Too Beautiful to Break by Tessa Bailey

Author:Tessa Bailey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2017-09-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

There were too many things to concentrate on at once and all of them were incredible. He had to keep his feet moving at the right tempo, because he was dancing with Sage. His hand itched to squeeze her hip. Same with his other one where she’d captured him with graceful fingers. But he kept his breathing even, swayed her and prayed for a sign that she wanted…just wanted. Like he did.

Belmont’s eye muscles started to twinge from closing his eyes so tight, so he forced himself to let go of the tension, his lids remaining hooded. He could only see the curling flyaway hairs over her right ear this way, but he wouldn’t be greedy. Their bodies were still a good few inches apart, and Lord knew, the effort it cost him to remain composed had started a blinding ache down in the center of his abdomen.

Her sweet scent had slipped into his bloodstream like a drug, setting off a potent chemical reaction that didn’t know how to be satisfied. It knew what appeasement felt like. That careful balance he found when Sage gave it to him. The ability to exist inside his own skin. Relief was something else entirely. It was disrespectful to think of Sage the way his brain threatened to do. Pumping bodies, open mouths, bare legs. Was he beyond resisting those images now? Christ, it seemed he might be.

So he focused on their gripped hands, the cadence of her breath. “When we walked in here, I wanted…” He ground his back teeth when she moved closer, the tips of her breasts pressing into his stomach. “I wanted to give you a dance. Since you’d never been to one.”

“Not here, no. Thank you.” Sage’s voice was thready, but he resisted the urge to pull back and study her face, in case he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her. “There is an instructor I hire to teach my brides and grooms how to dance, though. She taught me a little.”

His mouth curved. If Sage was being taught something, her forehead would wrinkle, her tongue poking out to the left. He imagined that’s how she looked while learning dance steps. “I can tell you’ve been taught,” he murmured. “You’re doing great.”

“Liar,” she breathed. “This…this is nothing like dancing with another woman.”

“Good.” His hand tightened on her hip and he gave a mental curse. “This is nothing like anything else. For me.”

Then he had no choice but to look Sage in the eye, because that was what she wanted. She tilted her head and gave him a dose of hazel. “I’ve shown you this place,” she whispered. “Can I ask you something now?”

A crank turned in his middle. He wanted to give her an unequivocal yes, but in the state of arousal she’d put him in, he didn’t know if there was room for him to concentrate on anything else. Apart from maintaining a careful distance, giving her the dance, breathing. “I think so,” he said in a rush.

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