Chapter 6

Eleanor's POV

"Fuck me" I cursed inaudibly as my eyes met his.

His Auburn hair, deep blue eyes like the depth of the ocean, lips hot and sexy like the color of ketchup which I badly want to taste.

My fingers instinctively tightened around his shirt. I was hot, I felt an attraction with this guy, an attraction that made me wet within seconds.

His cologne sweeping through my nose wasn't helping things. 

I was a little tipsy from the alcohol I drank at my table but I cared less. 

He suddenly pulled me up. I was standing properly now but he wasn't letting go of my waist.

He pulled me closer to his body and I notice the slight smell of alcohol.

I needed him badly. How could just the sight of him get me so wet?

I looked back into his eyes and could see vividly well that he also wanted me, I could feel the list in his eyes

I felt tingles in my lower stomach. But hell, I almost lost it when his lips came down hard on mine