Chapter 4 : Don’t Tease Too Much

*Kenna*

The music was just right and the dancefloor was warm and crowded without feeling claustrophobic. This was the kind of party I loved and normally I would be content to dance like this until dawn, but I was distracted. My dance partner was demanding my attention by virtue of his undeniable allure. I couldn’t stop looking at him and it was throwing off my rhythm.

It was hard to focus on Reid’s dancing with the way he was looking at me. His dark eyes took in my every move I made with intense interest. The way he moved his hips was provocative, to put it lightly, and I found myself imagining what it would feel like to be wrapped in his arms. The heat that rushed through me at the thought made me blush, but I didn’t think he could see it under the colorful dance lights.

I danced closer to him, feeling the warmth of his breath on my skin without actually making contact. I could tell by the way he was looking at my lips that he wanted to kiss me. The feeling was very much mutual, but I didn’t want to rush too much. I was enjoying the hungry look in his eyes far too much to stop teasing him just yet.

He grabbed my waist and I smiled. His touch was firm, but he didn’t grab me as I slipped just out of his reach. He let me go and continued to watch me and move with me. He was passing every little test I had with flying colors. I could only hope that he was feeling the same heat that I was and would ask me to go somewhere a little more private with him.

He danced with me, matching my movements perfectly. Feeling him so near without making contact with him was thrilling. When his fingertips brushed up my back, I shivered and cursed to myself. I couldn’t hold out anymore. I needed to feel his skin on mine. I put my arms around him and closed the distance between us.

He kissed me, but he pulled back when I tried to lean into it. He was returning my earlier teasing by denying me the press of his lips. I normally didn’t mind being teased, but I was far too heated for this now. I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him.

“How about we take this upstairs,” he asked. His tone made his intentions clear, and I shivered.

“Yes, take me upstairs,” I responded. I was so eager that I was sure my tone was unsteady, but he didn’t seem to hear it over the music.

Reid took my hand and led me away from the dance floor. He maneuvered easily around the frenetic dancers, guiding me smoothly away from the noise and writhing bodies. I followed him blindly, not paying any attention to our surroundings. I was far too interested in watching the way his muscles shifted under his tight shirt.

He led me down the hall until the sound of the party had faded into a dull whisper. He opened the door at the end of the hall and stood aside, waiting for me to enter. A thrill passed through me at the sight of a large, four-poster bed across from the door. This was exactly where I hoped he would bring me.

Whatever this electric feeling between us was, I couldn’t resist it. I didn’t want to resist it. I wondered if he felt it too. The way he was looking at me, it was clear he was feeling something. He flicked on the light and closed the door behind us. I smiled at him when he turned the lock.

I approached him, backing him against the door, and kissed him. He sighed against me as if he’d been holding his breath waiting for this moment. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me against him as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I moaned against him and returned the kiss. My knees felt weak and I leaned against him to ensure I didn’t fall over.

It wasn’t like I was some blushing virgin. On the rare occasions that I had time away from pack work, I liked to cut loose and have a good time. If I met someone that I liked who liked me back, then why not see where the night would lead?

But this was different. Reid made my heart flutter in my chest and my legs feel weak. I’d never reacted like this to anyone else.

He pulled away from the kiss and smiled at me. “Why don’t we find a more comfortable spot?” he asked. He patted the door lightly and moved a bit, drawing my attention to his awkward, slouched position.

I smiled apologetically. “Sorry.” I took a step back so he could push away from the door and stand straight. “You make me impatient.”

“Is that right?” His face lit up in a pleased smile. It was a good look on him. Reid looked young to begin with, but when he smiled, there was something charming and boyish about him. It was incredibly endearing.

“I normally like to draw things out,” I explained. I found that if I didn’t I usually ended up sorely disappointed after the fact. “But I’m finding it hard to keep my hands off of you.”

“I’m flattered,” he replied. “But I don’t remember asking you to keep your hands off.” The roguish smile on his face was too enticing. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to resist him for long.

“I must have misheard,” I laughed. “Let me fix that.” I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away from the door. He followed me to the bed and laughed when I fell back onto the mattress and pulled him on top of me.

“Is this hands-on enough?” I asked.

“You are eager,” he whispered into my ear.

His warm breath made me shudder. He bit lightly at the shell of my ear, drawing a soft moan from me.

“Shouldn’t I be?” I asked. I tried to make it sound like a challenge, but I was too shaken by his touch and my voice came out weak and breathy.

