Page 43 of An Inconvenient Marriage
Or I tried to, at least. Natalie was as stiff as a board.
“Close your eyes,” I told her.
She hesitated for a moment, then did as I’d asked. With her eyes closed, I kept my hands on her hips and positioned myself behind her. I took a breath and dragged in a lungful of oranges and jasmine.
Shit, this really wasn’t a good idea.
I turned my head, intending to find our booth and go back, but when I spotted Javier watching us instead, I knew I had to see this through.
Taking another deep breath, I flexed my fingers and pulled her hips to mine and thought of bunnies and ice cream and anything else that would keep me from getting hard against her ass. When I had my hormones somewhat under control, I whispered against her ear, “Feel me move.”
I held her close and gyrated my hips to the beat of the song, urging her with my hands to sway with me. But she didn’t. Standing stock-still, she didn’t even twitch. I was about to give up when she suddenly jerked to life.
That first rotation of her hips was choppy and off-beat, but at least she was giving me something to work with.
“That’s good,” I said. “Now try it on the beat.”
Her second rotation was a lot better than the first, even if it almost had me cursing out loud when she stuck her ass out and dragged it over my crotch. Screw bunnies and ice cream, all I could think about was bending her over right there on the dance floor and having my wicked way with her.
Gritting my teeth, I dug my fingers into her skin and pushed her away from me slightly. I still had to lean in close to talk to her. Maybe it was the place or the music, but being so close to her, I simply couldn’t resist.
I ran my nose up along her neck and took a deep breath. My hold on her hips tightened, fingers digging into her skin. “Every twist, swivel, and roll of your hips is a form of seduction.” Bending my knees, I rotated with her. “It’s your body telling my body how desperately you need me.”
I smoothed my palms up her waist, splaying my fingers over her rib cage just below her breasts. “Arms up and around my neck.”
This time, she didn’t hesitate. She did exactly what I told her and took it a step further when her fingers slipped through the hair at my nape.
“Let’s dance.”
Together our bodies moved. Natalie was jerky with no sense of rhythm, but it didn’t matter. My hands didn’t want to stay put. My fingers itched with a desperate need to slide up and mold her breasts.
To feel if her nipples were hard and aching for my touch.
My hips wanted to thrust forward. To rub myself against her ass until I couldn’t see straight.
Yeah, dancing like this definitely wasn’t the smartest idea.
With an abrupt stop, I grabbed her by the elbow and spun her around. Cheeks flushed, chest heaving, she stared at me with those big blue eyes.
I licked my lips. “Maybe we should start with something easier.”
“O-okay.”
Swallowing the need to lunge forward and have my fill, I held out my hand for her. Gaze on me, Natalie touched her palm to mine. I curled my fingers around hers and had to take two deep breaths before I could trust myself enough to close the distance between us.
Toe to toe, I slipped my arm around her waist. “All right, you’re going to keep swaying your hips the way I showed you.”
“Okay,” she said again.
“But we’re going to add on to that now. When I step forward, you step back.” I raised a brow. “Got it?”
There was a pause. It was equivalent to the calm before a storm. Because holy hell, the moment her lips stretched into that wide smile, my entire world imploded. It was big, bright, beautiful… and wreaked havoc inside me.
“You step forward, I step back. Got it.”
I used the sound of her voice to keep me grounded. To keep my fucking sanity in check before I did something I could never come back from.
With another deep drag of air, I asked, “Ready?”
