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Ethan placed a comforting hand on Rachel’s shoulder blade. “Hey, Eli.

Things are quiet right now, so why don’t you and Rachel take a break?”

He’d heard the entire conversation. “Dinah and I are going to have a talk.

I’ll help watch the front. You go ahead,” Ethan said, giving Eli a communicative glance then smiling sympathetically at Rachel.

Eli took Rachel’s hand and led her away to the dance floor. Rachel could see the tension in the rigid set of his shoulders, but he was gentle as he led her away. He turned to her, and his face was unreadable. She coasted into his embrace, her torso pressed against his, his thigh between hers as he quietly guided her around the dance floor. She placed her cheek against his pectorals and smiled softly when his warm, heavily muscled arms slid around her shoulders and down her back, his hands coming to rest at her hips. He felt so powerful and immense wrapped around her like this.

She could hear the frustration in his voice when he spoke. “I’m sorry she said that to you, Rachel. You’re not chubby. You’re perfect.” He kissed her temple.

“I had a feeling she would be very difficult to deal with once she got wind that we had gotten together, and I suppose I’m not surprised she wouldn’t back off. There was no graceful way for either you or me to handle her, and I probably should have let Ethan deal with her before I even walked up. Did you notice how she tried to manipulate you into getting mad at me?

That’s her style. Divide and conquer.”

“Emphasis on the conquer. She’s pretty scary.”

“Sex with her must be like a competition,” she said, giggling at last when Eli had a full-body shudder.

“I did not need that image burned into my brain. Thank you very

much.”



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“I love that we can see the humor in this situation. She’s definitely the worst of them, though.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry she hurt your feelings, Rachel. All I can think about now is how right and beautiful and sweet you felt in my arms last night before I laid you on my bed. You’re not chubby. You’re voluptuous and womanly, and you feel perfect in my arms.” He looked into her eyes with such adoration it took her breath away and made her heart pound.

She gasped quietly when he pressed against her, and she noticed his hardened shaft against her belly. A low ache began in her pussy and her panties became damp. She closed her eyes and experienced the slow burn that was so much a part of being in close proximity to him.

“You, too?” He smiled knowingly at her.

“So much, Eli,” Rachel replied with feeling, pressing herself to him, tightening her arms and gripping his broad, hard back with her hands. “I feel like I could combust right on this dance floor.” Rachel smiled as Eli begin to relax under her hands. The next song began to play, one of her new favorites by Chuck Wicks, called “Hold That Thought.” Rachel smiled at Eli seductively, thinking the DJ had excellent instincts picking music.



“Close your eyes and picture this



Lying in bed in the candlelight



We start to kiss”

“I love this little dress on you. Very sexy.” He slid his hands on the clingy knit fabric over her hips. “Other men in the club are watching you right now. Did you know that?”

She didn’t bother looking around, just gazed into his eyes. “Well, I hope they know I’m yours.”



“Pulling your body in close to mine



Now picture us



That moment before we make love”

She held on to him more closely and gasped as his big hands slowly, purposefully slid down over her ass, squeezing gently as Mr. Wicks continued to croon.



“Now hold that thought



Hold it right there”

“Oh,” she uttered softly as her cunt contracted suddenly. Her panties grew even damper as his hands lingered there for a moment. He dipped his



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head and kissed her, inhaling her panting breaths. His hands slid back over her hips, coming to rest again on her lower back, but this time one of his long fingers settled into the cleft at the top of her ass in a clear mark of possession.

“You do that again and I might make a fool of myself right on this dance floor,” she said shakily, wondering if that had been a mini-orgasm she’d just experienced.

A wolfish grin spread across Eli’s face. “Oh? Wouldn’t that be

something?”

Rachel felt her cheeks flush and whispered, “I think I just came…a little.”

Eli smiled tenderly as he nuzzled her temple. “And the evening has only just begun.”

“Mmm, I know. I wish there was something I could do for you, to