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He froze.
There she was. Vickey Romano, gyrating on the dancefloor in tight skinny jeans that drew every eye to her luscious derriere and a long-sleeved, halter-style sweater that stretched across her cleavage while showing off her milky midriff.
Fuck, she was gorgeous. So gorgeous. Just seeing her tore at him, made his heart skip and his cock hard.
Her dancing was a thing to behold. Graceful. Seductive. Neither slow nor fast, but a pace that was entirely her own and utterly bewitching. She gave it her all, moving her hands up her body, through her long raven locks, to join over her head as she rocked her hips and abdomen, inviting someone, anyone, to come hither.
He watched her from his perch at the bar. Drinking in her every move and contour, observing her the way a falcon watches a rabbit in the meadow. But in the back of his mind, he remembered the feeling of those long legs wrapped around him. Those delicate fingers on his skin, in his hair, urging him on as he devoured her luscious pussy. Remembered the softness of her raven locks sliding through his fingers, the heat of her skin on his, the taste of her rosy nipples, the kittenish moans she made whenever he fingered her clit while fucking her from behind…
He wanted her, regardless. Wanted to go over and kiss her, take her, mark her somehow so all the world knew she was his.
He tossed back and drained the Tan & Black. Utrinque Paratus.
Ready for Anything
If it weren’t for the seasonal décor, one could almost have been forgiven for thinking it was anything other than a national holiday in less than an hour. Seven was bustling. The music was loud. The atmosphere sultry. And the patrons were hot and heavy.
Utterly consumed by the beat and flow of the music, Vickey let it sweep her away. She wanted to lose herself in the music, forget the pain, the loneliness.
This was what she’d needed. This freedom. The momentary release of knowing she was lost, just one amongst many. A girl like any other. They couldn’t touch her here. There were no hunters in the crowd. No one looking to claim the bounty on her head. No hunters, just watchers.
She could feel eyes on her from somewhere, hot and hungry, raking her from head to toe.
And suddenly, the music blaring out through the speakers changed. The chronic pop Christmas song switched to the sensual throb of a jazz storm, making her very core vibrate to its seductive rhythm.
It’s true what they say,
Love is blind,
so, we must find our way.
You know my name
Come into my world,
See through my eyes.
Hear my words,
And know what I say
Remember
We've been dreaming this life
But when you need me,
I’ll hold you close
Hold you tight
Love you forever
As we’re together this night,
I'm broken without you...
The eyes never left her as she let the music guide her, giving herself over to its sensual beat as the heat raked her from head to toe, sizzling across her skin. It was as thrilling as it was unnerving.
