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loved to pursue.

The last thing she should do was make her surrender too easy for him.

She walked away, hips swaying, head held high. For a moment, she focused on Del. He leaned forward in his chair, his posture tense. His fingers clutched the chair in front of him. She smiled, writhed, and caressed her way between her breasts, down her belly, skirting her aching sex to caress the tops of her thighs. She heard Del’s indrawn breath when the music paused.

Feminine power, heady and amazing, crashed into her. This was why she loved dancing, knowing she could make men want, people feel, just by watching her body.

Then she glanced over her shoulder as Alejandro prowled closer, shedding his black shirt, leaving it forgotten on the floor. Powerful bronze shoulders snagged her gaze. His hard-muscled chest narrowed into sixpack abs dusted with a treasure trail that disappeared into the waistband of his pants. The enticing view made her mouth water. But the look on his face…hungry, unrepentant, demanding, made her shudder with want.

Damn, she was staring—and loving it.

Alejandro stopped directly behind her, so close, she could feel the heat of his body. Even though he didn’t touch her, he sucked her deeper into his sexual web just by being near and sharing the rhythm of the dance.

Suddenly…a tug, a brush of his fingers. The little halter top fell to the floor at her feet.

Leaving her naked from the waist up.

Instinctively, she reached up to cover her breasts with her hands. Alejandro slid his palms down her arms, skin to skin, until his hands covered hers. He rocked against her ass, his erection insistent at her

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lower back. He planted teasing kisses down her neck, across her shoulder.

Tension tightened in her belly. Resistance melted. Then he forced her hands down, over her ribs, down her belly, right over her swollen, aching folds. His hips swiveled to the music, moving hers in time—grinding her clit into her fingertips.

“Jesus,” Del muttered from the audience.

Shanna barely heard. Sensation exploded. She gasped as the riot of feelings tore through her, leaving fire in its wake. Her knees melted. Her head fell back to Alejandro’s bare shoulder. Her eyes closed as she moaned.

One of his hands swept across her abdomen again, soft, slow…inching up, up… Until Alejandro claimed her bare breast, his palm burning her sensitive flesh. Shanna’s eyes fluttered open. The way he touched her with that slow burn compelled her to look. Del watched their every move, his gaze riveted on Alejandro’s hand moving over her skin. Shanna knew Del saw her arousal, knew he wasn’t missing the fact she was spiked up on need and desire. Aching. And it was only climbing higher, knowing that Del couldn’t peel his eyes away. Her nipple poked Alejandro’s palm. She ached, arched into his hand as his thumb teased the hard tip.

“Touch me,” she whispered.

“Every last inch of you.” Alejandro’s mouth strung a fresh line of shiver-inducing kisses up her neck.

Suddenly, he grabbed one of her hands, twirled her out, then reeled her back in, her chest crushed to his. Slowly, he eased her away in a rumba rhythm.

His hazel eyes flared as he took in his first clear glimpse of her bare breasts.

“Such hard pink nipples. I’m going to enjoy making them red.”

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Wondering how he could all but made her heart stop. “H—how? By pinching them?”

He reached between their bodies and slid heated palms over her breasts. His thumbs cradled their aching tips as his fingers closed in and pressed, jolting her with a flash of pain, followed by a haze of pleasure.

“That is one way.”

“And b—by sucking them?”

His gaze was like an inferno burning her up as he dipped her back over his arm, arching her breasts toward his mouth, fusing their hips together. God, she could feel every inch of his thick erection pressing right against her sex. She ached in a way she never had before and never imagined she could.

Then he lowered his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Hot. Wet. Wild. Thrilling. Sensations screamed through her body as he suckled her, his mouth pulling, tugging, creating friction that zipped right from her breast to her clit until pleasure tightened, converged, pounded at her body.

Shanna clutched his shoulders, praying the sensation would never end.

After a long, lingering lick, Alejandro eased away from her breast and stood her upright again. “That is another possibility.”

“Do you… W—would you bite them?”

