when I crossed over the car console and pounced on him. I’m not sure what came over me, but the thought of waiting until we got to the hotel made me uneasy. I wanted him, and I wanted him now. My lips met his in a fierce, hungry kiss, and it didn’t take long for him to dominate. Every cell in my body came alight as he took charge, plunging his tongue deep in my mouth as he showed me just how hungry he was for me.

I was off my seat in a matter of seconds, taking position as I rode his lap. One hand gripped my hair while the other roamed my body with curiosity, spreading heat everywhere it touched. Our breathing came in heavy pants as we eventually broke the kiss. “Fvck!” Quentin groaned, shifting as he pushed his very obvious, very hard erection against me, and I couldn’t help the way my hips rolled down to grind on him.

“This is unlike me…” I felt the need to point out as I rocked against him, my mind hazed with lust. “But waiting until the hotel sounds so painful. I need you, now, here, right now.” His hands gripped my arse at my declaration, dragging me tighter against his body.

“You feel that?” He quizzed with a grunt, grinding his very obvious hard-on against me. “I’ll combust before we make it out of here. I want you just as bad, baby.” I hated the nickname ‘baby’, yet for some reason, hearing it from him made me swoon.

I rolled my hips in a slow and deliberate motion, grinding down on him. “I feel everything, and I want you inside me,” I replied with a breathy moan.

He groaned as if in pain seconds before taking my lips captive, while his hand worked my dress up around my waist. I arched up as one of his hands slid behind me to unzip his pants. Every minute was a combination of clumsy and desperate, but I didn’t care. It was perfect because this was the reprieve I needed. One night of passion and a stranger I’d never see again.

My panties were pushed aside, and I felt the drag of his fingers through the slick heat of my hole. “So fVcking wet,” he grunted, pushing two fingers inside me.

“Fvck me,” I moaned, as I reached between us for his erection because I wasn’t really in the mood for foreplay. I needed to feel his weight inside me, or I would burst into flame.

I made a quick motion of lifting my hips as he lined himself up, and I sank onto his c0ck in one slow, unbearable stretch that left me gasping as my breath hitched.

F*ck! I knew he was thick, but holy hell. This was a d**k I’d remember in the days to come.