Chapter Twenty-three – Public Displays

Jeanette looked between the two men and offered each a smile before she ducked her head and begged an 'excuse me' before she left to go to the bathroom. And Ramon watched it all, the hurt in her eyes and the pain on her lips. He didn't think Palo would say anything otherwise he would have said something. But he would have disagreed with Palo on the words for Jeanette; she didn't rival Sapphire, she outshined the blue eyed beauty of Rome in many ways.

      "Did I say something wrong, Ramon?" Ramon sat down, signaling the waitress over.

      "Sort of. Jeanette was once friends with Sapphire. Trust me; it is a rather sore sport between Jeanette and me." Palo took a sip of his own drink as he watched Ramon.

      "Does Jeanette know that Sapphire was a past fling?"

      "No way. Jeanette might think she knew but I have never said anything like that about it. And I would ask of you not to say it either."

      "I won't. I didn't mean to upset her." Ramon put his order in for their drinks and lifted a shoulder.

      "I cannot say if you really did or not." Ramon kept his eyes glued to the back area though, waiting for her to come out. There were quite a few men in the club and the last thing he wanted was to have to deal with one of those as well.

      "You know Sapphire is here in Athens, right?"

      "She told me she was coming by, but she did not say how long." Ramon thought about that and his gaze snapped to Palo's. "She is not coming here, right?"

      "I didn't invite her but you know that woman has a thing for always finding you." Ramon rolled his eyes at that, no matter how true it was. Not that he minded the friendship, he rather enjoyed it. But over time Sapphire became too possessive. In fact she had made a past lover or two of his run off by her words alone. And knowing the semi history between the two ladies, the last thing he wanted was to have a bad night because of bad blood.

      Ramon stood up as Jeanette walked out and again, he had to watch as many eyes watched her. How could she not tell that her body was amazing? That those curves would drive any man insane? Yes, the boobs might be smaller than what he went for, but they still fit his hand and his mouth perfectly. And fuck, could he not wait to taste them again.

      He groaned to himself as she swayed back to table. God damn he was hard and he still had the rest of the night to get through. Maybe he could find a dark corner and taste her again. Wouldn't that give her something spicy to write about in her books?

      "Are you done scowling?" she asked as she stepped before him.

      "What do you mean? I was not scowling."

      "Oh, you were. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw the look on your face. And then as I got closer, that looked changed. Then you got a gleam in your eye and your scowl became a sexy as sin grin. What were you thinking of?" Ramon wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, forgetting about everyone in the room but him and her.

      "You know how you were thinking before we left about naughty thoughts?" She nodded at that and he smirked. "I was thinking about how naughty I could be and how many delicious and sinful things I could get you to use for your future books."

      Ramon pulled back from her ear to look at her face. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were wide but dilated. And by her quick breaths and her hands holding onto his vest tightly he could tell she was as turned on by all of those thoughts as well. And though he wanted her badly, he still hadn't wanted to ruin his surprise. Besides, the relief he would get after all the tormenting, would amazingly blow his mind.

      "You….," she started to say and then stopped to clear her throat and lick her lips before she started again. "You…would…uh, do….all of that….here? In…public?"

      "You mean, make you come on my fingers while my lips are on your neck and while we are in the middle of a dance floor? Yes. You mean find a spot along the walk where I have your leg over my shoulder and my tongue buried deep in between the heaven between your thighs?" She swayed as she leaned against him and he knew he had her. And he couldn't help but wonder if she was as wet as he was hard.

      "Y…yes." He brushed his lips over her forehead before glancing around. He slowly started backing her further into a dark spot. "Wh…what about…P…Palo?"      

      "Do not worry, my sexy vixen, he is off finding his own conquest tonight."

      "What…did you…call..me?" Ramon stopped and looked at her, his hands moving to slide up her thighs and under her dress. And as his hands reached the band of her thong, he repeated it, "my sexy vixen." And with that, he ripped her thong off and put it in his pocket. "Something for me to keep later. Shall we dance?" Her eyes were wide, her chest rising and falling faster than he had ever seen it, and all of it turned him on even more.

      "Y…yes," she said, wrapping her arms around him as they walked out onto the crowded dance floor but away from the multiple colors of lights. "Have…you done…this before?"

      "Danced, cara mia, yes."

      "No," she said as she pushed against him, his hardness pushing against her. "I meant public displays." His hand moved from her hip to in between their bodies.

      "Once, although it is not something I do a lot of," he whispered as his fingers inched up her thigh and ran over her slit. And holy shit was she fucking wet! "God damn Jeanette." His fingers easily slid into her and she pulled her lip between her teeth to keep from crying out. "Just try not to cry out too loudly." She only nodded as his fingers pushed into her faster and harder. Her hands held tightly to him as her pants fanned along his neck. This was so hot to him as he felt that, but Lord, did he want her lips on his. Especially as he moved his thumb to push against her clit. And as she started to tighten around him, his head moved so that her cry echoed on his tongue. And that taste was even sweeter, more tangy and more sinfully delicious.

      He finally broke the kiss as his fingers pulled out of her, his eyes hooded. She watched him as he looked down at his sex coated fingers and then drew them into his mouth, his eyes locked with hers. And that done made her wet all over again.

      "Fuck," he muttered, "you are the hottest thing in here my sexy vixen and I cannot wait to taste you on my tongue."