“Oh, I love that you’re eager,” he said. He ran his hand up my side and made me shiver. “But I have to admit, it makes me want to tease you.”

“I like a little teasing,” I answered. I leaned up and kissed his throat, drawing a surprised moan from him.

The sound was intoxicating. Reid’s voice wasn’t especially deep, but it was rich and full. His voice made the way he spoke almost musical. I nipped at his skin, wanting to hear more of his reactions.

“Careful,” he moaned. “Don’t tease too much.”

“Why not?” I asked as innocently as I could. I couldn’t keep the smile off of my face, which kind of ruined the effect I was going for.

Reid kissed me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down. The heat that was building within me was pleasant, but approaching too much. I broke the kiss and wiggled further up the bed. Reid pushed himself up on his forearms and watched me with amusement clear on his face.

I sat up in the middle of the bed and pulled my heels off, tossing them away. They clattered as they hit the floor. I stretched my legs out in front of me and smiled at Reid. “Just getting more comfortable,” I explained. The truth was that I needed a moment to gather myself. I didn’t want to lose control too soon.

“You look comfortable,” he said. The look in his eyes was purely predatory as he stared at me, half reclined in the center of his bed.

“Is that how I look?” I teased. “There isn’t another word you think fits better?”

“Cheeky,” he muttered. “You’re ravishing.”

I blushed. That wasn’t the reaction I expected. I thought he’d call me hot or sexy, those were the compliments I was used to hearing from the men I hooked up with. I felt my face heat up under the weight of the compliment. “Thank you,” I said softly.

Reid seemed to sense the change in my tone. He crawled toward me on the bed. “You are aware that you’re gorgeous, right?”

I wrinkled my nose a little. “I mean, yeah?”

He laughed at my response.

I chuckled a little too. “I know that I’ve got looks,” I said. “I just wasn’t expecting such a sincere compliment.”

Reid shrugged a little. “Is it a problem?” he asked curiously.

“No, I like it,” I answered quickly. “You know, you’re very attractive, too.” I let my eyes rove over him. I wondered if he’d worn that tight shirt intentionally, to show off his body.

Reid leaned back and raised his eyebrow at me suggestively. He popped the top button of his shirt, then slowly moved his hand to the next. He was being silly, but the way the slow exposure of his rich, brown skin was affecting me was anything but lighthearted. I swallowed, worried that I might actually drool if I didn’t.

I thought about what Juniper had told me about Reid and his friends sharing women. I wondered what exactly that meant. Did they just sleep with the same women in a short time period, or was it more of a group activity? I bit my lip at the thought.

I wanted to reach out and touch Reid, but I didn’t want to interrupt the show he was putting on for me. The lean, toned muscle that was revealed as he opened the final button of his shirt was just begging to be touched. He slipped the shirt off and let it fall to the bed.

I grabbed his shoulders and sat on his lap, arranging my knees on either side of him. He grabbed my hips and held me steady as I let my hands trail lightly down his chest and stomach. He was watching me intensely, and the knowledge of his eyes on me made me warm all over again.

I ran my fingers through his dark hair and gently pulled his head back, making him look up at me. He was demonstrating surprising restraint, if he was feeling anything close to the arousal that I was feeling. God, I really hoped he was as aroused as I was.

“Having fun, princess?” he asked teasingly.

His hands were moving slowly up and down my sides as he stared up at me. The touch made me arch my back. I pressed closer to him, but was careful to keep my hips from making contact with his.

“I’m having a wonderful time,” I answered. “But I think it could get a little better.” I trailed my fingernails lightly down the back of his neck, making him shiver.

“Oh?” he asked innocently.

His eyes were anything but innocent. I was honestly impressed with his self-control.

“I’d love to show you a really good time.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and I giggled at him.

“I wish you would,” I said softly.

“Wish granted, princess,” he said.

I gasped in surprise as he pushed me back onto the bed and crawled over me.

I pulled him into a kiss and he returned it hungrily.

I was practically vibrating with anticipation. When I’d met Reid, I’d been drawn to him. He was sweet, generous, and kind; all of which were traits lacking in men my own age. That combined with his attractive face and well-toned body would have been enough to land me in his bed tonight.

This spark that passed between us every time we touched was something else. It was something that I’d never experienced and it added gravity to this encounter. Reid took my breath away and left me panting beneath him, ready to beg for more.

This wasn’t like me, and I couldn’t help but wonder if this magnetism I was feeling was the mate pull.