Burned (Devil's Blaze MC, #2)(103)

He moves my hair over my one shoulder. I can feel his warm breath on my ear. "You having a good time tonight?" His voice has a deep rasp to it that goes straight to my panties. I glance over my shoulder to see the face behind the sexy voice. What I notice first is the full set of kissable lips, then I see his eyes. His eyes don’t disappoint, they are a green with rim of hazel around the edge, surrounded by thick lashes. Yes, eyes are my weakness.

He gets close to my ear so I can hear him over the music. "What’s your name, baby?" Once again, the sound of his voice affects me, for a moment I forget my name. It feels like an eternity has passed before I finally lean close to ear to tell him my name. Get it together, Katerina, you got this girl!

“Why don’t you turn around so I can properly introduce myself?” I turn, staring at the wall of hotness in front of me. He is wearing a dark t-shirt that is tight against his chest and arm muscles. His jeans are a dark wash that hug his firm ass. I may be a sucker for eyes, but a sexy ass will get me going every time! I think I had a mini orgasm just looking at him. He pulls me hard to his body, thrusting his leg between mine, grinding against me. Damn, this is hot. “I’m Caleb. Nice to meet you Katerina.”

The way he says my name. Instantly, my body is on fire. “My friends call me Kat.”

Caleb pulls my arms back around his neck. Instinctively, they go into his hair again. Now that I know what he looks like, his hair is even nicer! It’s so freakin’ soft, I wonder what shampoo he uses. Either he forgot to shave today, or he always has scruff, giving him that sexy masculine look. His scent, Old Spice Fiji, is driving me crazy. I know it well, from smelling the bottles at work. Definitely all male. “I guess we will have to become friends then, Kat.” Caleb says back to me.

The song ends, but we continue dancing through the next few songs. God, it feels so good to be held like this. He turns me around again, so my ass is snug against his front. My body feels as though it’s molded into his.

"Put your hand in my hair again, baby. I liked the way you were touching me." I’ll do whatever you want. Keep it together, Kat. Caleb puts his hand on my chin, tilts my head to the side so he exposes my neck, dropping his lips first on my shoulders. He begins trailing light kisses all the way up to my ear. I can feel his tongue making contact with each kiss, leaving my skin slightly dampened. When he hits each sensitive spot, goose bumps form on my skin. The way he touches me has me wanting more. I grip his hair tighter, pulling his lips to mine. He teases my lips with his tongue before gently biting, which causes my mouth to open. As if he’s tasting me, he grazes my tongue lightly, before entangling it with mine. This is the sexiest kiss I ever had. Panty melting, toe curling, chills down my spine good. My ex never kissed like this. Check on my list, kiss someone who makes your knees go weak. My grip on his hair tightens as Caleb deepens the kiss, rolling his tongue against mine with each stroke in. My stomach and other female parts quiver in response.

Just when I thought my panties might melt off, I feel someone bump against my side…Aly. Her eyes are bugged out, giving me her best what the f*ck gesture…. because hello, I don’t know this guy! Her bumping into me forces me to stop kissing Caleb, which causes him to groan and squeeze my hip. I look at Aly. I mouth "cock blocker". She just smiles, and keeps dancing next to me. Aly’s man, Mike, is with us tonight. He rarely comes out with us, so to Aly this is a special occasion. Tonight they seem to be having a good time. Mike is actually dancing with her. Usually, he is sitting at the bar drinking and staring at other women. Can you tell I’m not a fan of the jerk? That’s a whole different story, but that’s Aly’s story to tell.

I need a break from the dancing. My body is sweaty and sticky, and I need to cool off. Not sure if the dancing or the man beside me has me feeling like this. "I’m going to get a drink.” I motion to Aly to see if she wants to join me, but she waves me off, she's busy bumping on her man. Mike looks like a fish out of water dancing with her. Aly is all fluid motion, while he is stiff as a board. All my other girls are dancing together, giving me the thumbs up for the hottie next to me.

I make my way up to the bar. Caleb follows beside me. I’m shocked that he is coming with me. I figure a guy that looks like him would just dance with the next chick on the floor. He walks close to the bar getting our drinks almost immediately from the female bartender. Emphasis on female, because she is eyeing him like he’s a hot fudge sundae with whipped cream and two cherries on top. He didn’t ask what I want, but he ordered me the last drink on their menu that I didn’t try. It was some red liquid, lit with a flame. Before handing it to me, he blows out the flame, winking.

With our drinks in hand, he motions for me to follow, leading me to a table at the far end of the club so we have a better chance of hearing each other. I’m terrible at the small talk thing. Like I said, I haven't been out forever. I close my eyes, take a long sip of my drink, letting the liquid courage run down my throat. I take the cool glass running it over my overheated face, then lick my lips clean. Caleb is staring at me. "You are beautiful, you know that, baby?"

Yeah right, "How many other girls did you say that to tonight, handsome?"

He pauses for a moment, “I called one other girl tonight beautiful, but I don’t think my mother counts. As for the baby, no one, ever.”

Once I feel the alcohol kick in, my words come a little easier. “What do you usually call your women?”