He didn’t even answer, just bent to capture her breast in his mouth again, the hot silk of his tongue over the sensitive bud giving way to the tug of teeth—and a bolt of pure fire straight down to her sex. Oh God.

“Yes!” The word slipped out of her mouth. Surrender in one syllable. She knew it. So did he.

She was going to give him anything—everything—he wanted tonight. Alejandro straightened and smiled down at her. That expression

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captured her, but he enthralled her when he slid his fingers into her hair, scattering the pins holding her French twist everywhere, and ravaged her mouth.

Need, impatience, aggression, the promise of unbelievable sex—it was all there in his kiss. His tongue stroked hers and stoked the fires leaping inside her, sending her higher and higher.

Alejandro had barely touched anything below her waist, and already she was screamingly close to orgasm. He’d already brought her closer to the pinnacle than any of her other previous lovers. Damn, what would happen when he actually laid her down on that sumptuous bed and covered her body with his? When he filled her up with every inch he taunted her with even now as he rocked against her?

Panting, mewling, Shanna grabbed his face with clutching fingers and pressed her lips harder against his. God, it was stupid and dangerous…and she couldn’t wait to find out just how good he was going to be.

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Chapter Five

Shanna panted, clinging to Alejandro when he lodged his thigh between hers and urged her to swivel her hips against him. Thick bolts of need speared her belly, slicing down her legs. Her blood turned thick. The wanton within her demanded more. Shanna aimed to make sure she got it.

She wasn’t the Bitch of the Ballroom tonight. She was just a female surrendering to the hot sensations her lover’s touch roused. How it happened, she didn’t know. Why now and with this man, in this situation, was a mystery, too. But for once, she felt like a woman. Not just an athlete, a dancer, or a competitor. Just a woman in touch with her sexuality.

Orgasm approached hard and fast. Tension built between her legs. Heat fractured her thoughts. She moaned, feeling Alejandro’s hands at her hips, urging her on, and Del’s hot stare burning her back. As she climbed up, up, Alejandro lifted his mouth from hers and sent her a deliciously wicked smile. God, the man could melt steel with that look. And she was nowhere near that solid.

“You ache.” He didn’t ask; he stated.

“Yes.”

“You are wet.”

No doubt, he felt her wet folds through the thin fabric of his slacks, and the friction it provided was driving her out of her mind.

“Yes.”

Then he reached around her, gliding rough palms over her bare ass as he lifted her skirt to her waist. Shanna knew Del could see her cheeks

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and the delicate white thong bisecting them. She swore she could feel his stare burning her backside. And she knew it affected him because he groaned.

That sound reached between her legs and jolted her. Why it turned her on so much to excite Del she couldn’t explain. And didn’t want to know. Tomorrow, she’d likely be mortified. Tonight, she just didn’t care.

“Do you like knowing that Del is eating up your ass with his hungry gaze?” Alejandro rasped in her ear. “That he’s so hard for you and would kill to be in my place right now?”

Shanna couldn’t help it; she whimpered.

“That’s right. But he will not touch you. He will watch and he will want, but
I
will take every sinful pleasure your body has to offer.”

The man flat knew how to talk. With a few choice words, he utterly unwound her.

Then he tugged on the skirt’s tie, slipped free the button. Her skirt fluttered to the stage. She wore only one very damp thong. He lowered his hands to her hips again, forcing her sex down on his thigh once more. To the music, they swayed. His impressive erection brushed her belly. Her need to come grew, expanded until she was moaning, muttering words of nonsense and need.

“Please. Please!”

“I will give you everything you can take. Then I will give you more.”

He barely finished whispering the promise when he bent her back over his arm, arching her breasts up so he could feast on them again. Her nipples were so hard under his tongue, and no matter how he licked, suckled, bit, she only wanted more.

Shanna had never been greedy with sex. Never really wanted sex. To be so lost in the moment, in the sensation—stunning, amazing. For all the time she’d wondered if she was “normal” because she didn’t respond to a man’s touch, she now had her answer. She responded to Alejandro.

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To Del’s eyes on her. To the forbidden burn of everything they had planned tonight.

