Our bodies pulsed against each other, and as the song ramped up to a thick, heavy beat, he ran his hand down my back. Every nerve inside of me was shot through with electricity. As the first song ended and the next began, he stepped back closer to the back hallway, pulling me along.
“Um, thanks for dancing with me,” I said. Sheesh. Way to go, Jessica. Just what your mom would think to say. But he only smiled back at me.
“The pleasure’s all mine,” he said.
I felt like pumping my fists in the air and cheering for myself. Why had I been so unsure about coming to Mexico? This was… this was perfect.
“What’s your name?” I asked, tilting my head flirtatiously. I tried to channel my inner Mimi. She would know exactly how to flirt with this kind of guy.
He bent his head down as though he hadn’t heard me, although the music wasn’t nearly as loud in the back hallway.
“What’s yours?”
“Jessica.”
“A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He spun me around to the music and I turned, laughing. The lights above sparkled and the music filled my ears. This handsome man, this Greek god, was dancing with me—me! I couldn’t stop the swelling in my heart.
At the end of the spin, my heel caught a bit on the floorboards and I stumbled. He caught me in his arms, pulling me into a tight embrace against his body.
I gasped. He was hard—I could feel him bulging outward through his pants. His erection pressed into my inner thigh as he held me and brushed my hair off of my shoulder. I thought that he would be embarrassed, but there was no hint of shame in his face, only desire, a fierce, fierce desire. When he bent down and kissed my bare neck, I melted into his arms.
“Jessica,” he murmured. Then his hands were in my hair and he was kissing me, kissing me like I’d never been kissed before.
I was a virgin, sure, but I’d had my share of boyfriends. None of them, though, were any match for this. His kiss tore the air from my lungs, and his hands moved down over my body, cupping me, caressing me.
I opened my mouth to let my lips part, and he seized my lips his in his, pressing kiss after kiss. My breath was gone by now, completely gone, but I didn’t care. I wanted this kiss to last forever. My hands came up and met with broad shoulders. As he kissed me, some part of me inside ripped free. Maybe it was the margaritas, maybe it was just that I was finally really attracted to a guy for the first time. But I found myself pulling him closer. My fingers tangled in his shirt and I pushed back against him, my lips hot and needy.
He looked like an ice god, and his arms circled me completely. I lost myself in the heat of the kiss, letting him do whatever he wanted, letting him touch me. Whatever he did, I found myself aching for more.
Finally. That was the word that went through my mind. Finally, I had found a man who set my body on fire with his touch. Finally, I had found a man who was strong and not weak, who could possess me wholly. Finally, all of my dark fantasies were coming true.
I was the luckiest girl in the world.
Chapter Eleven
Vale
Her kiss was so… urgent. I’d wanted to draw her in slowly, but I knew from the moment I touched her that it was impossible to wait.
It was strange. She seemed utterly innocent. It was her innocence that had drawn her to me initially—the way she looked around nervously, biting her lip. Even as she danced in the middle of the floor, even as she flirted with another man, I could sense that all of this was something that she wasn’t quite ready for. She was a young woman as I imagined a young woman should be. Curious. Testing out her sexuality. But unsure.
I knew that El Alfa could sense it as well as I could. He knew that she would be an easy target. Easy to manipulate, easy to possess. She was a woman who would trust me up until the very last moment, too far, until it was too late to escape. Trusting, innocent. The perfect victim.
But there was something else to her. When she looked up into my face, I saw something change inside her expression. A flash of dark ferocity across her eyes. Maybe… maybe she wasn’t so innocent after all.
There was only one way to find out.
As she moved in my arms, my cock throbbed. I wanted to pin her back against the wall and take her right then and there. Instead, I turned my hip and pressed myself into her. It was a bold move, and I wanted to see how she would react to me.
She swallowed hard as I pressed my cock against her thigh. Startled, she moved back as though she was going to pull away… then stopped. Her lips parted, but she didn’t move away from me. She stayed there, her gorgeous curves teasing my cock with the slow friction of her hips swaying to the beat.
Goddamn. I was going to come right then and there if she kept moving like that. She had to know what she was doing to me. Poor girl. Poor, sweet, perfect girl.