Page 3 of Last Dance


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I keep my eyes locked on the curvy blond struggling to dance amongst the wild bodies rolling around her. The stupid asshole that keeps pushing his dick into her soft ass and has his hands all over her curves even as she pushes against him is just begging to die. Begging to meet his maker tonight. Lucky for him I’ll be happy to send him on his way.

I just have a feeling that my little goddess might take exception to me killing him. Or anyone in front of her.

It’s annoying but I’ll have to keep myself in check for right now. But if I ever see the man alone somewhere…all bets are off. I will kill him. Or at least maim him if I’m feeling generous. Maybe tear that dick he keeps grinding into her off and feed it to him.

I move through the dance floor crowd, barely touching anyone. As soon as they see me coming, the crowd parts like a hungry lion is in their midst.

As I catch sight of my curvy goddess, my lips twitch. I am hungry. So damn hungry. I want to take a bite out of all those curves and delve between those thick thighs. Lose myself for at least a month straight.

Finally, I’m standing beside her and even though bodies are writhing all around us, I swear I can feel the heat coming off of her and smell the light floral scent she wears. My dick jerks in my dress pants and presses painfully against the zipper.

The dumbass finally looks up and pales, his pasty body tensing. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Campano. I didn’t know she was with you.”

I just nod at him and he darts away into the crowd. Hopefully to get the fuck out of here before I catch him alone and make him pay for touching what’s mine.

The curvy blonde turns around and her blue eyes widen comically. Her eyes dart up and down my body, smoky heat curling in those sapphire eyes that have me hypnotized.

She stops dancing and starts to move away but I don’t let her. I curl my arms around her waist and tug her gently to me. Her red-painted mouth drops open but she doesn’t move away like she did with the other asshole. Instead she studies me carefully.

“Hello, beautiful.”

Her light brow lifts and she grins slightly. “I think you’ve got the wrong woman. I don’t know you.”

My own lip twitches when she tries to pull back. I pull her closer, shaking my head. “No. I’ve got the right woman. You don’t know me but you will. And you’ve had your last dance with any other man. From now on, you’ll only dance with me, dove.” My eyes drift down her body and she flushes like an innocent. My cock jerks and I groan, turning my hips slightly away from her. I don’t want to scare the shit out of her.

This woman is clearly an innocent and I don’t want to shock her but my hunger for her is overwhelming. It winds through my veins like a four-alarm fire taking over every single inch of me.

“Tell me your name, princess?”

Her head cocks to the side. “It’s not princess.”

“You will be my princess. So it suits you. However I’d like to know the name of my future bride.”

Her mouth falls open and there goes my cock again.

“T-t-tally.” Her head dips down and she winces. “I don’t even have a boyfriend.”

“Oh, you have more than that, Princess Tally. You have me. Xavier Campano. Your future husband.”

“My...” Her soft voice trails off. “I think that you are one very confused man.”

The crowd moves away again and I pull her away with me. Her feet in the high heeled sandals slip a little bit on the floor and she drags at her arm. “Hey, where are we going?”

“To be alone.”

“What if I don’t want that?”

I pull her to a stop and search her blue eyes. There’s a smile in those eyes. A little twinkle as if she’s playing with me.

“I don’t think that you’re actually serious with me, princess. I think that you’re teasing me. Most people know better than to do that but I’ll let you get away with it.”

She rolls her eyes and her shoulders twitch back and forth. “Oh please. It’s not like you’re a dangerous man.”

My brow lifts and she narrows her sapphire eyes at me. “I’m more dangerous than you know. But never to you.”

Plopping her down in a chair alongside the dance floor I go to the bar to get her a drink.

While I wait, I study the people around us and relegate them to where they belong. Filler.

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