Page 146 of The Forbidden Note

I feel him against me and I gravitate to that heat.

Lips tilting up, I stare into his eyes. Gold and blue. The ocean at night, swirling in shadows. Eyes darkening with lust by the second. Power trips through my veins as I work my hips, showing him exactly what experience and confidence looks like.

Our bodies wrap together, two flames burning as one.

Decorum is out the window.

I’m a wild thing.

And there’s no mistaking how much I’m affecting him.

“Are you making love to me?” he growls in my ear.

Laughter spills from my lips.

“This is not making love,” I whisper.

He curls his head down and bites my shoulder. Hard.

I cry out in pleasure, hardly believing he has me losing my mind in the middle of a Redwood dance. We’re absorbed into the crowd, half-hidden from the eyes on the outer edge of the dance floor, but people are starting to notice.

The way we’re dancing, it’s not a surprise.

“We need to cool down,” I say noticing that teachers are looking our way.

“No.”

“No?”

“You don’t rile me up like that and tell me to cool down, tiger.”

My smile is wicked.

Zane acts so strong, so in control.

But he’s not.

Not right now.

Not with me.

Sweat beads on his forehead and a wild sheen turns his eyes to black flames. Before I can speak, he takes my hand and pulls me from the dance floor.

Our steps are loud in the empty hallway.

I have to lift my skirt to run with him.

My heart is pounding and it feels like I’m shedding a ton of weight as I go.

Redwood after dark is a completely different beast.

The lights are low. The hallway freakishly silent.

But I’m not afraid.

Zane’s hands are warm and calloused and anticipation buzzes when he pulls me into a classroom.

Not mine.

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