Sasha: Book Two by Tonya Plank

Author:Tonya Plank [Plank, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, Romantic Suspense, new adult fiction
Publisher: Dark Swan Press
Published: 2016-11-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Before practice, Rory used the ladies room to freshen up. I used the time to call Valentin. We’d verified the first night here we had the same numbers as before.

“Hey, what’s up?” he answered.

“Yeah, man, I need a big favor,” I said.

“Sure, shoot,”

I told him about Cheryl and Luna, describing them down to the last detail, and said I needed a lookout to make sure they were in someone’s sight all the time. He promised he’d be on it. I found some photos on my phone Luna had sent me of us at the O.C. competition and shot them over.

Got your back, man, he texted back.

Rory emerged and I led her through the ballroom again, to a black door built into the wall, which opened into a hall with several doors on each side. I opened the one on my left, which led to a small practice room, and extended my arm, inviting her to enter. She laughed again, and I realized what a maze this place really was.

As soon as she was in, I closed the door and whisked her around toward me, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. It was the first time, outside of the hotel, that we were actually alone and had some privacy. I wanted to get her mind off Cheryl and her cronies, and I also needed my Rory.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. “I could do this the rest of the day.”

I released her and took a long inhale, then slowly and seductively unzipped her jacket, my fingertips trailing down her clavicle, to her nipples, to her belly, where they unfortunately had to stop. The jacket unzipped completely, I whipped it open and tore it off her shoulders, revealing her cute dance clothes. We both laughed. She knew what this was—an homage to her insistence on dancing naked together. Which we were going to pretend to do here. I kissed her again, deeply, my tongue massaging hers, exploring her mouth, plunging toward her throat, before letting her go and backing off. Another deep inhale.

“Okay, prrrrractice,” I said, holding up a finger as if she were the one misbehaving.

“Don’t you shake your finger at me. You’re the one being naughty.” She narrowed her eyes and gave me a sexy pout.

I kept a straight face. “Rrrrrrumba!”

We went through all five dances, beginning with our favorite. She was nervous at the start of the rumba. I could tell. I understood. This was for real. She was really here and we were really doing this. I felt her confidence literally slide from her head to her toes, and leave her body.

“I’m sorry,” she started.

“Don’t talk. Don’t think. Just dance. Only dance.” My voice was strong and commanding. She didn’t dare disobey. I was serious but not frustrated. Not yet, anyway.

We kept going. She made a few more flubs but she did as I said, didn’t apologize and kept going.

“Don’t think. Just move. Just dance,” I repeated whenever I felt her confidence begin to falter again. “Feel only my body, think only about my body, leading yours.

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