Free The Stillness Of You by Julie Bale

cupped my face and
stared up into my eyes, I knew I would never forget how beautiful
she was. How much my body ached in anticipation.
    I wanted
her for myself and to hell with whoever the fuck she’d come here
with. That thought made me frown and her forefinger trailed along
my jaw until she slid it between my lips.
    I bit her,
lightly, and she arched an eyebrow, her hips and that sweet spot
between her legs pushing into me as she did so.
    “ Where is
he?” I asked roughly, face flushed and tense at the thought of her
with someone else. Which was kind of ridiculous considering she
wasn’t exactly my girlfriend. I didn’t know what she was, but the
one thing that I was real clear on was that whatever this thing
between us was, it wasn’t neat and tidy, or casual.
    “Who?”
    I sucked
on her finger but didn’t smile when I heard her groan. There was
nothing smiling about me at the moment. I sucked harder and watched
her eyes widen, before I let her finger slip from my mouth.
“Sylvester the fucking cat.”
    I knew in that
moment I sounded like a jealous teenager, but I didn’t give a shit.
She was the hottest thing in the entire place and the thought of
her looking like that for someone else drove me crazy.
    She
didn’t say a word and I wished she’d answer because I was starting
to feel like an immature asshole. I was sixteen all over
again.
    “Seamus?” she
asked lightly. “Are you jealous?”
    “Fucking right
I am,” I answered without skipping a beat.
    She
licked her lips and I settled her against me, one hand still on her
ass, the other at the back of her head. My erection was hard and
heavy and she felt it. I made sure of it.
    She stared up
into my eyes as the music continued to fall over us. As the couple
next to us basically had sex, the guy’s hands up her shirt while
she grinded herself against his thigh.
    Georgia’s
chest heaved and I knew she felt the same. I thought of her words
the day before, “ I feel you,” and it felt like I was coming apart.
    When had a girl
ever gotten me to feel like this?
    Never.
    Slowly she
reached for me and when her soft mouth slid across mine, I fucking
saw stars. No joke. I think if she wasn’t wrapped around me I would
have fallen to my knees, or passed out from sheer anticipation of
what would come next.
    She nibbled her
way up to my ear and whispered, “I came with my friend Kendall, who
happens to own a vagina, so you don’t have to worry.” She did this
slow, torturous roll of her hips and I inhaled sharply because it
felt like my dick was going to explode.
    “Ben,” she
said, a touch of rasp in her voice.
    “Yeah,” I
managed.
    “What about
Matt?”
    “Fuck, Matt.
We’re not teenagers.”
    She rubbed
herself against me one last time, like she was a cat, and it was
almost too much. “Ben,” she said again.
    “Yeah.” I
pulled back so I could see her clearly.
    Her hair looked
like long, silky strands of black ink and it was everywhere, her
mouth was wet and open and her eyes were direct.
    “Take me home
so we can get naked.”
    She didn’t have
to ask twice.

Chapter Ten
     
    Georgia
     
     
    We stumbled out
of Kachenga, Ben holding my hand as we walked toward his rental.
Thank God it was parked just a few blocks away because my legs were
trembling, and the only thing that was keeping me on my feet was
Ben—and the shot of adrenaline that was currently letting off
sparks everywhere.
    My
thoughts wandered. They wandered to places that were delicious and
exhilarating and hot.
    Naked. Me
naked with Ben. Ben naked with me. Over me. In me.
    My mouth
watered at the thought and I tripped over my feet, but he caught me
and didn’t break stride.
    We didn’t
speak on the way home. I think Ben mumbled something about the
temperature but I just nodded. It could have been as cold as the
Arctic inside his truck, but I was as hot as hell.
    Everything inside me was tight and fragile and filled with
need. It had been so long since I’d been with anyone that