The Heated Romance
Berlinwrites
Do you want to dance?" he asked me.
"Do you think you can keep up? I raked my fingers down his chest before heading to the dance floor. I could feel him following closely behind me.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him, reaching out to caress my cheek before removing the pins from my hair, making it tumble down my shoulders. I wondered what his plan was when he kissed my neck, making me shiver. He leaned down to my ear:
"I am going to make you scream my name by the end of tonight," he whispered in my ear, making me bite my lips before replying, choosing my words carefully
Who said we needed to wait till the end of tonight?" I whispered right back before placing my mouth on his. He broke the kiss off before leading me to the private section of the club where no one could see or disturb us. I stood before him while he sat on the chaise chair, ordering me to dance for him. Well, if he wants me to dance, then I will.