His words meant the world to me. I wasn’t sure how to respond.
My mind was blown.
I closed my eyes, willing myself to be the strong, confident woman I was on Dirty Dick’s stage. Raising to my feet, I looped my arms around Zander’s neck. I knew just the song I wanted him to play. “‘Dance for You’ by Beyoncé.”
He kissed me softly. “You got it, my lovely.”
I sensed if I told him no, he wouldn’t pressure me. He’d keep the light off during sex. He’d do whatever I asked of him.
Wasn’t it silly of me to hide from him when I had no problem taking off my top for strangers? How long could I go without him seeing me totally naked? As if he hadn’t felt my soft spots during sex. If I wanted a meaningful relationship with Zander, I needed to give him all of me.
Emotion bubbled in my throat when the song started. I loved the lyrics. Had imagined one day I would dance to it for my man. That day had arrived.
I moved my torso slowly, mimicking making love as I guided Zander to the edge of the bed. He sat, his eyes locked on me. My dance routine flowed out of me like a gentle river, soft and natural.
Zander watched, thoroughly entranced. I felt the awe shining in his eyes reach into my soul.
I slowly unbuttoned my dress, dropping one shoulder, then the other. I gave him a flirty smile, teasing him as I turned in a circle, pausing to wiggle my ass. His hands caressed my hips, trailing down each ass cheek.
My heart rate spiked, my face flushing, and my pussy tingled. What was this man doing to me?
Facing him again, I lowered my dress more. My breasts spilled out, then my soft tummy when the fabric pooled at my feet. I forced myself to not look away, to proudly stand before him. It wasn’t easy, but Zander chased my fears away with the fire in his eyes.
He tugged me onto his lap. His fingers went into my hair as he captured my lips. “So fucking beautiful, Jay. I held my breath the entire song, mesmerized by you.”
How did he know what to say to ease my worries?
Was he a mind reader, a soul reader? Whatever Zander Quinn was, I wanted him to be mine.
Please, could he be mine forever?