Page 130 of Stolen Fate

I laughed, and it didn’t take long for her to join me.

Helping her off my lap, I handed her a shot before grabbing one for myself.

We clinked glasses and I watched her down the shot. She let out a small cough, and I was convinced nothing about this woman would ever turn me off, because I was kind of getting off on the sight of her.

I moved closer to her and pushed my hips against the small of her back.

She looked at me, her eyes widening in surprise. “Really? You’re turned on because I can’t handle my liquor?”

I laughed a little. “Well, when you say it like that, it sounds ridiculous.”

She shook her head and grabbed the second shot. She downed that one better than the first.

“Whoa, there, baby. You want to pace yourself. I know you haven’t felt the effects of the first shot yet, but you will. Now come on, let me take you to the dance floor so you can show me your moves.”

I grinded harder against her and felt a small shiver course through her body. She wasn’t unaffected by me. I knew that.

I led her out to the dance floor, to our own little corner, and danced around her. Evelyn stood there awkwardly at first, but the more I danced with her, the quicker she relaxed. The two shots probably helped, as well, and it wasn’t long before she was moving with me.

Her movements were slow at first, and a bit unpracticed, but no less alluring. And when she really got into it…

Well, all of my control seemed to be thrown out the window. There was nothing sexier than watching the woman you love lose herself in the moment, and to know that you had a part in doing that, in giving her that…

Evelyn was incredibly sexy, and watching her dance was quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do.

I wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there, but we weren’t alone, and I didn’t want anyone to see her. Not when she was like this.

She wiggled her ass against my cock once more, and looked back at me, a seductive smile on her face.

I let out a low growl and, grabbing her hips, I stilled her movements, making sure she could feel what that little move of hers did to me, and feel how unraveled I had become under gaze. “You’re playing with fire,” I said, speaking low into her ear.

She turned around, not a hint of fear in her eyes. Good. I didn’t want her to be scared of me. Never scared of me. Perhaps I had wanted her to be a little intimidated by me, but never afraid.

She leaned up close to me until our lips were inches apart and, smiling, she said, “Good. Then let’s burn together.”

Unable to hold myself off any longer, I grabbed her hands and pulled her out of there. A brief glance at the VIP area told me Jensen and Emilia were back from their dancing. I caught Jensen’s eyes from across the room and he gave me a thumbs up before turning to Emilia.

He said something to her, and she turned to watch us.

I didn’t know what that look in her eyes meant, though I had a feeling she didn’t disapprove of my relationship with her sister. If anything, she looked happy.

And I knew I wasn’t the only one who had noticed the sadness in Evelyn’s eyes before.

Evelyn didn’t pay attention to anything on our way out, her eyes glazed, probably from alcohol and lust.

She wasn’t drunk enough for me to feel like I would be taking advantage of her, which was good, because I had wanted nothing more than to be buried inside of her since the moment I saw her in that tiny dress.

Jerry was out by the car waiting for us. I pretend not to see how his eyes lit up at the sight of us. He hadn’t bothered hiding his feelings about Evelyn and me, and I knew a lot of it was because he had witnessed my broken marriage to Camila firsthand.

It was him who had texted me to tell me Evelyn was coming over to the company to talk about Simon many weeks ago.

I helped Evelyn inside and climbed in after her, putting the partition up to give us some privacy just as the car drove off. Jensen would take care of Emilia, I was sure of it, and he would make sure she made it back home safely. I couldn’t bring myself to feel guilty about the fact that Evelyn and I were ducking out early.

Right now, I just wanted some alone time with my girl.

I wanted to spend the rest of my night playing with Evelyn’s body until she begged me to fuck her.

I turned to her and pulled the straps of her dress down, baring those mouthwatering tits to my gaze. I was right. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath the dress.

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