He smiled when she spoke of playing with him all night. “Hmm, is that a promise, gorgeous?” All the energy he had been prepared to expend in the competition, which was quite a bit, would be focused on her.  The brush of her lips against his was like the ultimate tease. He wanted more, wanted to feel those sexy lips on him, setting his skin of fire. All decked out in her red dress and lipstick she looked like some sort of sweet, forbidden fruit, designed to tempt a man far beyond his limits—though Derek didn't have many of those. He couldn't wait to get her alone where their bodies wouldn't be separated by a bar top. He wasn't content with just the stroke of his fingertips across her collarbone or her finger against his lips. As her hand slid up to cup the side of his face he turned and placed a kiss on her palm before leaning into her touch.<br/><br/>He was only mildly annoyed when he saw her attention shift to someone else entering the room though he didn't let it show. His gaze shifted slightly to get a glimpse of who it was that approached when the dude walked up and interrupted... politely, but still. Poor dude had missed out on the girls present, but it seemed there were others on standby. That was something at least. Not that it really mattered to him as the current focus of his attention was still in front of him. He listened to her response to the other guy while nibbling on the finger she placed against his lips. He growled playfully, “Calls to make, eh?”  Taking her hand away from his mouth he held it in his as he leaned forward to steal a kiss. He kept it light, mostly teasing but with a promise of more to come before he pulled back. “Just don't forget, you're mine for the night.”