Page 11 of Dance For Me


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“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “All fucking mine.”

Grizz strips off his remaining clothes and crawls over me, all intense heat and thick, hard muscles. I arch into him, craving more, but he pins my wrists above my head instead.

“Stay still.” His lips brush the shell of my ear. “Be good for me, Tessa, and I’ll give you everything you want. Everything you need.”

I swallow hard and nod. He rewards me with a slow, deep kiss, then trails lower, tasting and teasing. By the time he closes his lips around my nipple, I’m writhing beneath him again, desperate for friction where I need it most.

“Please,” I beg. “Grizz, I can’t take anymore…”

“You can,” he says softly. “And you will.”

He keeps me on edge until I’m sobbing with need, until I can’t form words anymore. Only then does he settle between my thighs, the broad head of his cock nudging at my entrance.

“Look at me,” he commands.

I open my eyes to find him watching me, pupils blown wide with desire. There’s a question in his gaze, waiting.

“Yours,” I whisper. “Always yours.”

He surges forward in one deep thrust, filling me so completely I cry out. For a long moment he stays still, letting me adjust, savoring our connection.

“Mine,” he growls, then only begins to move.

The rhythm he sets is slow but powerful, dragging along every sensitive nerve inside my pussy. I meet each thrust eagerly, clinging to him, lost in the slide and press of our bodies. There are no more words now, just incoherent sounds of pleasure, mine and his mingling as we chase our release.

When it crashes over us, it’s like nothing I’ve ever known, wave after wave of ecstasy that leave me boneless and breathless beneath him. He collapses against me, as shattered as I am, our hearts pounding a furious rhythm in unison.

I come back to myself slowly, still trembling in the aftermath of the devastating orgasm. Grizz is a heavy, delicious weight pinning me in place. I run my hands over his defined back, relishing the play of muscles under his soft, hot skin.

He stirs at my touch, lifting his head to meet my gaze.

“I meant it,” he says hoarsely. “You’re mine, Tessa. For as long as you’ll have me.”

Joy blooms inside me, bright as the sun. I cup his face in my hands, tracing the strong lines of his jaw. “And you’re mine,” I tell him. “Always.”

A gorgeous smile curves his full, tempting lips. He ducks his head to kiss me, a sweet, unhurried glide of lips and tongue that leaves me breathless. I can feel the truth of his words, of mine, settling into my bones. We belong to each other, inseparable, like two halves of a whole.

When Grizz raises his head again I see the same certainty reflected in his eyes. My heart swells, overflowing with love for this man.

“Stay, please,” I whisper.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he promises.

He shifts to pull the blankets over us, then gathers me close again, holding me as tenderly as if I’m something fragile and precious. I rest my head against his chest, lulled by the steady beat of his heart.

Home, I think drowsily. I’m home.

And with that last contented thought, I drift off to sleep in his arms.

* * *

The pounding on the door jars me awake.

“Rent’s due, Tessa! I’m not waiting any longer!”

Bruce. Of course. I groan, pulling a pillow over my head.

Beside me, Grizz stirs. His arm tightens around my waist, his warm breath tickling my neck.

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