“Go and get dressed. I want to take you out dancing. Leave your hair down.”
“Okay, bossy.”
Gripping the bag, she made her way upstairs aware of his gaze on her. She entered their bedroom, going for the shower. Cherry took her time trying to stem the excitement of going out dancing. She’d never been dancing before. Once she was washed, she blow dried her hair and then stepped into the dress. There was a zipper at the back, and when she turned, she found Elijah leaning against the doorframe. His arms were folded over his chest.
“How long have you been standing there watching?”
“Long enough to debate fucking you before we leave.”
“You’ll crease my dress.”
“Then I thought it would be better to make you frustrated all night tonight,” he said, pushing some of her hair out of the way. “God, I love you hair.” He teased the strands, and she smiled up at him.
He took her hand, leading her outside. “Tom’s taking us to the club.”
“Do you think we’ll get in?”
Ecstasy was the club of the moment. It was always so busy, and she’d heard people talk about the long queues to get inside.
“I’m friends with the owners. We’ll get in.”
Sitting in the backseat, Cherry liked the way he still held her hand. She was finding she liked a lot of little things with Elijah. The small touches when his fingers brushed the back of her hand when they were passing things to each other. She liked the way he always seemed to touch her when he stood behind her. The way he kissed her cheek, going down to nuzzle her neck, always made her wet.
The love she felt for him was only getting deeper and stronger the more time she spent with him. She already loved Mindy as if she was her own, which was strange considering there were only five years between them. Resting her head on Elijah’s shoulder, Cherry closed her eyes. When she was with him, she felt safe, protected, loved.
“We’re here, boss,” Tom said.
Opening her eyes, Cherry gasped at the long queue of people.
“Wow, are you sure we’re going to get inside?”
“We’re going to get inside, and we’re going to have fun, that’s an order.”
Elijah took her hand as they climbed out of the car. Her heart raced at the sight, and she started to doubt his confidence.
Don’t doubt him.
He walked up to the door, and the security simply opened the door to the club. The music spilled out onto the street making the crowd crazy.
“Come on, let us inside,” one woman said, shouting over the noise.
Elijah pulled her in front of him, and he walked toward the VIP section.
“Are we allowed there?” she asked.
“You’ve got to relax, Cherry. This is me, and I wouldn’t take you anywhere that would risk humiliating you.”
They were welcomed into the VIP section. Cherry relaxed the moment she saw Donna and Lydia. Donna had a rounded stomach, as did Lydia. Both women were drinking sodas and sat next to their men. Henry and Caleb both held onto their women as if they were protecting them from some imaginary threat.
She smiled at each person, taking a seat next to Elijah. He placed an arm around her shoulders pulling her against him. A waitress in a tight outfit took their drinks order, and Elijah ordered for her. She didn’t mind. Cherry took everything in. The music was dark, chilling, and addictive.
Cherry looked at the dance floor to see a lot of people wrapped around each other. The scent of sex was heavy in the air. Everywhere she turned, people were grasping each other. Their need was clearly written on their faces. She wanted to be part of that.
“Do you want to dance?” Elijah asked.
Glancing over at him, she saw his smile, and nodded. “Yes, I do.”
He took her hand, excusing them from the table. The dress he’d picked out for her made her feel sexy. It hugged every curve and not in a bad way. Elijah kept touching her, running his fingers down her hip or touching her back. She loved the small touches he gave her.
Elijah led her down to the dance floor, holding onto her hips. Within seconds they were in the thick of the dancing. The music really was alive, and Cherry loved every second of it. He spun her around, putting her arms around his neck, holding her tight against him. The thick length of his shaft pressed against her stomach. He was aroused already.
Smiling up at him, she began to dance, moving her body against his.
His hands drifted down to cup her ass. The music changed turning to an upbeat tempo. Cherry didn’t care about the music. They danced to their own tune ignoring everyone else.
Time passed quickly, but Cherry didn’t care. Elijah made every second count as he took the lead with the dancing. No one approached them. When it was time for drinks, he held her hand on the way back toward the VIP section.