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"Now, what can I get you two?" Rosa asks.
"Two orders of carne asada tacos," Roland answers decisively, then looks at me for confirmation. I nod enthusiastically, already drooling at the thought.
"Coming right up!" Rosa disappears into the bustling kitchen, leaving us to find a seat among the lively patrons.
"Wow, I didn't expect this kind of atmosphere," I admit as we squeeze into a small table near the dance floor.
"Didn't I tell you it was special?" Roland chuckles, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief. "I spent many nights here when I was supposed to be studying."
"Rebellious, huh?"
"Maybe a little," he smirks. "But enough about me. How are your business classes going? Still planning on opening that yoga studio?"
"Absolutely," I beam. "Teaching yoga has been so fulfilling, and with my business classes, I feel more prepared than ever. It's many years away, but it feels good to start developing my ideas."
"Good for you," Roland says earnestly.
We fall into comfortable conversation as our food arrives, the delicious aroma of spicy meat and fresh tacos making my stomach rumble. The tacos are just as incredible as Roland promised–tender, flavorful, and bursting with life.
As we eat, laughter and music envelop us, and I can't help but sway to the rhythm in my seat. Roland notices and grins at me, his thoughts seemingly mirroring my own.
"Care to dance?" he asks, offering his hand. For once, his voice is void of any commanding tone.
"Sure, why not?" I take his hand, allowing myself to be led onto the tiny dance floor, surrounded by people who don't care about money, status, or past mistakes. They're all here, living in the moment, just like Roland and me.
With every step we take together, it feels as though our past and future fade away. We're two souls sharing a moment of pure joy. And maybe, just maybe, there's hope for something more between us.
"Another glass?" Roland asks when we’re back at the table. He holds up the bottle of wine in question. I can feel the alcohol already warming my cheeks, but I nod enthusiastically.
"Absolutely!" I chuckle, as he pours the rich red liquid into my glass. We continue to drink and dance, our laughter joining the vibrant energy that fills the room. As the night wears on, my head swirls with a pleasant buzz, and I notice Roland's eyes have darkened with an intensity that makes my pulse race.
"Roland," I whisper breathlessly between songs. "I think... we should go."
"Your place or mine?" He smirks, his voice husky with desire.
"Yours," I reply. He nods, sends off a text, and then leads me out of the bustling atmosphere and into the cool night air. Apparently, Leo has been waiting outside, because he pulls the car up, nodding at us with a bit of a smirk. I blush.
The drive is a blur of anticipation, my body thrumming with need as I steal glances at Roland. His hand finds mine, fingers entwined, the tension between us palpable.
"Are you sure about this?" he asks, his tone earnest despite the rowdy evening we've had.
"More than anything," I answer, my voice thick with longing.
As soon as we walk through the door of Roland's immaculate apartment, he pulls me to the stairs leading up to his separate lair.
"Carmen?" I ask.
"Gina is staying the night," he whispers.
The moment we get upstairs, I find myself pressed against the wall, his lips hungrily devouring mine. Our clothes quickly become a trail leading to his bedroom, where he pushes me onto the silk-covered bed, his strong hands gripping my hips.
"God, Maddie," he groans, his beard rough against my skin as he kisses me fervently, each touch igniting my senses. I arch my back, welcoming him as he claims me, our bodies moving together in a wild, passionate dance.
"Roland, please," I beg, my desire for him reaching a fever pitch.
"Anything for you," he promises, his dominance taking control.
He flips me over, his hands gripping my hips as he enters me from behind. I cry out, the sensation of being filled by him overwhelming me. He sets a punishing rhythm; each thrust hitting me deeper and harder than the last. I moan, my fingers clawing at the sheets beneath me as he takes me to the edge of pleasure.
