Page 12 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

I barely heard the comments his friends made as we walked out of the VIP area to the dance floor. I wrapped my fingers tight around his, not letting him go now that I’d found him again.

Around us, my images flashed on the screen, press photos I’d taken in various states of undress. The whole event was centered on me, but I couldn’t focus on anything other than getting closer to Donovan.

As we fell in beside the other partygoers dancing and grinding, I pulled him close, wrapping an arm around his waist so there wasn’t even an inch of space between us. A shiver racked his body as he ran his hands up my arms, and then I leaned in and said, “No running away this time.”

SIX

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RUN AWAY? HAD he taken a look in the mirror at any point this evening? Because if he had, he would’ve known there was no one in the room who could pry me away from him tonight.

Apparently it didn’t matter whether the guy wore clothes or not—he was just as stunning in a suit as he was naked on a mattress. Everyone in this room knew what he was packing under his clothes, but I’d had an up-close-and-personal view.

I’d also been the dumbass walking away, and that was not happening tonight.

Sin’s arm around my waist tightened, pulling me even closer up against the hard lines of his body, and I realized I’d been so busy enjoying the feel of him that I hadn’t answered.

“Trust me,” I said, sliding my hands up his arms. “I’m not going anywhere.”

A smile full of sexual promises curved Sin’s mouth, and I felt it all the way to my toes.

As we began to dance, I took the opportunity to really look at him. He wore his hair up tonight, tied back from his face, and I knew I’d have my fingers running over that scruff lining his strong jaw before the night was out.

On second thought…why wait?

I reached up, trailing my fingertips over the trimmed beard that matched the dirty blond of his hair. It was somehow both rough and soft to the touch, and I could only imagine the way it’d feel rubbing along my thighs, leading up to—

“Feel something you like?” Sin’s eyes darkened.

Oh, I could feel several somethings I liked—including the one growing harder between us.

Instead of answering, I simply smiled and rolled my hips against his. I let my hand drop from his face to the lapel of his suit jacket, looking at the tanned skin I could see from the collared shirt he’d left unbuttoned a little way. That seemed to jibe with what I’d so briefly seen of the man so far. Casual and easygoing, but with an erotic intensity that knocked me off my feet.

With one arm still wrapped around me, Sin lowered his hand to my ass, giving it a squeeze with every thrust of my hips. It didn’t matter that we were in a crowded room, that my friends were no doubt watching every second of this encounter. Hell, they were probably cheering me the fuck on and shouting directives from the VIP.

But I didn’t need any help here.

Sin’s head lowered as we danced, and for a heartbeat I thought he was about to kiss me. I breathed in the heady scent of his cologne and closed my eyes, and then I felt his lips brush lightly along my neck.

Damn. Just damn. I couldn’t hide the way that slight touch sent a tremor through my body. And all the while we kept moving, holding each other close as we danced to the pulsing rhythm.

Sin hummed by my ear, bringing to mind the thoughts I’d had of him earlier that week. The animalistic ones. The raw, earthy ones that made me feel desperate and needy. I was about two seconds from tearing his jacket off right there on the dance floor.

I curled my fingers into his lapel as I angled my hips forward, rocking myself up against his hard cock. The curse that left his lips had his warm breath washing over the skin of my neck.

“Ah, I know what you want…” Sin slid his hand up under my jacket, smoothing it along my spine until he could hold me in place. He wedged a foot between mine and dipped a fraction to grind on me, and my eyes practically rolled to the back of my head. “That it?”

“Mhmm. It’s definitely a start.”

He chuckled by my ear, and the rough sound vibrated through me, making every nerve ending come alive.

“Then maybe it’s time you come with me…”Fuck, he flicked his tongue over the lobe of my ear. “Somewhere a little more private.”

He was teasing me, using my own words from earlier against me. But damned if I cared. If there was a snowball’s chance in hell I would get to come with this man in the next handful of minutes, I would go anywhere he wanted me to.

“Lead the way.”

Sin’s lips curved into a smile that promised all kinds of delicious trouble, and I was a willing and eager participant, taking his hand. As he led me off the crowded dance floor, several people tried and failed to capture his attention. There was something so damn hot knowing that everyone in this room was here vying for his attention, but it was all centered on me.

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