I can see the apprehension in her eyes. I know I need to melt that away quickly, before she runs.

“Nice to meet you, Mia. Let me grab you a drink. What’ll you have?” my voice is husky, and I’m trying to control the need in it, but sometimes my dick has its own way to converse. Right now the fucker is pushing against my jeans and begging to play. I can’t hide that hunger, no matter how hard I try.

“Can I have a bottle of Bud Light?” she asks the bartender.

“Put that on my tab, Randy.” I demand, before she has a chance to pay.

“Thank you Cash, you really don’t have to do that.”

You can hear the sweetness in her voice, one I know I want to hear calling my name out later tonight.

“You don’t have to thank me. Though, I wouldn’t mind a dance or two tonight,” I respond, hoping that it’ll take some of the apprehension out of her facial expression.

“What are we waiting for? I’m ready now,” she says, and that’s when I know she’s going to be one feisty brunette.

Grabbing her hand, I lead her out onto the dance floor, just as a slow song begins. I bring her in close and can smell the scent of coconut in her hair. It makes me wonder what the rest of her will taste like.

“You feel good in my arms, Mia,” I announce, before I even think. I feel her tense up and then relax, after she takes in a deep breath.

“I’m not sure I know how to respond to that,” she laughs. “We just met and you’re already smooth talking me.” Hearing the amusement in her voice makes me smile.

I hold her a little closer, and feel her nipples harden against my chest. I’m not the only one aroused here. I slide my leg in between hers and gather her closer, rewarded by the soft gasp of air that escapes her lips. Her gaze and those beautiful eyes look up at me and I know she’s feeling the same pull between us that I am.

“I’m gonna make you feel good, Darlin’,” I murmur into her ear. I slowly nip her earlobe, bringing my lips down and sliding them against the side of her neck. She moves, so I can deepen my taste of her—and taste her I do. She tastes heavenly. Like warm sunshine on a cold as fuck day.

“Cash…” she whimpers, beginning to ride my leg. I press into her more firmly, my hands on her hips, encouraging her to keep going. I can tell she’s on the brink of coming and I want to be looking into her eyes, right here on the dance floor, as she does.

“That’s it, Mia. Come for me. Let me see you take your own pleasure, knowing that I’m the man you’re taking it from.”

My voice is raw with hunger. I’m going to have to get Mia out of here. Maybe it’s crazy, but I know I need her as much as she needs me.

She inhales one last breath, her whole body shaking as she says my name on a breathy sigh.

“Cash.”

That’s when I know she’s done.

“You okay Mia?” Fuck, I don’t know how it happened—I sure wasn’t expecting it, but I want her. And, I want her in a way that I can feel in my bones.

She’s mine.

“Yea, I don’t… I didn’t mean… I’m not sure how I… Um…wow.” She’s stumbling through her words, and her face is a mixture of embarrassment, hunger, and maybe a little fear. If I want to get her home and into my bed, I need to move quick, before she can second guess herself. I don’t want to scare her away and if she knew that I was thinking about a lifetime—not just tonight—she’d definitely panic.

“Mia, Darlin’, come home with me. Let me make you feel good.”

I’m back to whispering in her ear and holding her as tight as I can, while she’s still doing the same, only with her hands in my hair.

“I don’t usually do this Cash. I mean, I’ve never really gone home with a guy before,” she whispers back. My whole body lights up; her whispered confession only makes me want her more. I need to make Mia completely mine.

I have a feeling that Mia is special. That she’s the type of woman you come home to after a hard day’s work. I can imagine coming home to her, our kids playing at her feet while she makes supper. I’d walk through the door and she’d smile big and it would light the room up—all because I was there… because we were together. That’s what I want, what I’ve always wanted—what I’ve been missing in my life.

Mia.

“I’ll make it worth it, Darlin’. I want you, and not just for tonight. The things you make me feel have nothing to do with a cheap hookup,” I tell her and I’m firm in my statement. I feel her relax into me. I swoop down to finally take her mouth. I drink from her lips, needing to taste her and feel her tongue slide against mine. Gripping her hips, I deepen our kiss, accepting that her lips have marked me, so much that I’ll never be able to forget them. I give her one last nip at her lips. She sighs in contentment.

“Yes Cash, I’ll come home with you. But please, please don’t make me regret it,” she whispers. I know that I’ll do everything I can to make sure she never has another regret in her life.

“That’s a promise I know I can keep, Mia.” I take her hand and walk out the door, leading her to my truck.