The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(2)

"I know," Brooks said. "So how about that number?"

"So humble and patient. We have a winner, ladies," Cambry said, still smiling.

Brooks laughed. "I'm anxious for a pretty woman's number. Can you blame me?"

Cambry had pulled a small piece of paper out of her clutch. "I guess not. Do you have a pen?"

Nodding, Brooks pulled a pen from his shirt pocket and handed it to her. "Are you ladies going to be here for a while?"

"Yes," Cambry said, nodding. "We plan to dance the night away."

"Guess it's my lucky night, then," Brooks said. "I'm off at midnight. Maybe I can find you two in the crowd afterward."

Cambry smiled and handed him the piece of paper with the pen. "Maybe I'll be waiting."

Brooks mouth widened into a smile that made his eyes sparkle. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment until someone yelled, "Hey! Can I get some service down here?" making him look in that direction.

He turned back to Cambry. "Gotta get back to work. I'll see you later."

When he had walked away, Cambry turned to Jenae. Her friend had a very smug look on her face. "What?" she asked innocently.

Jenae just shook her head and began to laugh. "Oh nothing. Except for I told you so!"

Cambry shrugged. "You're right. He is hot."

"And he's clearly into you!" Jenae said. She took Cambry's drink out of her hands and took a sip through the black straw. "Oh my. That is good."

"Yes it is," Cambry replied. "I believe it's also mine." Chuckling, she took the drink back and sipped on it. Once they had finished it, the women headed back to the dance floor and began to sway their bodies once more.

About an hour and a half later, Cambry felt someone's hands on her hips. She turned to tell the man off who was touching her without her permission when she realized it was Brooks. Instead, she said nothing and began to dance with him, enjoying the way his hands slid over her body as she swayed with the music.

Looking into his eyes, she pressed herself against him so that her breasts were pushed up, making her cleavage look fuller. She watched as his eyes roamed over them and he bit the side of his lip. His hands wrapped around her waist and her arms wrapped around his neck. He guided her body to match his as they moved together.

After a few moments, Cambry turned in his arms so that her back pressed against his front. Her ass rested against his crotch and she could feel his cock pressing into her. He was slightly hard and she smiled, knowing that he was hard for her. His hands slid down her sides and rested on her hips as she stuck her hands in the air.

Brooks leaned in and whispered into her ear, "You are beautiful."

Cambry smiled. "You're not too shabby yourself, cowboy," she replied.

Laughing, the two continued to move their bodies in time to the music, keeping them close to each other. For the next several hours they danced, occasionally grabbing drinks from the bar. Cambry stuck with her goal to not grow too drunk, but to have just a light buzz for the night. Brooks seemed to follow the same plan, as he didn't drink too much either. She liked that he maintained control over himself.

For several hours they danced together until the club was ready to close. For having not wanted to go out with Jenae, Cambry realized she'd had quite a bit of fun and was excited that she had met a guy who seemed to be really into her. Jenae had left them to be, disappearing to a table on the raised platform where she talked with the man who had first approached her at the bar.

Eventually, though, it was time for them to go home. Jenae had to make her way onto the dance floor, which had cleared quite a bit, and pull on Cambry's elbow to convince her to leave. Brooks walked with them out into the night air and waited while the girls hailed a cab. The driver pulled up and Jenae climbed in right away, but Cambry hung back to say goodbye.

"Are you going to call me tomorrow?" she asked.

Brooks leaned in toward her, his arm resting on the open car door. "Do you want me to?"

Cambry pushed herself against him so that her cleavage showed well. "What do you think?"

He leaned in even more so that his lips and her lips brushed against each other. "I think you want me...to call," he said, pausing to place emphasis on what exactly he thought she wanted.

"Well, then you'd be right," she whispered.

She could feel his smile against her lips and also see it as it reached his eyes. Then she pushed her lips against his, sliding her tongue along the bottom lip. He opened his mouth slightly and pushed her tongue inside. She loved the way he tasted and found herself moaning as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

After a moment she heard Jenae clear her throat and pulled away. Smiling shyly, Cambry said, "Goodbye," and climbed into the cab. Brooks closed the door for her and waved as the cab drove away.

"Wow," Jenae said as they turned a corner. "You must really like him."

Cambry shrugged, trying not to show how much she did. "He's hot," she said, digging into her clutch for her chap stick. "And he's a good dancer. And a really great kisser."

Jenae giggled. "Well, it seems like it was a good thing that you decided to agree to go out with me tonight."

"Yeah. Just think! I could have missed out on meeting him!" Cambry replied. She could still feel his lips against hers and she pressed a finger to her mouth.