I do NOT own Inuyasha
Recap:
We moved in sync together, dancing as the hype of the rhythm ebbed. "Wanna get out of here?"
His voice was deep, rough, and taunt with restraint. I shivered from the sheer heat of his body pressed against my own. I felt myself melt into him. It was then I turned slightly to look at him. His eyes were golden hypnotic globes of raw emotion. Time seemed to stand still. He smirked slightly in amusement. "Breathe, beautiful." I sucked in a breath I didn't know I needed. "Okay." My voice barely above a whisper. "Just let me text my friend and we can go." He nodded slightly in acknowledgement. I quickly walked back to my table, grabbing my things I texted Sango. Looks like I'm getting lucky after all. I'll let you know the deets in the morning. Be safe Chica! :) Putting my phone in my pocket I followed him out of the club. When reaching what I assumed was his vehicle I took a moment to admire his ride. It was midnight blue Tesla with light gray interior. "Wow." I murmured. " Thanks I know, she's a beauty. Custom paint job and surround sound system." His smile sent tingles shooting
through my body making my panties to dampen into a deep heat. "So, where to?" I murmured teasingly. The glint in his eyes told me that I wouldn't be sleeping tonight, I shifted in my seat to look out the window trying to ignore the raging emotions in the pit of my stomach. I heard him take a long slow breath. Suddenly his mouth was right at my ear. *You smell so edible." His voice wasn't above a whisper, but the heat of his breath made me jump all the same. He then turned his eyes to the road as he started the ignition. The car coming to life with a soft purr. The drive was silent but thick with tension. Semi distracted I felt him lay his hand on my knee, as he began drawing light circles with his claws on my flesh. I looked at his face, it gave nothing away as his hand traveled higher. I instinctively opened my thighs, giving him access to what he wanted... what I needed. It was then I felt the tips of his fingers lightly skim my dampness through harsh satin. Gasping, I let out a strangled cry. It had been too long since I had a man's hands on me. "Please, don't tease." I whispered softly, my voice turning into heavy pants. "Almost there princess." His smirk was apparent. His voice deep and warm with promise as he gently traced me through the fabric. He then turned into a parking garage that connected into a upper end apartment complex.