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He tugged teasingly on her hand and she followed him out onto the small dance floor in a mesmerized state. When he turned and released her hand they immediately began to dance to the earthy rhythm without saying a word.

Hadn’t she guessed as she watched him come out of the construction trailer that the man knew how to move? He did all right.

Did he ever.

Esa’s gaze drifted over a handsome face and an angled jaw slightly whiskered with dark blond stubble before lowering over a blue and white button-down shirt that set off his golden-hued tan. His collar-length hair was a blend of light brown, blond and platinum hues that mingled together in a tousled, sexy mess. He must have showered after work because he’d changed clothing and Esa could smell his soap and the subtle, spicy scent of his aftershave.

She looked down even further. The carnal rhythm of the music seemed to grant her permission.

Her hips moved with his in a tight, controlled roll to the sensual beat. A warm, tingly sensation of excitement swelled from her lower belly to her sex as her pelvis gyrated in perfect synchrony to his.

When Esa finally looked back up into his face again her breath caught in her throat. He no longer seemed slightly amused. Instead his face had gone rigid. His eyes had taken on an almost dangerous glint. Esa wondered what it would be like to have him pin her with that stare while his cock pinned her down to the bed. A muscle leapt in his tanned, lean cheek, and Esa had the strangest feeling that he was reading her mind.

Considering the fullness behind his fly when she’d been shamelessly staring just now as they rocked their hips in unison, it wasn’t too much of a stretch to suppose he was thinking exactly that.

He spread one hand on her hip in a possessive gesture, bringing her into contact with his body. She bit her lip to prevent a moan of excitement when she pressed against him. He was erect…deliciously full.

Liquid heat flooded her. Her nipples tightened against her bra. Even the smooth, silky slide of her blouse seemed to abrade and excite the sensitized crests. She longed to press them against his chest to alleviate the ache and leaned forward to do so…

But the music ended.

“We gotta couple here who really knows how to move together,” said a voice that was flavored with the accent of the islands. “If dey smoked on that one, they’re gonna burn a hole in the floor wid dis one…”

The sound of the lead singer’s voice broke through Esa’s bespelled state. She blinked, realizing she was pressed tightly against a very attractive, aroused male animal.

A sexy, aroused male who was also a complete stranger, not to mention her best friend’s date.

“Excuse me,” Esa mumbled.

She staggered into the women’s room. The reflection that peered back at her from the mirror only vaguely resembled the one that had been there on her previous visit. Her cheeks and lips were flushed. Her russet-colored eyes sparkled like she’d just swallowed a shot of potent liquor. Her wanton dancing had opened her neckline further and the ivory lace of her bra peeked out from the edge of the silk.

She looked thoroughly debauched.

Esa took a deep, unsteady inhalation and turned on the cold water tap. God, she’d never been flipped so effortlessly into the sexual “drive” position in her life. Just the thought of the hot look in Vito’s—no, Jess’—eyes when she’d gyrated against his erection made heat flood her all over again.

She sighed dispiritedly and splashed some cool water onto her hot cheeks. Why did Carla end up with all the luck?

Esa gasped when she exited the women’s room a half a minute later and found herself sandwiched between a hard, yummy-smelling man and the wall.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to entice a man like that and then just disappear?” he asked in a low, slightly raspy voice that caused goose bumps to rise along the back of her neck.

“Sorry,” Esa whispered as she looked up at him. His smile told her that he’d been teasing. Light angled across the upper portion of his otherwise shadowed face, making his eyes seem to glow with heat as he examined her intently. Maybe he hadn’t been kidding after all…

“I got sort of…hot, dancing,” Esa muttered, not even sure what she was saying.

His mouth tilted further with humor. Esa watched, mesmerized, as that sexy smile descended. He growled softly before he covered her mouth with his.

He plucked with firm, persuasive lips once, then twice, seeming to assure himself that he had her agreement. It was Esa herself who opened and craned up for him, requiring no coaxing.

His taste inundated her with a tidal wave of lust. His agile tongue stroked lazily, explored her thoroughly. Within ten seconds they were kissing with a wild, hot abandon. The amount of suction he applied was perfect, creating explosions of sensation in her body that were far, far from her mouth, making it imperative that she rub up against him.

He was warm and hard…everywhere. When she fully registered the impressive outline of what strained behind his fly she moaned in mixed arousal and misery and broke his kiss. She grasped for a measure of sanity but it was difficult to think with his long body pressed against her and his male scent filling her nose. Her hands rose of their own accord and explored his muscular back with hungry fingertips.

“You taste so good,” he murmured, sounding genuinely amazed. He nuzzled her ear and then lightly bit her earlobe, making Esa press her pelvis tighter to his, desperate to alleviate the ache that grew there with alarming speed. His hands cradled her waist and squeezed ever-so-slightly, as though he were taking her measure. When he gave a groan of satisfaction Esa was left with the definite impression that he liked the way she fit him.

She turned her head, blindly seeking out his mouth again. She moaned in excitement as she bathed once again in his intoxicating taste and their tongues dueled, teased and probed. Sexual chemistry at its finest, Esa thought dazedly.

“Let’s get out of here,” he mumbled against her hungry, nibbling lips a moment later. It gratified her to hear that he sounded as breathless as she was. “I don’t live far away.”


Tags: Beth Kery Erotic