Make You Mine. Niobia Bryant
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Название: Make You Mine
Автор: Niobia Bryant
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
isbn: 9780758244161
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Their hostess appeared with menus in her hand. “Your table’s ready. Right this way.”
Caress and Julius picked up their drinks and followed the hostess across the hardwood dance floor to the wrought iron staircase leading to the stylish and hip dining area upstairs.
Julius smiled devilishly at the delectable sight of Caress’s curvaceous bottom as he climbed the stairs behind her. Although he too thought she favored J. Lo, Ms. Lopez had nothing on Caress. I really need to thank Tamara .
Julius slid into the booth next to Caress. “I’m starving,” he said, letting his thigh brush intimately against hers. He picked up the leather-bound menu in front of him.
Caress leaned in close to point at his menu. “I’ll have the Caesar salad with grilled chicken and pine nuts. Right…here.”
Her sweet scent wafted up to him, clouding his senses, as the touch of her breasts against his arm aroused him with an intensity. Clearing his throat, Julius signaled for their waitress. “I feel like steak myself.”
When the waitress promptly appeared at the table, Julius ordered Caress’s meal the way she requested and then ordered a T-bone well-done with mushrooms and shallots. He also requested a Heineken with his meal.
“I’ll have a margarita,” Caress said.
“Me too,” Tamara added.
Kendrick smiled cockily at his wife. “You know what alcohol does to you.”
Tamara rubbed her hand up his strong thigh to lightly stroke his member. “Problem?”
Julius winked at Kendrick, before turning to Caress with a questioning look in his eyes.
“Don’t even go there,” she said, blushing.
They all just laughed.
Caress was feeling the effects of the tequila in her drink by the end of her delicious meal. “I want to dance,” she said suddenly, following yet another impulse.
Julius was in the restroom. Tamara and Kendrick were so deep into each other that neither noticed when Caress left the table. Her feet guided her down the stairs and onto the crowded dance floor as the band began a jazz rendition of Mary J. Blige’s classic rendition of “I’m Going Down.” She found her own little space on the dance floor, closed her eyes, and let the rhythm of the music instinctively move her hips and feet.
Julius wanted Caress. She was beautiful, sexy, vibrant, and funny. Her touch gave him goose bumps. Her smile made his heart skip a beat.
At that moment, as he stood on a mini-balcony and looked down at her move with such abandon on the dance floor, he knew he wanted to bury himself inside her moist warmth. He wanted her grinding with him in the same fashion as she danced until their bodies were drenched with sweat and then spent.
Not once taking his eyes off of her, Julius descended the stairs slowly and crossed the dance floor to stand behind her. He grasped her wide hips with eager hands and began to rock his body with hers, enjoying the feel of her bottom cushioned against him.
Caress knew it was Julius as soon as his hands touched her. She already recognized his heat and his scent. With a soft smile she turned to face him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck and press her body close enough to feel the heat of his loins.
“Damn, I want you,” he whispered in her ear as he nuzzled her neck with his lips.
Caress laughed softly and grinded close to his lengthening erection. “I want you too,” she whispered back with honesty.
“Oh, you do?” he moaned deep in his throat.
Tilting her head back, she looked up into his eyes with want and wild abandon. “Kiss me, Julius,” she demanded softly.
He lowered his head to honor her request right there in the middle of the dance floor.
Caress sucked deeply on Julius’s tongue with a lazy, satisfied moan, before ending the kiss with another touch of her lips to his. “You got me so hot.”
“Do you feel how hard I am?” Julius countered, pressing the full length of his erection into her stomach with a wicked grin.
“Ahem.”
They both turned their heads to see Tamara and Kendrick standing beside them. They had been so caught up in their heat that they hadn’t even noticed them walk up.
“I hate to interrupt when y’all are having such a…ahem, good time, but it’s getting late,” Tamara told them with a knowing and satisfied smile.
Both Julius and Caress waved them good-bye in an animated fashion.
Tamara pretended to look offended.
Kendrick stepped forward, obviously taking control. “Good night, Caress. Julius, you take care on your trip man.”
Trip? Caress thought, as Julius released her to shake hands with Kendrick.
“Caress—” Tamara began.
Kendrick grabbed his wife’s hand and pulled her behind him. “Say good night, Tam-Tam,” he called over his shoulder even as he continued to pull her toward the door.
“Safe trip, Jules. Call me, girl,” Tamara shouted over the music, before she disappeared into the crowd.
Julius pulled Caress’s petite frame back into his arms. “Where were we?” he asked, tasting her lips.
Caress forgot everything but his heated kisses.
Julius pulled the Range Rover to a stop in front of the brick duplex Caress pointed out. His fingers were en-twined with hers in her lap, and he liked how it felt. “You’re home, safe and sound.”
“Yeah,” she said softly, her body relaxed against the leather seat.
They both sat, not moving. He wondered if she was as reluctant as he was for the night to end. The seconds ticked into minutes as time sped by too quickly.
“Guess I better go in,” Caress said in a reluctant voice barely above a whisper.
Julius raised her hand to kiss the back before he climbed out of the vehicle and came around to open the passenger door. Holding out his hand, he smiled down at her beauty. “I’ll walk you to your door.”
Accepting his hand, she looked up into his handsome bearded face and gave him a smile that was meant to beguile. “Thanks.”
Together they walked up the brick path. She led him down the stairs to her basement studio apartment. “This is me,” she told him softly, as she dug in her purse for her keys.
Julius took them from her and unlocked the door. “Here you go,” he said, placing them back in her hand.
“Thanks.”
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