Anything He wants

CAT AND MOUSE

“Tonight this cat and mouse game is going to end,” Eve whispered to her reflection in the mirror. The tall brunette slowly applied the bright red lipstick to her full lips and then turned to admire how the short red dress accentuated her curves.

She had planned this night for weeks. There was no way she was going to let Marc off the hook again. Since the first time she met him, all of the college parties ended the same. Eve would show up with her friends and Marc always searched her out. The two would enjoy a few drinks, and flirt like crazy sending the sexual tension to burning heights. Just when Eve was about to burst with anticipation because she thought he was going to ask her up to his room it was over. Each time he suddenly remembered something he needed to do or he needed to speak to someone who had just arrived. At first, Eve thought it was something she had said or done, but after the same thing at the next party, she grew determined.

Eve wanted Marc in her bed and tonight she was going to do whatever was necessary to get him there. Just the idea of rubbing against his tall muscular body sent chills down Eve’s spine. She had to have him. She would show him what he could have been enjoying all these weeks if only he had gone after it.

She grabbed her four-inch red heels and as she strapped them on Eve envisioned Marc’s dark silky hair. She itched to run her fingers through the strands. With her shoes in place, Eve turned to the mirror to admire the full effect. The perfectly matching panties were hidden, but she hoped they wouldn’t stay that way for long. The design of the dress prevented her from wearing a bra and as she moved in front of the mirror she appreciated the daring displays of her lush breasts. It was all for Marc’s benefit and she hoped it would be enough to tip the scales in her direction.

Eve locked the door on her way out and met her friends outside. The young women chatted about school and told each other pieces of gossip they had heard over the week, but Eve wasn’t interested in the conversation. She had one thing on her mind. As the small group walked the short distance to the frat house, Eve could feel her excitement and anticipation growing.

The loud music blared from the open doors and laughter could be heard coming from inside. As Eve climbed the stairs, she began searching the faces around her. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she caught a glimpse of him. Marc would be surrounded by beautiful young women all hoping to claim his attention. They would be sorely disappointed this night! Eve was going to take every bit he had to offer!

Being polite to the people she passed, Eve smiled and greeted her friends but stayed focused on finding the only man she was there to see. Suddenly she felt a hand on her elbow. A bright smile formed when she turned and faced Marc. She could read his expression and before he even spoke Eve knew he approved of her dress choice.

“I was wondering if you were going to make it tonight,” he said.

The sound of his deep voice tightened things low in Eve’s body and she could feel moisture begin to coat her freshly shaven lips.

“You know I wouldn’t miss it,” she replied.

“I would be a poor host if I did not offer you a drink. What are you in the mood for?”

Eve could think of a million ways to answer his question, but instead, she decided to play coy.

“Ummm…what are you offering?” she asked.

She smiled when he raised his eyebrows at her question.

“How about we go to the bar and see what there is? There’s beer of course, but maybe I can come up with something a little more your speed,” he said and began navigating them through the crowded room. As she walked, Eve glanced around and noticed the many unhappy glares coming from other women in the room.

Once at the bar, Eve watched as Marc pulled different liquors from the shelves.

“It would seem that there is a little bit of everything here. How about you name it and I’ll see if I can pull it together?” “Is there rum?” she asked.

“There is rum. Which do you prefer white or dark?” he asked.

“Whit, e, please. Is there any Cointreau?”

She smiled as he sat the short square bottle beside the already separated rum.

“And how about some cognac and lemon juice?”

He looked confused, but she watched him rummage through the other bottles until he found them.

Finally, all the ingredients were there and Eve guided him in making the cocktail.

She accepted the glass and just before she could take a sip, Marc asked, “And what is the name of this drink?”

Eve looked over the rim of the glass and met his gaze.

“It’s called Between the Sheets.”

The sexy smirk on Marc’s mouth just before he tasted his drink told Eve he had caught the implication.

As she sipped the tart drink Eve noticed a tall blond man walking toward the bar where they stood. She had seen him at a few of these parties but had not met him. Eve glanced at Marc and saw that his eyes were also on the approaching man.

“Eve let me introduce you to Tom,” Marc said just as the stranger reached the pair.

She set her drink on the bar and said, “Hello Tom. Nice to meet you.”

“It’s very nice to meet you too. I’ve heard many good things about you this semester,” Tom said. His voice was deep but where Marc’s was smooth, his was rough. She wasn’t sure but Eve detected some sort of accent.

Eve looked over at Marc. The large smile on his face intrigued her.

“Really?” she asked. The news that Marc had mentioned her to this other man surprised and pleased her.

She turned back to Tom. The large smile that spread across his face caused deep dimples to indent his handsome cheeks.

Wow! He’s almost as hot as Marc!

“Oh, I have heard of you. Marc wanted me to meet you, but the timing has never been quite right and I always seemed to miss you,” he explained.

“You wanted me to meet him?” Eve asked as she looked back and forth between the men.

“Yes,” was all of the answers Marc gave.

Eve wanted to know more, but before she could ask Tom changed the subject.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you two enjoying yourselves?” Tom asked.

She picked up her drink and took another small sip as her mind tried to wrap around this new information.

“I’ve been considering getting away from all the noise,” Marc said.

“That sounds like a great idea. Eve, would you like to explore upstairs? I’m sure it would be easier to have a conversation without all this noise,” Tom asked.

She looked at the two men as she tried to understand what was happening.

“Come on Eve,” Marc said.

Eve looked at his handsome face and realized in his way he was pleading with her to go with them. The turn of events was becoming more intriguing by the second.