Page 38 of Watch Me

I twist in his grasp until I deliver a hard knee to his balls. He backs away instantly, doubling over and clutching himself.

“What the hell is your problem?”

“I’ll tell you exactly what I told Alejandro: I have the most important competition of my career to focus on. I intend to win, and anything else is just a distraction I don’t need.”

“Is that your only reason for turning me down?”

18

Alejandro

Ishove the stage door open. It collides with the wall, echoing across the stage as I stride inside. I have the distinct impression I’ve interrupted something.

In the middle, Shanna stands wearing the corset, garter, and thong I sent her—and looking every bit as drop-dead sexy as I knew she would. Though my dick is already hard at the thought of being inside her, this outfit adds to the red blood cell count below my waist.

But the righteous anger on her face makes me pause. Especially when I see Del two feet away, hunched over, clutching his balls and glaring at her.

What the hell?

“She’s got a very mean knee.”

“He’s got the disposition of a manwhore.”

Anger crashes into me with the same impact as driving a hundred miles an hour straight into a brick wall. “You made a move on her?”

“Yes!” Shanna shouts.

Del tries to stand up straight and shrugs. “You said she had a habit of switching dance partners. I wondered if that extended to sex. She swore you two had nothing going. If that’s true, why would she kick me?”

Then my friend does something bizarre. He winks.

I frown…until everything starts falling into place. Del was testing her. If Shanna doesn’t care a thing about me, she would go for Del. Women do—in droves. Shanna was turned on by him watching her just days ago. Why not follow through?

Because since our last scene together, her feelings for me have grown stronger than she wants to admit. And Del’s pass pissed her off.

I resist the urge to smile as hope curls in my belly, warms my heart, and makes my dick even stiffer. I’ll test my theory tonight.

“We don’t have time to argue. Let's get started. Del, show the crowd in. Security tells me people are lined up down the hallway. Shanna, turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

With a nod, Del turns and heads for the door.

No surprise, Shanna hesitates. She assumed I’d be angry that Del came onto her. She assumed I’d be possessive. If I didn't know Del so well and wasn't sure how my friend’s mind works, I would.

Instead, I intend to enjoy the fireworks between Shanna and me before I get to the bottom of whatever is in her heart. Del is just helping me along.

“Is there a problem?” I ask. “People will file in soon. We should be in position.”

“Fine.” She presents me with her back.

What a luscious view!Feminine shoulders tapering down to a narrow red-corseted back. The black thong bisects a firm, feminine ass I’ve fantasized about fucking. Those garters and black thigh-high stockings hugging the toned curves of her legs damn near have me on my knees.

And if I play my cards right, she’ll be all mine.

Forcing my stare back to her wrists crossed at the small of her back, I grab them. With a flick and two quick clicks, I secure her in handcuffs.

She whirls on me with murder in her eyes. “What the hell are you doing? Take these off! I didn’t sign up for this. We didn’t discuss–”

I cut off her tirade by cupping her nape and covering her mouth with mine. She struggles…for a moment. Then I sweep inside her mouth, tunnel my hands in her hair, and kiss her as if my very life depends on it.

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