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She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

I caught her, paused as I hovered over her and asked her to dance.

“Give me back my drink,” she said.

I smiled, said something innocuous about her father not approving and led her to the dance floor.

She stared at me, wide-eyed and perfect pink lips slightly parted as I danced her across the ballroom. “This will be a night you’ll never forget, Alicia. I can promise you that.” I slid my hand down the smooth curve of her back, wanting so much to cup her ass but not daring to in front of so many people.

But if I could get my hand between the ruffles of her gown, I might just...

Alicia gasped, big eyes staring up at me as I cupped the meat of her ass. There was still a thin layer of fabric between us, but this way no one would notice.

At least I hoped they wouldn’t. The last thing I needed was someone blabbing to Richard Snow that I’d defiled his daughter in public.

Which was exactly what I intended on doing.

“You are so beautiful, Alicia,” I whispered and to my surprise, she leaned into me, putting her rounded ass more firmly in my palm. I smirked at her. “You like that, don’t you?”

She nodded slightly.

“I wonder where else I can touch you,” I said softly, focusing all my attention on her as we moved around the dance floor.

Alicia’s chest heaved, tops of her pale breasts trembling almost out of the bodice as I slid my hand down her thigh. And again I saw it on her face, her beautiful, innocent, easy to read face— What are you doing to me?

Everything I want my Snow Queen. Everything I want.

Chapter Three

Alica

Oh, God. What was I doing?! Letting this stranger touch me and enjoying it so much. We floated across the dance floor, eyes locked, my heartbeat the only thing I could hear and how much I wanted him to keep touching me the only thought in my head. “Who, who are you?” I asked when I finally found my voice.

“My name is Liam,” he said as his hand somehow found its way under my skirt. I gasped when his skin met mine, shuddering as his fingers grazed up and down the side of my thigh. “Nothing you don’t want, my Snow Queen. Say the word and I’ll stop.”

I looked into Liam’s eyes, seeing pure desire and need burning within their deep blue depths and things started getting tight and heavy and all I could think was that I never wanted him to stop.

The music changed. I only know because our steps slowed and he guided my hands from a waltz position to rest around his neck. He stared into my eyes as he let his hand brush the front of my panties. “Oh God,” I whispered, dipping my head to rest against his chest.

“I’m going to make you come right here in the middle of the ballroom.” His silky smooth voice slid over me, prickling the hairs on my arms and making me wetter than I’d ever been before.

“Ooooh,” I sighed quietly into his chest as his fingers found their way inside my panties. He wasted no time diving into my wet heat, stroking me so lightly, with such maddening gentleness when all I wanted to do was grind myself against him. But I didn’t dare. I wouldn’t move my hips, not even under the cover of my ball gown. I didn’t want everyone here knowing the most delicious guy I’d ever seen was getting me off.

Liam kissed the top of my head as I shivered against him. “You’re absolutely drenched,” he whispered.

I moaned into him, letting his broad chest conceal the sound as he pressed against my clit.

“So drenched and so tight,” he said as a second finger played with my opening.

“Oh God,” I whispered between shallow breaths. “I’m going to...”

“I know,” he said in that easy, velvety voice. “I want you to. Come, Alicia. Right here in front of everyone.”

And I did. In the middle of the grand ballroom of the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, I had my first ever orgasm with a man. Eyes squeezed shut and lips pressed together I buried my face in Liam’s chest and hoped to God I didn’t look like I was coming. I shook against him as the waves of sensation and lusty oblivion crashed over me.

“Perfect,” he whispered and before I’d recovered even slightly, Liam whisked me off the dance floor.

“Where are we going,” I mumbled, voice thick and heavy.


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