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And then Natalia draped one hand over her dad’s shoulder and slipped the other into his waiting hand. As soon as Natalia swung her hip out and stepped forward with practiced grace, Sam’s stomach fluttered.
It took six beats. Six expert moves for it to become painfully obvious that Natalia was an amazing dancer. She might have guessed by the way she moved in bed, but she was woefully unprepared for the sight of her dancing salsa like she’d won competitions. Was there anything she didn’t excel at?
“Well, we can’t let them have all the fun,” Sam’s mother said, brown eyes glinting while she gestured toward the dance floor.
Sam went through the motions of dancing with her mother, though her eyes strayed constantly to Natalia spinning in her father’s arms, her mesmerizing footwork on beat with the music.
She was surprised Natalia agreed to dance with him, but was grateful she’d been gracious enough to accept. Sam had no words for what she felt upon realizing that Natalia was doing all the work to make her dad look like a much better dancer than he was.
When Marc Anthony handed the reins over to La India, Sam’s Uncle Mandy asked her for a dance — agreeing to give Sam the lead. She accepted, trying to make the smile on her face seem genuine. She wanted to get to Natalia, who was now occupying the very center of the floor with her cousin Leo.
Without missing a beat, Natalia moved fluidly with the rhythm, her hips swaying hypnotically. Sam’s mouth went dry, watching her complicated turns, skin glistening with a fine sheen.
Her attention strayed constantly to Natalia, her poise and elegance intoxicating as she danced with Leo and then Ty. When the music changed again to an old song called Candela — apt when Sam felt like her body was alive with liquid fire — she dropped her politeness.
Unable to take it anymore, Sam cut in and pulled Natalia into her own arms. Natalia yielded after a brief hesitation, her tentative fingers coming to rest on Sam’s neck and taking her hand with conviction.
Despite having been led by her other dance partners, Natalia took a decisive step backward, signaling that she would take the lead. Sam laughed, wiped sweat from her own forehead, and let Natalia take charge.
Natalia pushed Sam away, showing off with impressive flair, before pulling her back in to a spin. As they swayed together, bodies pressed tightly, Sam was hyperaware of everywhere they connected. Natalia’s hips rolled and dipped against hers, igniting sparks across Sam’s hypersensitive skin.
She smoothed her hands over the damp material covering Natalia’s back, feeling the shift of muscle beneath. Having her this close made Sam’s head spin and heart race out of control.
Natalia’s touch was electric, little currents of desire jolting through Sam everywhere their bodies met. When Natalia’s thighs brushed hers, Sam had to remember that they weren’t alone.
As they moved in unison, Sam was consumed with the feel of Natalia under her hands. The brush of her breath, the flutter of pulse under silken skin. She wanted to gather Natalia even closer. Wanted to breathe her in. To drink her. And taste her. Until she was drunk.
Their joined bodies were a live wire, dangerous and sweltering. Sam struggled to temper the flame, but some primal part of her longed to consume them both in a reckless inferno.
Breathless, dizzy with need, Sam tightened her grip on Natalia’s hips. She met Natalia’s dark, simmering gaze and saw her own hunger reflected there. Natalia’s lips parted, and Sam nearly gave in to the magnetic urge to capture them with her own.
She resisted, though her restraint hung by the thinnest thread. She clung to Natalia, pulse thundering in her ears.
The music and crowd faded away until it was just the two of them, lost in each other, when the song turned to a slow ballad.
Sam ran her hands down Natalia’s back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. “You’re an amazing dancer,” she murmured.
“You’re not terrible.” Natalia’s lips grazed her ear, setting Sam aflame.
“I don’t want to wait for cake,” Sam confessed.
“Then don’t.”
CHAPTER 32
Covered in sweat and thighs sore from dancing in heels that were too spiked, Natalia pushed Samantha into the villa like she meant to destroy her. Tugging at Samantha’s belt while she rushed her back toward the room, Samantha was in nothing but her trousers when she landed on the bed.
Glasses discarded, Samantha’s eyes were so dark she looked supernatural. Natalia imagined she was one of Lilith’s daughters. That when she looked at her like she was starving, she would sink into her and drink her in.
Hiking her skirt up around her waist, Natalia straddled Samantha’s thighs so she could do away with her belt. But Samantha was in a defiant mood. She reached out, pulling Natalia on top of her.
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all night,” Samantha moaned, breathless and strained, as if Natalia was doing more than sitting on her.
Natalia crushed her mouth to Samantha’s, kissing her with bruising force. She needed to regain her footing after the evening with Samantha’s family. All night she’d felt out of her body, but now she was focused, drawing power from Samantha’s desire like a goddess lavished with offerings and sacrifice.
Samantha responded hungrily, mouth opening to let Natalia claim her. Natalia swept her tongue inside, deepening the kiss until she was dizzy. Until she was floating.
She threaded her fingers through Samantha’s hair, angling her head to kiss her more thoroughly. Samantha’s answering moan vibrated through her, giving her life.
