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Then turn my back on him, moving further away. A nervous bubble forms in my stomach, and I check Ren again and really hope he didn’t see that encounter,
Of course, he did. And so did Tommy who is starting to stand, talking in Ren’s ear. He puts his hand out for Tommy to stop and sit back down, but they both don’t look happy, Ren especially.
The knot in my tummy tightens, and I’ve done what I can to save this guy. I hope he heeds the message and listens. It appears he has.
If this was Sergei, well first off, I’d not be on the dance floor. And second, the guy would already be dead. And last, it would be a very long and painful night for me.
But the songs keep playing and I keep dancing, until it happens again. This time, it isn’t subtle. A body plasters themselves to my back and two hands hold my waist flush against them.
Initial panic grips me, and like clockwork Sergei’s face flashes in my eyes. My reflexes kick in, and I lift my heel ready to stab whatever son of a bitch that thinks my body is up for the taking. But the stiletto heel hits the floor hard, and then I get a hint of citrus and sandalwood and that unmistakable cologne.
Ren’s deep husky chuckle sounds in my ear, and his lips brush my neck and up my jaw until his hot breath is on my earlobe. “Glad to see I did the right thing. Clearly, you can take care of yourself.”
I lean back into him, because…well he feels so good. “Right thing? You nearly lost a toe.”
“I also could have come down here and beat the shit out of that guy the first time he laid a hand on you. But I didn’t think you would appreciate that.”
And again, to any other girl that would be crazy. To me, it makes me melt.
“No, I wouldn’t. Thank you.” I tilt my head up to look at him, smiling.
He returns it with an even bigger one. His large hand glides down my bare arm until it reaches mine. He takes it and twirls me around to face him, then dips me back, like we are the only two in the club.
Ren’s not a spectator anymore.
He pulls me up, rolling my body up against his, brushing my breasts against his chest. Our eyes meet face to face, and I get lost staring into his dark eyes. I see a passion so intense it makes my nipples harden, and I know in that moment what I want. I want Ren.
Ria announces the end of her set, dedicating her final song to me. One that has all the words to finally convince me to let it all go.
And I do.
Ren whirls me around, burying his face into the back of my neck and pulling me closer. So close I can feel every inch of his erection pressed hard against my ass. And it’s at that glorious moment when I let my body go, moving naturally to the music, grinding into Ren like I’ve been wanting to all night. And he feels so good, holding me tightly between his strong arms, in a way that makes me feel invincible.
The music is throbbing through the walls, vibrating every cell in my body. We sway together to the beat, my back moulding into the heat of his chest. I moan softly as his hands run over my body, caressing my curves and squeezing my breasts until I arch my back against his chest.
“Come with me?” His voice is a desperate plea.
“Anywhere,” I breathe, on the verge of begging.
He grabs my hand and pulls us through the crowded dance floor, weaving in and out of bodies that are in our way. Until finally we turn into the hallway leading to the stairs to his office.
But we don’t make it there.
He slams me back against the concrete wall, and his mouth crashes down on mine. Both out of control, his tongue dives into my mouth, dominating it with every stroke and I surrender completely. His hands are everywhere, pulling at my hair, grasping my breasts, grabbing my ass and spreading my legs as he pushes as far into me as he can.
He ravages me like a hungry beast and I feed off it, needing him just as much. I run my hands over his chest, feeling the bulging muscles and the ripples of his six pack. He groans as my nails dig into his flesh as I run them lower to his hips where I can feel his hard cock.
He grabs my hands and pins them to the wall above my head, pushing my legs apart with his knee, pushing my dress up over my hips and grinding his cock against me. I moan softly and he nips at my ear lobe, sucking the skin beneath it into his mouth, and wrapping my legs around his waist.
I move to find what I am craving for, and when his hard cock slides against my clit, I almost come undone. He groans at my neediness and helps me get what I want by thrusting his hips. I writhe beneath him, grinding into him, needing him to fill me.
My dress rides up to my waist, and anyone could see us, but I don’t care.
About anything.
Not tonight.
Not now.
