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Not that there’s a huge amount of movement involved. All I’m really doing is shifting along to the beat. Maybe making some arm movements if I can be bothered to take my hands off Caelan, but I’m enjoying the closeness far more than strictly dancing.
Caelan certainly doesn’t take his hands off me.
He spins me in his arms, my back pressed into his chest and his hips grinding against my ass. I let my head fall back against him, and his mouth latches onto my exposed neck. I moan softly as he bites down on the sensitive flesh there, the sound lost beneath the blare of the music.
His hands move in time to the beat as they roam over my body, running from my thighs, up my sides, and over my stomach. After caressing my chest, his fingers slide inside the deep plunge of my top. I shiver, heat flooding my face and core as he kneads my breasts until my nipples peak, and I whimper needily for him.
He’s hard behind me, his length pressing into me through our clothes, the suggestive grind of it in the way he rolls his hips.
“Caelan,” I groan.
I’m not sure whether I want him to stop or, oh God, please, keep going.This is definitely very far down on the dirty end of the dirty-dancing scale, and I’m trying so damn hard to remember we’re still in public, but he makes it very difficult to think straight. It’s so easy to get lost in the pounding bass, the smoky darkness of the club, and Caelan’s touch all over me. He’s careful to make sure he doesn’t expose anything while groping me, but it’s obvious what he’s doing.
Reaching back, I grip his thigh in return, turning my head and tilting my chin up so he can claim my mouth. Grinding together in time to the music, his tongue doing utterly sinful things as it explores me.
Caelan moves from groping my breasts to reaching beneath my skirt. Just feeling up my thighs at first, then wandering dangerously close to rubbing between my legs.
Part of me wishes he would. My knees feel weak, and I’m so turned on. A little heady from the drink and even more so from the pulsing music and the atmosphere. My heart feels like it’s pounding in my ears. Or maybe that’s just a trick of the deep bass. I can’t quite tell.
I’m wet for him already. And all it would take is for Caelan’s fingers to shift the tiniest bit closer, and his knuckles would brush right against me. He’d be able to feel exactly what he’s doing to me.
“Mmm, Caelan,” I breathe. “I want to… take me home.”
Caelan’s eyes glow hungrily in the dim light. To anyone else, it would seem like just a reflection or a trick of the strobe lighting. I know the truth of it, though. “We’ve only been here, like, an hour. Are you not havin’ fun?”
“Think I’m having too much fun,” I mumble, and Caelan snorts.
He presses a line of wet kisses down the column of my throat, then smirks and moves around to press kisses even lower between my breasts. “Aw, but we’re just getting started.”
“I don’t want to get kicked out for public indecency,” I protest, finding it incredibly hard to concentrate when Caelan’s all over me like this.
Caelan laughs. “I’ve seen far worse happening here already. ’Sides, you think I can’t keep them from noticing us if I want? Illusion stuff is more Elias’ area, but I can at least do that much.”
He does have a point in that regard, but I’m still not quite sure. A bit of exhibitionism is thrilling when it’s only Caelan or Elias watching, but the thought of doing anything in public twists my gut in a much less pleasant way, even if other people can’t see me.
Biting my lip, I shake my head. I don’t want to be a killjoy, and I don’twantto stop, but I can feel self-consciousness rearing its ugly head, and panic tightens in my chest. It’s better to be honest. Caelan will understand.
“Yellow,” I say with some reluctance. “Caelan, I-I can’t. Not with everyone around.”
Caelan’s hands immediately retreat from beneath my skirt and settle in a far more innocent hold on my waist. “Shit. Sorry, doll.” He pulls me close, but this time it’s nothing sexually charged. Just a hug and nothing more. “Wanna blow this joint?”
I bury my face against his shoulder and take a moment to breathe and reorient myself. “Yeah. I don’t want to stop everything, but just… let’s keep going somewhere more private?”
He grins. “You got it.”
He leads me back outside, and the cool evening air hits me like a sledgehammer after coming out of the packed heat of the club. It’s sobering and makes me grimace.I really didn’t think about the weather and this stupid outfit.
Caelan notices and wraps himself around me, rubbing my arms. While Elias always tends to run a few degrees colder than a regular human, Caelan seems to run a few degrees warmer, and he lets me use some of his body heat to keep a little more comfortable on the way back.
We tumble into my apartment, and I lock the door behind us. Caelan is still looking at me with that desire in his eyes, but his smile is full of mischief and faked innocence.
“It’s still pretty early,” he comments idly. “We’ve got time to put on a movie or something.”
There is no way we’ll be able to sit through a movie and keep our hands off each other, and we both know it. But I laugh and oblige his game anyway. “Mmm… we could. What do you want to watch?”
Caelan shrugs.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I kick my shoes off before crawling to settle at the headboard. Given the lack of seating and that the television is directly in front of the bed, it’s the only sensible place to watch movies. My skirt rides up my thighs, but I don’t bother pulling it back down.
