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Chapter Forty-One
Juliet
The flashing lights and deep, thumping music is hypnotizing and my body moves of its own accord along with the beat as if I’m a puppet; the music controls my strings. My skin is covered in a thin layer of sweat from the humid, densely packed dance floor. The strobe lights freeze my movements like tiny snapshots in time, every move its own paused frame.
Ant and Neil each found their own dance partners; their bodies pressing together tightly as they weave and grind to the beat. Gareth has been MIA for some time.
Ryan leans against a wall, his emerald eyes following every move of my body. He’s close enough that I can almost feel his gaze. I dance near the other guys but without a partner. Every time someone has come close and tried to join me, a sharp flash of darkness entered his gaze and they quickly went the other way. Instead of worrying about what people might say, I just pretend it’s normal, protective friend behavior. The alcohol coursing through my system makes it easier to leave my worries behind.
Occasionally someone brave soul will approach him, and Ryan will do his duty. Smile, take a quick picture, sign a sweaty body part with a random sharpie, and give a hug. Always friendly and polite, never turning anyone away, but never anything more though.
Another house song finishes and I look around and see that the others are paying me no mind.
My gaze meets Ryan’s, and I call him to me with my eyes.
It’s risky, but I want to feel his hands on me. I can’t go a second further without it. The sultry darkness of the dance floor and the heady music fuel my fire. Just for a moment. There are enough people here to shield us from calling too much attention to ourselves. Everyone is in their own little world.
Ryan stalks toward me slowly, like a predator sighting its prey.
He comes up behind me and wraps his muscular arms around my waist, pressing his hands on my hips and pulling me close against him. His hardness is evident and I flush with need.
“This isn’t smart,” I whisper as he leans in and I feel his stubble against my neck.
I say the words, but my grip on his arms and the way my body arches against him makes it clear that I don’t care. I’m not even sure he can hear me over the music.
Our bodies grind and move in sync. He turns me so we’re facing each other, his leg in between mine as we move together. Everything about touching him feels right. His hand cups the back of my neck, and he leans down to whisper in my ear. Our faces are so close and it takes all of my strength not to moan at the feel of our bodies pressed together this way.
“I can’t wait anymore, Juliet.”
His words send a shiver down the length of my body.
“It isn’t that simple.” I breathe out, but despite the protest in my words, the lust in my voice says otherwise. My fingers sneak under his shirt so I can feel his hot skin.
It wasn’t simple. Not anymore. Nothing about this was.
This used to be about my career. It was about being smart and not risking everything that I’ve worked my ass off for. It was about not being reduced to just another notch in Ryan Knox’s belt. But as much as I’ve tried to deny it, it was more than that now. There was a constant pit in the bottom of my stomach, an inherent fear that the moment I gave him everything, it would be over.
And I’m honestly not sure I could handle that.
We’re so far out of each other’s leagues that it’s not even funny, and it’s ridiculous to think that anything more could come from it. Giving in now would lead to nothing but hurt.
And it would be me who’s hurting. But I just - I can’t stop. Every fiber of my being wants this man. He’s a drug and I’m hopelessly addicted.
Ryan growls, and his hand wraps tightly around my wrist, pulling me away from the crowded dance floor and towards a dark hallway.
There were bathrooms on one side and more doors on the other.
He turns each knob until one finally opens and he drags me inside with a feral sound.
It was a large room with mirrors lining one of the walls. The floor was carpeted, and high-top tables with barstools were scattered about. The exterior wall had small windows across the top, letting in enough moonlight that we could see each other.
I don’t have any more time to notice any further detail in the room because before I can even take another breath, his hands are cupping my face, and my back is pressed against the door.
“It is simple, Juliet. You are mine.”
His lips crash into mine and he swallows my moan. I can no longer tell where he ends and I begin as we devour each other. It’s messy and wet but God, I can’t get enough. I need more.
With one arm, he hoists me up, and my legs wrap around his waist. My dress rides up and his hard arousal presses right against my center. Only the thin lace fabric of my panties and his pants now separate us. His other arm keeps us steady against the door.
