“I love this song. Can we dance?” She had a pouty look on her face. Not like a child’s. It was the pout of a beautiful seductress. No matter how she tried to play the part, this was no innocent girl.
“Sure.” He placed a light hand on her hip. “Let's go.”
Before they even hit the dance floor, she started swaying her hips, taking small quick steps from side to side as she matched the rhythm of the melody. She looked like an exotic, untouchable fantasy. Stefen tried to keep up, but it was near impossible to follow her flawless moves.
Jolts of energy ran through his entire body as she unexpectedly dug her fingers into his hips.
“Like this,” she guided him, holding firmly as she moved her hands and his hips up and down to the beat of the music. Turning around, she backed into him, shaking her ass and rocking her hips. Her arms raised above her head while she wiggled her shoulders.
Son of a bitch. She was intoxicating.
He hoped she didn’t back up too far and discover just how much he was enjoying her dance moves. Leah ran her hands under her hair and pulled it up, exposing one of his favorite parts on a woman’s body. Her neck. The skin running down her neckline and shoulders glistened with sweat as she continued to move her body.
Drinking her in, he decided there wasn’t much he wouldn’t do to make her his. At least, for one night. That was all he wanted.One fantastic night.
Between the effects of the strobe lights, her sweaty body, floral scent, and visions of what he’d like to do to her, Stefen was ready to pick her up caveman-style and get the hell out of here. When Leah turned around, she gave him a look that suggested she was up for the same thing.