In that moment all that existed was them. With no boundaries of guests or ballrooms, they grabbed for each other. Their passion was raw and primal. His tongue hungrily explored her eager mouth and Evie ran her hands wildly through his hair, kissing, nipping and nuzzling with as much need as him when she felt …
Trembling under him, lustful whimpers escape her lips Strong hands clamped around her thighs He kisses her gently, tongue slowly circling Teasing and stroking her sweet centre For a blissful eternity Her pleasure a glorious sight Naked as Eve, ready for him Tight body writhing, back arching Breasts full and swollen Softly tugging the ribbon …
Evie's thoughts scrambled. Her chest rose and fell. Lord, could this man dance... They danced together song after song, the suited arm clamped around her waist showing no intention of letting her go any time soon. But she didn't want to go. Shaking off the burning ache in her feet from hours in four inch …
Dim lights, satin sheets Spiced cinnamon candles glow Mouths merge in inflamed dance Straddling his wide hips, he slowly fills her Rough hands guide her round behind Hips rock, skin on skin touch Worshipping kisses on her bare shoulder She buries her head in his muscular neck Dextrous fingers knead her breast, teeth teases at …
Evie had been dancing for what felt like an eternity. She looked over to her friend Lily, who had her arms wrapped around a tall blonde man, dancing along to the music while he pulled her close against him. David Johnson, Lily's father and owner of the Johnson Hotel chain, held a lavish party every …
