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Smiling, Anton gently caressed my cheek. “Lack of education or worldly knowledge doesn’t mean stupid. Aren’t you learning now?”
My eyes pricked. I nodded, not trusting my voice.
He gestured at the room. “These people have nothing on you. You’re young, beautiful, and smart enough to learn all this shit. You just need to start believing in yourself.”
The onslaught of emotions sweeping through me made me dizzy. Aside from Marcus, and more recently Romero, no one ever seemed to think much of me or my potential. Coming from Anton, it touched me deeply.
Feeling awkward, I tried to lighten the mood with a joke.
“You’re only trying to make me work even more.”
Anton burst out laughing. I loved its booming quality and the way it softened his features.
“Yes. It does involve a bit of hard work.”
He got to his feet and extended a hand towards me. Surprised, I rose and placed my hand in his.
“Let’s dance,” he said, leading me to the dance floor.
An orchestra played slow ballads, mainly as ambient music, but the patrons were welcome to dance. The low hum of conversations considerably lessened as we stopped in the middle of the otherwise empty dance floor. Anton pulled me into his arms, and I wrapped myself around him. Every single eye was on us. I felt happy tingles again. Anton’s nostrils flared and he shook his head, incredulous.
“You’re such an exhibitionist! This? This makes you wet?” he said with a chuckle.
My face burned with embarrassment. Ok, I was a freak. So what? Anton began to move, and I tensed at first.
“Afraid I’m going to squish your toes?” he asked with a wink.
I bit my lip and lowered my eyes.
“Don’t worry, Grace. I know how to lead.”
And did he ever. For such a brawny man, his movements were fluid and effortless. While we mostly swayed from side to side, cheek to cheek, occasionally, he would make us – or me – spin.
Did I mention this was the best evening ever?
I inhaled his fresh scent, raw, male, and mixed with his spicy cologne. Wrapped in his arms, against his chiseled body and surrounded by his scent, I felt at home. Unable to resist, I softly kissed his neck. His arms around my back tightened though he pulled back his head to look at me. We stared at each other for a moment in silence. His gaze fell to my lips, and I slightly lifted my head, on instinct. A strange glimmer flicked through Anton’s eyes. His face took on an incredibly soft, almost tender expression. He leaned down and kissed me.
That was twice, tonight alone. I surrendered to him, his hand gently fisting my hair as he deepened the kiss. My girly bits throbbed in response, and I pressed myself even closer to him. I wanted him to carry me to the closest table, toss the food and dishes to the floor and take me right there, on top of the table – watching patrons be damned. Well, okay, not damned. The thought of them watching while Anton fucked me into next week had me dripping.
He broke the kiss and I almost whimpered. His hand still gripping my hair, he pulled my face into the crook of his neck and pressed his lips to my ear.
“You’re mine, Grace,” he whispered. “You belong to me, and I’m never letting you go. Do you understand?”
Lost in the moment, I nodded against his neck, my arms tightening possessively around him. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread through me at his words.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours, Anton. All yours. No one else but yours,” I whispered.
He kissed my ear, then pulled back to look at me, his eyes burning with desire. “Let’s go home.”
I didn’t need to ask why. The steely length of him strained against my stomach. The thought of his beautiful cock made my mouth water. But as much as I loved sucking him off, right now, I wanted him deep inside me.
When he released me, I was surprised to notice half a dozen couples had joined us on the dance floor. I had been too drowned in a lusty haze to realize it. Unfortunately, fucking Caleb Jennings thwarted our hasty retreat.
“Anton,” he said, blocking our path, “I hope you weren’t leaving already. There are some urgent matters we need to discuss.”
The look on Anton’s face said it all. He was in no mood for any kind of discussion with Caleb right now, urgent or otherwise.
