Audrey smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck before rocking against him fast and frantically. Tate moved her back up against the wall, positioning her as he took control. Slamming into her, she started bucking and arching against him, until they were colliding in a perfect rhythm. It was fantastic, and when he pulled the top of her dress down, taking her nipple in his mouth, she came. Harder than ever. Screaming, she dug her nails into his shoulder as her heels dug into his butt and her body squeezed his.
Audrey let her head fall back as Tate feasted on her breast. He had snaked his arms up her back to hold her shoulders while continuing to pound into her as little gusts of air left her lips. When he came, he bit down on her breast, and the pain was actually pleasing, causing her to let out a hiss. Taking a gust of breath, he leaned his head against her neck. She had her eyes closed as her body shook with aftershocks.
Tate pulled back and grinned at her. “So are you reassured that you are the hottest woman ever to me? I can’t even control myself around you.”
As she smiled, her cheeks warmed and so did her heart. “Yeah, but now I’ve gotta change.”
“So my plan of not being late backfired.”
“Yup, ’cause we are so going to be late now.”
Audrey held onto Tate’s arm tightly as they walked into the Assassins Christmas party. She was breathless. The whole place was filled with white lights; they hung down from the ceiling, around the foliage, and covered the huge white gazebo in the middle of the room. There were Christmas trees everywhere, also trimmed with white lights. Each player’s number was hung with purple and black ribbon as an ornament on the trees.
Tate placed a kiss on her temple, and she grinned up at him as her nervousness coursed through her body. “You look stunning, love,” he said softly.
Audrey’s face broke in a wide grin as she held his arm tightly. “Thank you.”
“I was hoping you would disagree with me.”
Her brows gathered together in confusion. “Why’s that?”
“I wanted to have my way with you again, to prove my point.”
She giggled, rolling her eyes. “We’ve already ruined one dress.”
And she wasn’t ruining this one. She’d changed into a long silk champagne-colored strapless dress, while Tate had to change his pants, and had been nice enough to change his tie to match her dress. They looked amazing together, but when she glanced up and saw his lazy grin, along with his lusty blue eyes pinned on her, she knew she was in trouble.
“And I plan on ruining more,” he said with a wink that went straight to her still throbbing *.
“You’re so bad,” she muttered as he chuckled.
They moved toward the party, looking for their table. They had missed the hors d’oeuvres, but thankfully not the dinner. Finding their table, which was with Lucas and Fallon, Tate pulled out her chair and Audrey sat down and grinned at Fallon.
“Hey you,” her sister said, smiling as she held her glass of wine in her hand.
“Hey, where’s Aiden?” Audrey asked.
“With Mom and Dad.”
Audrey nodded, then Tate said to her, “Audrey, this is Matthew Parra and his wife Roxy, and Bryan Rochester and his wife Ellen. This is my girlfriend, Audrey Parker,” he said to them, wrapping an arm around Audrey’s shoulders.
Audrey smiled, “Nice to meet you.” Matthew and Bryan both returned the smile, while the two women did a once-over of Audrey before sharing a look.
What the hell was that about? Audrey wondered as she looked over at her sister. Fallon was shaking her head, holding Lucas’s hand in her lap. Lucas shot her a wicked grin and said, “You look good, kid.”
Audrey grinned. “Why thank you very much.”
She glanced back over the table to see Ellen and Roxy still watching her and Tate. She didn’t know what their deal was, but it was unsettlingly to be under their scrutinizing gaze.
Finally, Roxy said, “What’s the age difference between you guys?”
Tate glanced up and then back at Audrey. “Excuse me?”