Page 47 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Chapter Twelve

Mia

Nick movesbehind me and slips his arm back around my waist.

That force washes over me like it did last night and the other day.

Passion.

That’s what it is.

Tonight it’s accompanied by desire.

It washes over me and over him too and it’s like this song was made for us because we start dancing as if we’d practiced.

But, he’s holding me against him so I can feel his erection pressing into my ass.

His hands run down the length of my waist and smooth over it, right up to cup my breasts and I press into him. I press into him and hold his hands against me, wanting his touch. Wanting him.

It’s the effect of him.

The effect he has on me. Making me want him.

Making me want him so bad I forget all the reasons I shouldn’t.

I wiggle my hips and he grinds against me, dipping his head to my neck so he can trace a line of hot fiery kisses over my skin.

We stay like this for the whole song, just moving against each other. At the end he turns me to him and I find myself smiling. He takes my face again and whispers into my ear when the volume of the music drops to change.

“Naughty girl… you like me,” he breathes.

I turn my face to him and brush against his nose. “Maybe,” I whisper back.

He cups my breast again and runs his finger over the diamond hard nipple. It’s begging to be touched as bad as the rest of my body. If this were anywhere else I wouldn’t be like this.

“Maybe?”

He takes my hand and places it against the bulge of his cock pressing against his pants.

He closes my hand over it and a little breath escapes my lips. He smiles the wicked smile, sinful in every way and holds down hard on my hand, encouraging me to rub up and down his length.

I do, and continue when he releases my hand.

“That’s how much I like you, Angel Doll.”

Fuck…

He’s massive and seems to grow in my hands. He comes back down and captures my mouth for a hungry kiss while I rub his cock. When he pulls away, he takes my hand.

“Time to go,” he rasps out.

The music gets louder but we head away from the dance floor. We pass all sorts of stuff happening, but all I see is him.

All I want is him.

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He takesme back to the elevator, taps the button for the sixth floor, a floor I’ve never been on.

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