He downs the rest of his drink, sets the glass down on the table, and stands up.
“Come,” he says, and he reaches his hand out to take mine. A lock of his hair drifts over his eye as he inclines his head to the side.
I give my hand to him. My dainty hand is swallowed in his as I rise to my feet.
Standing so close to him feels different now that we’re playing this game. I’m in my heels, yet my head barely reaches his chest, making him seem more foreboding as he towers over me.
The overhead lights bounce off his eyes, and I stare. Attraction in abundance ripples around us, from me to him. It’s so strong I could touch it.
“Where are we going?”
“To dance, Bellissima. I would not bring you here and not dance with you.”
Dance with him.I really must be in an alternate dimension. I like it here. It’s going to be hard to leave.
“You dance?” I ask.
“Yes, and fortunately for you I can dance to anything too.” A smile lights up his handsome face and like a puppet, I follow him when he tugs on my hand.
As we walk away from the lounge, it’s like I shed the person I was when I came to work tonight. I’m not that worried person I was who was terrified of what tonight would bring. I’m not that girl who knew she shouldn’t be here but came in on a whim of desperation in hopes to save her mother and herself.
I walk with him and feel like a woman who’s about to go on some wild adventure with the sexiest man I’ve ever seen in my life.
He slips his arm around me, pulling me closer as we walk down the stairs. Then everything becomes electrifying the instant we step onto the dance floor.
The music pulses through me, fueling my nerves. The people grinding against each other sets the tone for how we’re supposed to dance. With the majority dressed in lingerie it feels like I just stepped into a wild erotic fantasy.
James smooths his fingers over the edge of my hip while he takes his place behind me and bends close to my ear when the music dips low to change.
“Dance with me,” he whispers. His warm breath is a gentle caress over my skin.
The music vibes into another Latin club mix. I start to sway to the provocative rhythm that moves me. The moment he starts to move with me, I realize he really can dance, and has skills too. I’m completely surprised. Our bodies start moving together like we practiced.
When the bridge of the song changes to a Salsa beat, James spins me out to a suave crossbody lead, twirling me as we dance in a series of variations and footwork that make me smile. He gives me a cocky smile when he watches the realization settle on my face.
I’m so impressed. He can actually dance, maybe better than me, and he’s sexier when he dances too.
People start to notice us and make room.
We move like we were made for each other, and everything and everyone fades away. I just hear the music and feel him, dancing with me, touching me.
Touching me the way I’ve always wanted him to touch me. His hands flutter over my waist, they link with mine, they roam over my hips, and when they press to my ass as he pushes me up against him, we both grind against each other and dip low in true sexy salsa style.
It’s that move that snaps something, whatever I was holding on to, to keep some semblance of distance between us that would help me focus. It’s gone now, so it feels like the most natural thing in the world when his hand presses harder against my ass, moving me even closer to his chest, and I feel his erection pressing into my stomach.
The wild, carnal look on his face tells me he wants me to know he’s aroused. As aroused as I am.
Lust glitters his eyes. I see it so clearly as the lights bounce off us and he takes sexy to another level when he spins me out and reels me back in as the song ends.
I find myself laughing, and because I was so lost in him, I didn’t realize we had a crowd.
A crowd who is now clapping for us.
Everyone was so absorbed in their fantasies, I’m so amazed they noticed us.
I beam up at James, and he smiles back at me. Then that lust comes back into his eyes, and he reaches out to touch my face.
While everyone goes back to their fantasies when the next song comes on, I get lost in him.