“I had a wonderful time in case I forget to tell you.” Anna smiles in wonder.
I giggle. “Me too.”
Imelda’s Nightclub, 2 a.m.
The deep sexy beat echoes through the club, my face is flushed, and the dance floor is alive with scantily dressed bodies, writhing and dancing together as one. This is the third club we’ve been to tonight; our guards are now waiting outside. With every cocktail that Anna and I drink, we lose a little more inhibition.
As we dance, a gorgeous tall man slinks up to Anna to the beat and takes her in his arms, she looks up at him in awe and he leans in and softly kisses her.
Oh…. Shit…. Alright then.
Go Anna.
I smile and keep dancing and then as I look around, I lock eyes with a familiar face.
Giuliano.
He’s standing at the bar, towering over everyone else. He dominates the space.
What the hell is he doing here?
His eyes drop down to my toes and then back up to my face and suddenly I want to be the sexiest damn woman he’s ever seen. I keep dancing, moving seductively to the beat as we stare at each other, thinking a million things we shouldn’t be.
His eyes are dark and he licks his lips in anticipation, I keep moving to the beat and then as if unable to help it, he puts his drink down and walks toward me, bringing us face-to-face. “What are you doing here?” I whisper.
“You know.”
The air between us crackles and I swallow the lump in my throat.
I do know.
“We have unfinished business,” he says.
I open my mouth to speak and he puts his pointer finger over my lips. “Stop thinking.”
The song changes to Britney Spears’ “Give Me More,” and unable to stop myself, I keep dancing to the sexy beat, he puts his lips to my ear and whispers, “You want me to give you more, baby girl?” His breath dusts my skin, and goose bumps scatter up my arms.
My brow furrows as I stare at him.
More than anything.
He begins to dance with me, his hips up against mine in the dark crowded dance floor. My eyes flick around in a panic, someone will see us.
His hands drop to my behind and he pulls me close, I feel his hard erection in his pants.
The dominance of the act makes me flutter with arousal.
This is wrong….
His lips go to my ear once again. “We need closure.” He softly bites my earlobe, and I close my eyes. “Just one time,” he murmurs as his hands drag me over his hard cock. A flood of moisture rushes to my sex as I begin to lose control. “Nobody will ever know,” he growls in my ear as he grabs a handful of my hair.
Something snaps deep inside of me and I can’t help it, I lift my face and kiss him.
Right here in public for all to see.
His tongue slides into my mouth as his eyes close.
Long, slow and erotic.
Everyone else in the room disappears. It’s just me and him.
As if coming to his senses he looks up, and his eyes roam around the room, he takes my hand and pulls me off the dance floor and up toward a service hallway.
Alone in the dark, with the sound of the music, we stare at each other.
His lips take mine, our kiss is frantic, my hands are in his hair, his hands are on my behind.
His hard cock, bulging into my stomach.
I want this.
Giuliano Ferrara, naked and on top of me.
Just once.
For five minutes we kiss in the hallway, consumed with passion…taken over by the need to put out the fire.
“Go tell Anna you’ll see her tomorrow.”
“I’m not leaving her here alone.”
“She’s not alone, she’s with Carlo.”
“You know him?” I gasp.
“I sent him to keep her busy.”
My eyes widen in horror, what the hell?
“Don’t worry, she’ll enjoy it.” He kisses me and then turns me by my shoulders, “Go.” He gives me a gentle shove toward the dance floor and I walk up the hallway back out to the main dance floor area. My mind is a foggy mess, at what I’ve done…what I’m about to do.
What I fucking need.
My eyes scan the dance floor and I see them, right where they were. Dirty dancing and kissing like animals.
Jeez…he’s right, she is enjoying it, maybe a little too much.
Get a room.
I walk up and tap Anna on the shoulder. “Anna.”
She pulls out of the kiss, embarrassed she tries to pull out of his grip. “Oh, I’m coming.”
“No.” I smile, my eyes lock with the guy she’s kissing, he’s utterly gorgeous.
Go Anna.
“I’m going back to our hotel, I’m tired. I’ll see you tomorrow?” I lean in and give her a hug.
“No. I’ll come,” she says.
“I’ll get her home safe,” the guy offers.
I bet you will.
Anna’s eyes lock with mine and we smirk at each other, this night is turning out better than expected. “Okay, thanks.” I kiss her cheek and turn and walk toward the front doors and I see Giuliano waiting beside them, his dark eyes hold mine as he takes my hand and my stomach flutters with nerves.