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Once the first dance between Ash and Beth was done, Ben was missing to take the place of the father-daughter dance. Cam Raven stepped up. “I’d be honored and humbled if you allowed me,” he’d said both to Beth and Ash. She looked at Ash, who gritted his teeth but nodded. I wondered how long it would take him to forgive his father for keeping them apart.
As I watched Beth dance with him, I could see she was talking to him, and based on a few flinches from him, I suspected she was giving him an earful about how he would have to stay out of their relationship from now on.
They were barely finished, when Kade’s arm was on my back leading me to the dance floor.
“Let’s dance,” he said, his voice husky. Even his voice made my body tingle. How did he do that?
“I’m not a good dancer,” I said, feeling self-conscious.
“Just let me lead. I know what to do,” he whispered in my ear as he pulled me close. The dirty part of me heard it as innuendo, and of course, I’d have been more than happy to let him lead in the bedroom. Dream on, Morgan.
As the dance went from one song to another, it felt like he’d pulled me closer each time. I liked how my body felt pressed against his. The way his cologne filled my senses until I was as drunk on it as the champagne.
The reception was magical and I felt so honored that Beth asked me to be her maid-of-honor and share this day with her. I felt like Cinderella, whisked away for a night into a world that didn’t have the challenges and burdens of everyday life. It was why I was dancing with the uber-sexy Kade Raven, and why my virginity was in serious jeopardy. Not that I cared. In fact, it was long past time that I turned in my V-card.
“You look like you’re waging a war in your brain,” he said leaning toward me.
“I’m wondering why you’re still dancing with me.” There was no sense in being coy. Besides, if he was chomping at the bit to find his lady conquest for the night, I didn’t want to hold him back.
“If you don’t know, either you have low self-esteem or I’m not doing my job well enough.”
Huh?
He slipped an arm around my waist and led me out of the ballroom, into a quiet corner empty of people.
“Perhaps I need to be clearer,” he said, pinning me against the wall as he looked at me with the most beautiful green eyes I’d ever seen. His hand cupped my cheek. “Stop me now if you don’t want this.”
“Want what?” My brain was short-circuiting. I thought maybe he wanted to kiss me, but that couldn’t be right. Except he’d kissed me once before. The man confused me.
He laughed, which made me feel embarrassed. “You’re so fucking real, Morgan. I like that about you.”
“I like you, too.”
“Then I’m going to kiss you.”
His lips captured mine and my heart, already beating fast, shot off like a racehorse, galloping a mile a minute. I gasped and then groaned as his lips consumed mine in a fiery kiss that I felt straight to my core.
I gripped his shoulders, partly to keep him close and partly to keep from melting into a gelatinous heap the way his kiss was melting my bones.
His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, and instinctively, I parted my lips, inviting him in. Whatever he wanted, he could have. His tongue was hot and wet and tasted divine. It was hard to think anyone would ever kiss me like this again, so I decided it was time to take advantage of it. I tilted my head, returning the kiss with the same fervor as him.
He groaned, breaking the kiss but cascading his lips along the column of my throat, sending electric tingles down my spine. His hands slid up from where he gripped my hips to my breasts. His thumbs brushed over my aching sensitive nipples, eliciting a whimper from me. I should have been stopping this. At any minute, someone could find us. But oh my God, did it feel so good.
“I want you, Morgan.” He pressed his hips against me, and I gasped at the very large erection he sported. “I nearly always get what I want.”
I can see why, I thought.
“I’ve got a suite upstairs. Come up with me.”
I bit my lip, to keep the “Yes, whatever you want,” from escaping before I had a chance to truly consider what was happening. Kade Raven, the sexiest bachelor in New York was kissing me, squeezing my breasts, and asking me to go upstairs with him. Was this a joke? Did he not see all the other more beautiful women at the party?
