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“And you know we'll be here for whatever you need,” he said, not only including himself but our other friends too.
I dipped my head in a nod, falling silent as I continued to watch Serenity and Daisy dance to the music. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about my concerns revolving around her father, and it was easy to get distracted when she was swaying her hips the way she was.
Especially in the outfit that left so much of her soft stomach bare.
After a few more songs, Asher nudged me. “I think it's about time we go join them, don't you?”
Asher didn't bother to wait for me, navigating his way through the crowd of people to get to Daisy.
Normally I would stay right where I was.
Normally I would never be caught on the dance floor.
But nothing between Serenity and myself was normal, and there was nothing more I wanted to do than be with her in that moment. To share in the effortless joy she was experiencing.
I made my way to her in a matter of seconds, more than willing to go back to my spot dutifully watching if she only wanted to dance with Daisy. But she didn't turn me away. Instead, she immediately faced me, wrapping her arms around my neck when I bent down to be closer to her level.
The music swelled around us, shifting to a sultry thumping beat that we easily fell into a rhythm with. My hands glided to her hips, gently squeezing as she rocked back and forth to the music, totally losing herself to the beat.
Fuck me, she was a temptress, a goddess, as she rolled her hips against me without a second thought. She took control of the dance, using my body to make herself feel good on the dance floor, spinning to move that luscious ass on me, reaching up and gripping my neck while her spine kissed my chest.
I growled, unable to contain the sound as she bent at the hips before rolling back up slowly. She was practically glowing with both confidence and radiance, and I was just fucking lucky to be a part of the ride.
Spinning her back around, I reached for her wrists, throwing them around my neck as I moved with her, taking lead. She submitted easily, allowing me to sway her back and forth, to slip my thigh between hers to bring us closer. Her blue eyes were charged as they met mine, and I nearly dropped to my knees from the look in them—desire, need, and love.
I couldn’t deny it because it was the way I looked at her.
Fuck.
She pulled on my neck as one song transitioned into another, reaching up on her tiptoes until I bent so she could reach my ear. “Take me home,” she said, her tone laced with need.
“Say less,” I growled, taking her hand in mine and leading her through the club. She waved behind us to Daisy before we made it out of the club and into the backseat of my driver’s car.
The door barely closed before Serenity’s mouth was on mine, nothing delicate about it. She kissed me like she was starving, and it made me instantly hard. I held her as close as possible in the backseat, groaning as her hands roamed over my chest and abs, then lower, her fingers teasing the line of my cock over my pants.
“Fuck,” I whispered, my lips at the shell of her ear. I nipped her lobe. “You look downright edible in this costume.” I trailed my fingers over her bare skin, shuddering when I felt the thin string that held up the skirt she wore.
She hooked her leg over mine, giving me more access to her bare legs, the bolts of soft fabric easily falling to the side.
The driver never once looked in the rearview mirror, and by the time we were at my house, I could hardly contain myself. I shut the car door behind her, quickly scooping her up and tossing her over my shoulder as I headed toward my front door.
Serenity giggled, and I playfully smacked her ass as I finally got us inside. I didn’t bother setting her on her feet, instead heading straight for the bedroom.
I shifted her off my shoulder, ensuring her body slid down mine slowly as I set her on her feet. I took a small step back, taking my time to admire the costume. She looked every bit the tempting warrior princess, and I literally didn’t know where I wanted to start first.
Serenity smirked, a confident look that was rare but so damn beautiful. She backed up, glancing at the bed. More specifically at the bedposts. Just like my home in Chicago, they had hooks embedded into all four.
“Serenity,” I warned when she climbed on the bed on all fours so I’d have the best view of her ass as she tapped the hooks.
“I want to see this monster you’ve been warning me about,” she said, turning to face me, rising up to her knees, her thighs slightly parted.
“You want me in control,” I argued, tracking her hands as she dragged them over her breasts and stomach and back up again. Little fucking tease. “You’re pushing me to not have any.”
She grinned like that was exactly what she wanted to do. “Gareth,” she said, a plea in her tone. “Please,” she begged, shifting her hands lower until one disappeared under the center bolt of flimsy fabric. “I feel so wild tonight. I don’t want that feeling to end.”
I pressed my lips together, a muscle in my jaw tensing. My wife wanted to ride this high a little longer, that I could understand, but she was still very new when it came to intimacy. The last thing I wanted to do was push her too far too fast or give her more than she was ready for.
“I want you to show me,” she said, a little more serious this time. “Show me how you’d be with anyone else. Anyone more experienced than me.”
