His voice is hot against my neck, and I second-guess my reluctance.
Maybe Idowant to dance.
“How about this, Tara, if you have once danced with Jasper, I’ll take you to the enchanted bioluminescent lake.”
My mouth gapes open wide in shock. “I thought you were taking me there anyway!”
“Well,” she shrugs, “privileges can be revoked.”
I laugh. I was really looking forward to that lake trip.
“Fine,” I raise my hands in the air. “Fine, one dance.”
Danielle squeals, and in an instant, Jasper has me lifted up over his shoulder.
He’s so quick with his little supernatural movements, I hardly even realize what’s going on until it’s too late.
I protest a little at first, but as he moves me through the party, and I gaze at all the smiling faces, I decide to give in.
What’s the point in grasping for so much control when life can be filled with this much joy?
So much happiness, once you learn to just let go.
Jasper plants me down in the middle of the dance floor, and everyone cheers when they see me.
The music is louder here, pulsing through the space and mixing in with the chatter and laughter of both witches and shifters around me.
Jasper grabs me, dips me down, and then directs my body.
I don’t even need to think, don’t even need to move, as he does it all for me. He spins me around, pulls me in, then pulls me back out.
Once my arms are back over his neck and we’re staring at one another, I start to get into it.
I move my body side to side, letting the beat roll through me.
“There you go,” he murmurs, raking his gaze up and down my body.
I laugh. “This is what you want then, huh?”
“What I want,” he leans forward, “is you.”
My chest flutters as he grazes his lips ever so softly against mine. I kiss him back, melting into him, before he spins me around again.
Now, against him, I move my ass in circular motions. I’m feeling the music now.
He directs me exactly where he wants me to go. I twist and gyrate sensually, a hot sticky feeling snaking around my body.
“You feel so good,” he murmurs into my ear.
His big hands trail all over me, cupping the sides of my breasts, feeling their way along my curves.
“I could have you right now.”
“Jasper—"
I want to protest; people are surely watching! But I feel the energy that’s between us roll over me and knock me out.
My eyes flutter shut.