Page 11 of Until I Claim You


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We find a plot of land on the dance floor.

I adjust to slide my hand around her waist, pulling her only an inch closer to me. I’m not going to give her everything at once. Don’t want to scare the poor girl. “I think you’ll find there’s nothing about me that is usual, Swan.”

Her lips perk up at the nickname. Or name, I should say. I have no other way of referring to her and I’m not about to ask. I want this encounter to remain shrouded in mystery.

Why learn names when we’ll never see each other again, most likely?

We adjust our dancing posture and begin to sway across the floor to the swooning melody the band plays. Our form is prim and proper to start. However, the music makes it impossible to stay apart for too long.

I find our hips pulling together as our eyes remain locked.

We are both silent. And yet so much is communicated. A mutual want. A yearning.

I lean toward her ear. “You’re not letting me lead.”

“I don’t normally dance with strangers,” she says in return. “I have to maintain some semblance of control.”

I chuckle, eyes falling to her pink, glossy lips. “With me, you don’t have to worry about loss of control.” I congratulate myself for that one.

Except she laughs. Loud. Head thrown back.

People look at her. And what a sight she is.

“My god, you’re a flirt, aren’t you?”

My mouth opens and closes, trying to figure out what to say.

“You say that to all the girls, I bet.”

She has my number down pat. My charms and platitudes aren’t going to work against her if I remain cliché. “I don’t talk to girls, I only talk to women.”

“I bet you say that one too.” Her gaze scans the dance floor around us.

I clutch her hand tighter in mine, her warm palm sending sparks through me.

I spread my hand across her lower back as I pull her hips closer to mine.

She doesn’t resist. Which means even though she’s giving me shit, she still wants this.

“Have you seen me dancing with anyone else tonight?”

“Do you think I’ve been watching only you tonight, Phoenix?”

I grin. “I know you have.”

Her determination falters only a little, but I’ve been watching her enough tonight that I can catch all of her minute emotions.

“I’ve felt your eyes on me since I walked in.”

“You say that as if you haven’t had your eyes on me.”

I shake my head. “No, no. The difference between you and me, Swan…” My hips brush against her and my half-hardened cock goes full tilt to an erection. I’m not even embarrassed.

The smile on her lips tells me everything I need to know.

I lean again toward her ear, this time letting my lipbrush up against her dangling pearl earring. “I’m not afraid to admit when I’ve been watching.”

Swan holds her breath. Waiting with anticipation for me to speak.

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