They moved in perfect rhythm with each other and the music, lower bodies ticking to the right, then left, his circled back and Rosie’s cinched forward, mimicking sex, creating a flush on both of their necks, high on their cheekbones. His own hips slowly began to do the same, and finally he eased his arms back, disconnecting Rosie and him physically, though their eyes remained locked tight. She could see how desperately he wanted to tug her close, feel that writhing motion on his lap, but he dragged his hands down to her hips instead, helping her move them in a figure eight. Dominic’s hands found Rosie’s waist and squeezed it tight, allowing her to raise her arms up in the air and lean back, just a little, rolling her body and watching with racing breath as Dominic enjoyed the show. “Dance for yourself.”Įxcitement bit at her ankles, her hips, encouraging them to move. “Dance for me,” Dominic said, his gaze running over every inch of her face. The change inside Rosie must have shown on her face because Dominic seemed transfixed, his hand tightening in what felt like an unconscious move on her wrist. His smile coaxed it back into existence, spreading confidence and joy to her darkest corners. The piece of her that embraced fun because she had a partner in crime.
It reached into her and found the counterpart she’d buried.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly, finding it hard to speak at all while an awakening took place inside her. “We going to show these kids how to dance, or what?” Their foreheads found each other, their lips ticking up into smiles. Laughter bubbled from her lips as he pulled her upright again. She caught his wink a second before he spun her in a full circle and dipped her back so far the ends of her hair almost reached the floor. Her desire was so prepared to pop like a firecracker that when Dominic snagged her hand and pressed his thumb into the small of her wrist, she moaned and swayed toward him. Heat was already a living, breathing thing inside her, but fire shot straight to her loins now. His mouth was curved in the beginnings of a smile, but his eyes were blazing hot as they tracked up her body and back down. Rosie held her breath at the sight of him as he turned, his strong teeth sinking into that sculpted lower lip. Claim her, like he’d always done when they danced in the past. They reached an open spot in the center of the dance floor and despite the upbeat tempo of the music, Rosie assumed he would pull her close. Her nerve endings were just beginning to zap in anticipation of being pressed up against her husband when he shocked her again. That hadn’t happened, and her equilibrium hadn’t recovered.Īpparently Dominic had no intention of letting that happen anytime soon, either.
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