Stealing Beauty by Jessica Collins

Author:Jessica Collins [Collins, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deep Desires Press
Published: 2017-03-27T18:30:00+00:00

When she began to cry, a stab of guilt hit Aleks in the chest. You blew it, stupid prick. She just started talking to you. You needed to control your temper and look what you let happen. He thought back on the night and how it went so wrong. Again.

When Belle had walked down the stairs he struggled to contain himself. The blue dress showed off every curve of her perfect body. The hidden view of her supple breasts, icing on the cake. Her muscular legs looked spectacular and as he followed the shape of them, a sense of pride coursed through him knowing he would be the envy of every other male in the club.

The blue color of the dress combined with her hair down and around her face only intensified the smoky quartz color of her eyes. It took all of his restraint to avoid pushing the dress up to her waist and fucking her on the stairs.

Now, any hope he had of being with her tonight was completely blown away; like his temper. He stared out the window to avoid seeing the look he put on her face, a look of combined anger, disappointment, and disbelief.

He tensed when he thought of her swaying to the music; unabashed, free, and mesmerizing. He imagined her moving in that manner beneath him, and he was about to meet her on the floor when some meathead came behind her and began grinding into her.

As he watched, she not only encouraged it, but seemed to enjoy the man groping her supple body. I should be the only one to put that look on her face.

Then she had looked up at him. She looked up at him, with the man behind her, touching her, and smiled as she turned to kiss him. She fucking smiled at me! She dared me to do something.

When he approached them, he was ready to rip the man’s throat out for putting his hands on her. The only thing he could think to do was remove them from the situation. He needed to get away from the crowd before he did something he’d regret.

He rested his forehead against the window. She’s right back to not allowing me to apologize. How many times have I already had to say I’m sorry? I never say I’m sorry. Aleks’ anger returned at these feelings of guilt and as he looked to the source of his emotion his heart sank.

There sat his beauty, trying not to cry as tears pooled in her lower lids, still looking radiant. He wanted to pull her towards him and kiss her. Hold her in his arms and apologize until she forgave him, until she realized she was his. His breath caught in his throat. Had he just thought of her as … his?

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