When We Dance - Page 16

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KAI

There they are.Francisco’s teetering on the edge. But it’s too early to count him out. And she is just confused.

I know him. If their tardiness was any indication, he must’ve had her by now. And that is only the beginning of the night.

She feels like a stranger to me, and that makes everything sweeter and challenging in a painful kind of way.

Despite what has happened and hitting a snag here, she’s back on the horse.

Everything in her demeanor says it.

The way she wears her crimson dress, puts the food into her mouth and sips her wine.

Her body speaks so loudly I can’t hear a word the other people say. I can see it in the curve of her back, the way her hair bounces down her spine, and the perfect roundness of her butt.

I see it shimmering up her long legs and where her skirt begins.

My gaze hovers over the outline of her corset, her tits straining against the cups, wanting to be held.

I’m sure he’s held them quite a lot. Kissed them, flicked her nipples with his tongue, sucked on them, and maybe bruised them.

He treated them badly while she dripped with wetness for him, and now they’re both pissed, which is perfect…

There’s no better sex than angry sex.

It makes the body tenser, the grip harsher, and the thrusts more pleasurable and painful. It makes her body even sexier, more demanding, and more lovable.

Alejandro’s eyes go down her body. He’s seeing what I’m seeing. We’ve both waited patiently, knowing what we were waiting for.

Running my teeth across my bottom lip, I bring my drink to my mouth.

She shoots me a glance while Francisco doesn’t look at us. He’ll be okay. Once we share her again, he’ll be more than okay.

Maybe he thinks he has the upper hand right now, but that will vanish when we have her in our bed again.

Her eyes meet mine briefly.

I love the look of guilt on her face. She feels like she has a lot of explaining to do. I like that a lot. It makes me sink my teeth into my lip again, crushing a smile.

There is nothing like a twisted emotion. Even when bittersweet, it makes everything taste better.

She looks at Alejandro and gets nothing. He’s like a closed book, set to make her life hard.

He’ll make her work for it, and my prediction is… She will go for it. She’s too curious not to fall into his trap.

But she is in control. And I give her props for that.

“How is the food?” I ask.

“It’s good,” she says, her voice catching.

Is it me, or she is happy to get some attention from me? And not a scolding? Or the cold shoulder the green-eyed Romeo over there has given her?

He seems in a bad mood all of a sudden after ravaging her the entire evening. Things shift in my favor. Seemingly.

I won’t count on that, though.

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