Page 847 of One More Kiss

I open my eyes and find him focused on me, an odd expression on his face.

What is he thinking?

I open my mouth to ask him, but he beats me to it.

“Do you wanna dance?”

Dance? He wants to dance?

My brain reminds me of the image I had of us burning the floor, and just like that, I’m interested in doing a lot more than burning the floor.

“Y-yeah, sure.”

I drink my juice quickly and place the glass on the table. He gets up, unzips his sports jackets, and holds his hand out to me.

I see his t-shirt clinging to his body like a second skin, and I make out the fine line of his abs.

I knew it. I knew he had a six pack in there behind all those clothes.

I lick my lips and look up. He smirks and motions with his fingers to get up.

I take hold of his hand and slide out of our booth, following him to the dance floor.

He guides us, and the crowd parts, making way for us to walk.

His presence commands it: imposing. Grandiose.

He tugs me, pulling me into his arms when he finally finds a spot on the floor good enough for us to dance.

His hand glides down my back and snakes around my waist, the other hand supporting my neck.

Anxious anticipation fills me.

His breath skitters across my neck and ear. Goosebumps ripple and my pulse misses several beats.

“Let go, Oak,” he whispers in my ears and all the tension vanishes out of my body. A tension I hadn’t had a clue I had been carrying in me.

I relax and lean into him, our feet moving, gliding, hips shaking, grinding against each other.

I feel the push of his arousal reach deep into my bones.

Vibrating.

Alive.

A moan rips from me, echoing through my being. I want him. I want him like I’ve never wanted anything in my life.

Head bent, he kisses the crook of my neck, his tongue tracing the shell of my ear.

My heart jumps, then thunders.

Fast and kicking.

“Be mine tonight.” I heave a shuddering breath. “Be mine tomorrow.” My lips part, eyes flutter. “Be mine while you are here.” I incline my head toward him, our lips brushing, barely.

How can I say no to such an offer?

I can’t. I won’t.

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