Chapter 27 #2
“I just wanted to feel… WANTED.”
He steps into my space, beautiful green eyes locking with mine.
“You want to dance Elena?” His voice gravelly with lust.
“Yes.” It’s just a whisper.
“You want to have fun Elena?” I swallow.
“Y- yes.”
He steps closer. We’re chest to chest now. I can feel the heat radiating off him seeping into me.
“You want to let loose Elena?” He lifts his hand to tuck my hair behind my ear. His hand brushing against the skin of my neck.
“Yes.” My voice now almost inaudible.
“You want to feel wanted… Eh-Lay-Nah?” He draws out my name, the syllables rolling off his tongue like butter.
“I do.” I all but whisper
Lorenzo starts to circle me, his hand never losing contact with my skin. Brushing against my neck, along my collar bone, while he continues to circle like a predator. Now, standing behind me, so close, so very close, I can almost feel his heart beat against my shoulder blade.
The Color Violet playing around us. The lyrics of the song adding to the heat between us. The tiny ember inside of me now gaining strength, turning into a raging fire.
Lorenzo wraps his arms around me from behind, pulling me flush against the hard muscles of his chest. One hand splayed across my belly while the other snakes its way up slowly.
Oh, so, deliciously slow between the valley of my breasts and further up caressing, teasing across my chest before finally coming to rest at the base of my throat.
My breath catches. Heat flooding my core as he circles his fingers around my throat, tilting my head back, against his chest.
His hot breath kisses my earlobe as he bends down and whispers in that oh, so, sexy voice.
“Baby, you have no fucking idea.”
As if on cue, the song reaches its apex, the words of the song, so appropriate for this highly inappropriate moment. My senses are all mixed up, my capacity to think clearly all but gone. His hand leaves my throat and travels down the path it first ventured only to rest on my waist.
A hard tug against my waist has me even closer to his body, almost molded to him like two pieces of a puzzle.
He shifts his hips pressing into my ass and we begin to move.
Our own slow, sexy, highly erotic dance.
We continue to move with the beat and his hands start to explore once again, each of his hands travelling up each of my own, then back down.
Desire creeps hot and fast into my veins. Lorenzo grabs my hands by my wrists and brings them up and around his neck. This angle has him at an advantage as my breasts push out giving him a near perfect view of the bare skin between my breasts going almost all the way down to my navel.
We dance like this in suspended animation, our own bubble of desire and need. He keeps pressing in to me from behind, grinding into my flesh, through the dress and I can feel it. The hard length of him pushing against me as we grind to the music, lost in our own world.
“You feel that baby? That is what you do to me. How’s that for want?”
My mind is numb. Is this really happening? Is he really saying this to me? It’s all that I’ve ever wanted to hear from a man. But to hear it from this man is a real boost to the ego.
“You didn’t tell me it was your birthday, you asked for time off weeks ago and never mentioned it.
And then you surprise me with this dress.
God! You’re so fucking sexy, I want to spread you out right here, on this floor and lick every delicious inch of you.
I tried to stay away from you… God Elena! ”
I tilt my head to look up at him. His eyes are desperate, pleading almost. He slowly lowers his forehead to the top of my head and takes a deep breath.
“Fuck! You smell incredible. What are you doing to me?”
“I’m not doing anything to you Enzo. I haven’t even seen much of you in weeks.
” My voice is low. I don’t want to break the moment.
Whatever this is, I don’t want to lose it.
But it had to be said. After that night I made no effort to seek him out, there was no seduction, no teasing.
We agreed it was a once off, never to be repeated.
We were okay with that; I was okay with that. So, what changed?
“You have no idea, do you?”
I frown at him.
“You are the most insatiable woman I’ve ever met.
I thought that one time will be enough. Just one taste.
But it’s not. I don’t think I could ever get enough.
That night was just a tease. There’s so much more I want to explore with you.
You’re mesmerizing Elena. And that scares the fuck out of me.
You’ve got me under your spell and for the second time in my life, I’m helpless.
I made a promise, and you’re driving me to break it. ”
I’m just about to ask him what he means by the second time in his life, and what promise, but the song changes and the moment is broken. Lorenzo pulls away from me and comes around to face me.
“Happy birthday Elena.”
His eyes look hooded almost as if he’s drunk with lust. I take his outstretched hand and follow him back to our booth where Tony and Evie sit staring our way.
I take my seat next to Evie and Lorenzo reclaims his spot next to Tony.
We all sit in awkward silence. My hands are a bit shaky.
I know Evie and Tony witnessed our little tryst on the dance floor.
Evie is going to give me hell for it. Either way, there’s no talking my way out of this one. I am well and truly fucked.
“So, we’re all just going to sit here and pretend that show you both gave everybody didn’t happen?”
It’s Enzo who responds.
“You saw what you saw and frankly Evelyn, it’s nobody’s business but I’m sure Elena will fill you in on the details during girl talk when she’s good and ready. For now, though… let it go.”