Everything I Left Unsaid by M. O'Keefe

Author:M. O'Keefe [O'Keefe, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781101884485
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2015-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

She pulled me out of the spot I’d claimed and past a few groups of men who watched us as we went.

“Who’s your friend, Joan?” one of the guys asked. His calculating eyes followed us and his joking had a heavy dose of mean to it. “You gonna give her a lap dance?”

“Fuck off, Steve,” she said.

“Can we watch?”

She ignored him, still pulling me into the shadows past the chairs around the stage.

Once we were in a corner dark and quiet enough, Joan stopped and turned on me, her hands on her hips. Behind her there was a girl on a man’s lap. His hands grabbing her ass, grinding her into him.

My entire body went hot and then cold. Between my legs, I got so wet. I swallowed a groan, watching that man’s fingers bite into her ass, the skin turning white and pink beneath his touch.

What does that feel like? I wondered, breathless and riveted.

The stripper had her hand up, braced against the wall behind the man’s head, her dark hair thrown back. The guy reached up and grabbed a handful of it and pulled.

I could hear the woman groan from five feet away.

And here’s the thing—I’d been on the bad end of all of that. I’d been hurt—but I could see the difference here. I could feel it in my body. In the air that we were all breathing in and out.

“Hey!” Joan snapped in front of my face, tearing my attention away from the couple in the corner. “Why are you here?”

“I…I’m…” playing this weird game with a man I’ve never met, and he told me if I want to have phone sex with him again, I have to go to a strip club.

No way could I say that.

“Is this some kind of weird stalker thing?” she asked. “Because the last thing I need right now is to have a weird stalker living beside me and following me to work!”

“What? No!” I cried. “No. I’m not…I’m not stalking you.”

“Are you gay? Because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

I shook my head, so embarrassed I was pretty sure my cheeks were glowing. That day at the swimming hole. She’d noticed. Of course she’d noticed; I was about as subtle as a sledgehammer. “No. I’m not gay—”

“Bi?”

“Bi-what?”

“Sexual, you idiot! Do you like men and women?”

“I don’t…” I hadn’t really processed that. This weird attraction I had to Joan’s body. It was beautiful as a thing. Sexy as a concept. But I didn’t want to touch her.

I wanted to touch Dylan.

I wanted Dylan to touch me.

It was strange that I’d never really thought that before. Or looked past the parameters of this thing we were doing. Yes, the phone sex was…amazing and exciting, and his voice alone was enough to make me crazy. But what I really wanted was to be the couple in the corner.

I wanted him to grab me like that, to pull me and push me. I wanted him to make me groan.

I didn’t have the slightest clue what Dylan really looked like.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.