Wicked chance - Chapter 18

The chemistry between them was palpable, nearly crackling in the air as he leaned across the table, his eyes locked on hers. Jasmine felt her pulse quicken, heat radiating through her veins as his fingers trailed along her bare arm. Her nipples tightened beneath the silky fabric of her dress, and a shiver of anticipation danced down her spine.

She could feel the dampness begin to gather between her thighs, and it took every ounce of control she possessed not to reach down and touch herself right there in the middle of the crowded bar.

"Let's go back to my place sweetie!," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of the music.

She didn't need to say anything more; he seemed to understand the urgency of her desire, a fierce hunger burning in his eyes as he stood up and followed her out of the bar. The cool night air enveloped them as they stumbled out onto the dimly lit street, their bodies mere inches apart. Jasmine's breath hitched in her throat as he reached for her, his strong arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her close.