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“I’ve missed your body,” he whispered in my ear, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin there.
My heart raced, and my cheeks burned as I focused on the waltz, not sure how to respond. His touch was electric, and I tried to suppress a rush of desire.
He moved his hand to my bare back and caressed me below my shoulder blades.
Heat flooded my body as he traced his fingers down to my backside. He pulled me closer and pressed his body against mine. I wanted to push him away and slap him but couldn’t.
His hardness pressed against my inner thigh, and it took every ounce of self-control not to reach down and stroke him.
He pressed his lips against my ear. “Do you remember how it felt when I fucked you? The way I made you come again and again?”
The heat surged through me as he continued to whisper in my ear, his words driving me wild. I couldn’t deny the way he made me feel.
I wanted him, craved him.
I was a fool for not coming up with any witty banter.
The man rendered me speechless.
“Try not to squirm so much,” he said as he pulled me even closer. “It’s a waltz, not a tango.”
I bit my lip and squeezed my legs together in an attempt to stop my body from reacting to him. There was no way I could hide my own arousal.
It was getting harder and harder to ignore my feelings for him.
I glanced around the room, and a small contingent of onlookers was watching us dance.
If they thought we had already consummated the marriage, they didn’t show with scowls of disapproval or anything that hinted they believed we were acting inappropriately in any way.
If only they knew the truth.
I froze in his arms when I noticed my mother watching me intently from across the room. Her eyes bored into me with a gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. Clearly, she didn’t approve of Luc’s and my relationship, and yet she was allowing it for some unknown reason.
Luc pulled me forward as the music increased in tempo, and I struggled to keep my footing in my attempt to keep up with his quick, fluid movements. His dancing was effortless, as if he was doing nothing at all, and when he turned, he brought me so close to his body there wasn’t a part of his firm, strong frame I couldn’t feel. He slid his hand down to the small of my back while every inch of us touched.
“You feel that?” Luc whispered into my ear.
I nodded.
“That cock’s for you, baby.”
His warm breath gave me a rush of chills, and my sex throbbed with desire.
“But you have to ask me for it. Beg for it. I want to watch those pretty lips of yours plead for mercy right before I fuck your mouth as your perfect mascara runs down your face.”
I cursed myself for the intensity of my desire for him. He was playing me. He knew I was aching for him, even though I had yet to say a word.
“Say it,” he hissed in my ear. “Say you want me to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.”
I swallowed past the lump in my throat.
“Say it now, or I’ll spank your ass right here on the dance floor for all to see. You think you’re blushing now? Just wait.” He paused. “Say it.”
“Please fuck my mouth,” I whispered, barely audible.
“Louder,” he growled. “I want to hear you beg for my cock.”
I looked around the room, feeling the flush spreading across my cheeks. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to humiliate myself like this.
