I turn to look at him and he’s staring at me with so much intensity that my insides tighten. “So, what’s your name?” He chuckles at me until he realizes that I’m serious. “You don’t know?” “No, I had no idea who you were until you snuck up behind me on stage.” Within a couple seconds, he’s so close to me that if he were even an inch closer he would be on top of me. He lowers his head and runs his nose along my neck. “You smell fucking delicious.” He kisses my neck and I let out an involuntary moan. His hand that is resting on my hip tightens and he bites my neck. It’s painful but full of pleasure at the same time. He reaches for the hem of my shirt and it’s like a reality check. I don’t even know this guy’s name, or anything about him. I push him off of me and he looks back at me with a mix of confusion and irritation written on his face. “There is no way that we are having sex in the back of this car.