Still bent over Alejandro’s arm, Shanna opened her eyes to lock her stare with Del’s, to entice him with what he couldn’t have. And though the room was upside down from this vantage, she could not miss the small crowd filing in. Men. More than five, less than a dozen, they all had tense bodies, hot eyes.

“Fuck, she’s hot,” murmured a total stranger. Del stood in the middle of them, fists clenched at his sides. “She is that.”

“They want you,” Alejandro murmured against her neck. “And I want to show them what they’re missing.”

Before she could even process what he meant, Alejandro spun her around to face the audience. Oh, God, they stood a mere three feet away. So close she swore she could feel their hot breaths on her skin. She recognized Dimples there. His smile was gone, replaced by seething want and an erection a blind woman could not miss. He and the rest of the crowd were focused on her bare breasts, loose and heavy as Alejandro forced her hips to maintain the rhythm of the music.

Collective groans rushed up, mirroring the rush of desire inside her. Could she actually come simply from being watched?

Since she frequently had trouble orgasming during masturbation, the thought of simply letting loose here, now, was a wild, heady one. Alejandro slid his palms down her arms, still behind her, rocking to the beat of the music. Then he lifted her hands above her head until they encircled his neck.

Another chorus of groans erupted from the audience. A quick glance down proved the new pose raised her breasts, made her nipples stand straight out like an invitation.

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“Don’t move,” Alejandro commanded. “Just feel. Just let go.”

She gave him a shaky nod, wondering, eager—aching—for whatever he planned next.

Shanna didn’t have to wait long. A moment later, his fingertips trailed down the side of her breast, across the flat of her abdomen, and disappeared right into her wet thong.

He gave her no time to absorb the fact he was fondling her in public—and that she loved it—before his fingers zeroed in on her clit. A brush, a rub. An amazing spark. Tingles danced through her sex, in her belly, down her thighs. The tension ratcheted up until she could barely breathe.

“You going to come for them?” Alejandro whispered in her ear. She nodded erratically.

“You going to come for me?”

“Yes!” She bit her lip to keep from screaming as the ache deepened into something nearly unbearable.

With the music throbbing in her ears, Alejandro’s fingers shoving her past the breaking point, with nearly a dozen sets of hot male eyes and thoughts enveloped in only her, Shanna came apart. Her hoarse cry erupted above the music. Her eyes closed, and pleasure washed over her, sharp, golden, unbelievable. Nothing had ever been like that. Nothing had ever prepared her for the addicting rush of pure sensation lighting up her body.
Oh. My. God.
Alejandro took her down slowly before extracting his hand from her panties. When he did, she looked down to find his fingers soaked with her cream.

He gave a satisfied chuckle in her ear. “This is how I want you. Dripping wet for me.”

She gasped as he anointed her nipples with her juice, then whirled her to face him. With long, languid swipes of his tongue, he licked her

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taste away with a moan that reverberated deep inside her, stirring the ache back to life.

Shanna was shocked when he stepped away and took her hand in his. Suddenly, she was aware of being almost totally bare, while everyone around her was half-clothed or more. She
felt
naked. Vulnerable. Yet oddly strong. She glanced between Alejandro and the tense, shuffling audience.

“That’s it?”

He leaned in, looking to the world like a lover planting soft kisses just below her ear. “If you want it to be. We certainly gave the blackmailer something to film.”

Yes, but was it enough? And was that really the reason she was contemplating the words about to come out of her mouth?

“I want more.”

Alejandro pulled back enough to glance down into her face, his stare delving deep down into hers. “Are you sure?”

All she knew was that she wasn’t ready for tonight to end. She nodded.

Gently, he grabbed her wrist and placed her hand over his erection. Damn, he was hard. And very large. Oh, wow…

“I’m dying to feel you around me,” he whispered. “Your mouth, your pussy… Tell me what you want. How much of you will you give me?”

The real question was, could she actually hold anything back?

Shanna felt her way up his cock, to the catch of his slacks. She flipped it open, and he sucked in a harsh breath. Another groan from the audience spurred her on. With slow torture in mind, she eased down his zipper, taking her sweet time.