Mister Bennett (Mister 1)
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Chapter NINE ~ Dance with Me
I knew I’d felt eyeson me, and they roamed over my body. Gazing up at him as our attraction for one another sizzles in the air and sets my body on fire. Knowing I should snap out of this trance, but finding it hard with that magnetic pull I always feel towards him.
“Hi, beauty, fancy meeting you here?” Grant said as he caressed my hand, lost in his touch and couldn’t break my gaze from his.
“H-how are you here?” I asked with surprise and my voice trembled. “H-how did you know where to find me?”
“Well, I’m Blair’s boss and she was more than happy to tell me.” Grant responded, and smirked.
I gazed over towards Blair and she danced with the handsome gentleman. Her back facing him as she grinds up against his solid body, peering right at me and smirking wickedly. She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew he’d be here, watching and waiting for me. Blair had set me up so I could be alone with Grant. He wanted to be around me, away from work, and I could feel the attraction surrounding us as I stared deeply into his green eyes. I needed to stop this. Pulling my hand away from him and remembering Merlin’s words. I couldn’t risk my job and couldn’t risk everything I’ve worked so hard for.
“W-we can’t, Grant.” I stammered nervously and so badly wanted to take back my words. Wanting to throw my arms around him, wrapping myself in his embrace. For him to caress me and kiss me till I’m left breathless. “I can’t do this.”
“Do what? We’re simply two adults enjoying one another’s company.” He argued as the bartender brought my drink over and he handed him money.
“No, you don’t have to do that.” I said and shook my head.
“Yes, I do, you’ll let me and you’ll let me dance with you.” Grant demanded as his face came closer towards mine and his hands on either side of my flushed face.
My backs pinned against the bar, and he caressed me. Our noses almost brushed as his hands left my face and his arms were on either side of my body. I couldn’t get away even if I wanted to, but I don’t want to, anyway. This man had me drawn in and devoured my very being. Driving my senses wild, where I couldn’t think and I’m lost in him. Grant leaned back slightly and handed me my drink. I accepted it as our hands brushed and shivers ran up my body. I slowly sipped from the straw and he watched me. My lips curled around the tip, I slowly sucked and tasted the orange juice with a hint of vodka as the cool liquid went down my throat. His gaze was intense as I stared deeply into his eyes and could see his pulse quicken on the skin of his neck. The sight I gave him caused him to become aroused. I finished drinking and seductively licked my lips with Grant’s gaze, watching every moment.
“Dance with me, Becca.” Grant whispered and his warm breath caressed my cheek.
I held his lustful stare, placed my drink down on the bar top and let him take my hand in his. Walking with him towards the dance floor as we get lost in the crowd with our bodies close together and our gazes never wavering. He had drawn me in and I couldn’t let go. The attraction is so hot I’m feverish and I sway with him to the music. Following the rhythm and beat as the music pounds throughout the club. He pulled me closer with our hands still intertwined and held them against his chest. Feeling his hard body against mine, looking up into his magnificent green eyes and I’m lost in them as my body works against his. Feeling it come alive. Breaking our gaze for an instant, turning so my back is against him and gazing back up into his sexual stare as his warm breath caresses my cheek. I felt the attraction grow and moved my hips. Grinding against his wanting body, feeling his cock grow for me and throb under his tight jeans. I feel so fucking sexy and take control. Bending over so my ass was the only thing touching him, hearing him groan and it’s the sexiest sound. His hands grab my hips and I twerk against him. Whipping my long straight hair up and brushing it against his face as my back presses flush up against him.
“Becca, god, you’re so fucking hot.” Grant growled and his hands explored my body.
My body swayed with his hands starting at my hips, running up my navel and grazing my breasts. Ever so lightly he touches there and I stretch my arms up into the air. Dancing to the beat and dancing all for him. His hands run up my bare neck and it tickles the skin there, leaving goosebumps in their wake. My body’s so turned on and feeling hot for him. I spun around and his eyes never left mine as we danced to the beat. Our bodies move as one in complete unison. Feeling like we’re the only ones there with the world drifting away. He grabbed my hands from the air and placed them behind my back. Holding me in place with his chest pressing up against my aching breasts and a sigh escapes me as his lips touch my bare neck. Trailing tender kisses there, my head falls back giving him more exposure. Working his magical mouth and trailing kisses down to my cleavage. My panties become wet with just the feeling of his passionate kisses against my feverish skin.
“Grant, oh, god.” I sighed as I pulled my head up and peered into his eyes.
That’s when I see it. All the want and longing he had for me. No one else but me and I so badly want him.
“Becca, I think we should get out of here.” Grant breathed heavily with his lustful gaze never leaving mine, and he glanced around the room. “I don’t want the press to see, I mean I do, but then I don’t because you’re absolutely stunning. They have a habit of tearing people apart and I don’t want that for you.”
His eyes roamed over me as I stared back at him and felt like the sexist woman in the club. I understood what he meant, and it all made perfect sense. My thoughts reeled with the consequences, but his presence had me trapped. Stuck in his trance, his creativity and his sensual body. My mind screamed at me to leave without him, but my head nodded his way. My body deceived me yet again as I held his hand in mine and we headed for the nearest exit.
“Then let’s get out of here, gorgeous.” I smiled wickedly as I glanced back at him over my shoulder and led the way out of the club.