Free Sultry Summer Nights by Té Russ Page A

placing her hand in his. As they walked toward the dance floor, she looked up at him. "Sounds like a rumba. You think you can handle the dance of love?" she teased.
    "I think I can manage," he replied as he pulled her into his arms. "I've got just the right partner."
    His hand slid down to her lower back as they slowly moved to the music. Once again, it felt completely effortless with her. Their hips swayed sensuously from side to side, and she danced around his body with such a graceful fluidity.
    "You sure you haven't danced like this in years?" she questioned, as she moved back into his arms and they rocked back and forth.
    "Scout's honor," he teased. "I guess you just bring out the best in me."
    "You bring something out in me too," she said.
    "I hope it's something good."
    "Yes, it's something I thought might have been gone forever. You make me feel things I never thought I'd feel again and things I've never felt before."
    He'd definitely noticed a change in her. When they first met, he got the sense that she wasn't really living her life; she just seemed to be existing. But now she was loosening up, smiling and laughing more. Her dancing even seemed different...freer. If he was the reason for all of that, it made him feel good.
    She spun around in his arms so that her back was facing his front and they continued to move to the music. Neither one of them realized that they were now the only ones on the dance floor.
    Dylan inhaled the intoxicating scent of Julie's hair and wrapped his arms tighter around her waist.
    "You feel so good in my arms," he murmured before kissing the spot beneath her ear.
    He felt her tremble slightly before she whispered, "I like being in your arms."
    He continued kissing her, moving from her ear down to her neck. Dylan knew there was no hiding how aroused he felt at the moment, but Julie didn't seem to be bothered as she continued moving against him to the beat of the music.
    She turned back around and wrapped her arms around his neck and when her eyes moved upward to lock with his, he could see they were filled with just as much desire as he felt.
    He knew he was about to take a risk with his next words; she might feel like they were moving way too fast. But he felt like it was the perfect time to take a chance.
    "From the moment I first saw you in that club, I've wanted you."
    She looked away for a moment and bit her lip. When she finally looked back at him, she responded with, "I think I've wanted the same thing."
    "Come home with me tonight?"
    It wasn't a command, it was an offer he hoped she wouldn't refuse, but would understand if she did.
    "Yes."
    He looked in her eyes again, and saw the certainty in them. He took her hand in his and quickly led her away from the dance floor. They went by the table to pick up her purse and made their way to the exit.
    "I hope you don't mind, I walked ove r– "
    "I don't mind."
    He nodded and they walked at a clipped pace to his apartments.
    They were silent on the way up the elevator and they stood apart, as if they knew that if they were any closer to one another in the confined space, they wouldn't be able to control themselves and what they did in there.
    When they got to his door, he pulled out his key and unlocked it. Like the last time he brought her with him to his apartment, he stepped aside and allowed her to walk in first.
    "Welcome back," he said quietly.
    "It's even nicer than I remember," she said, looking around.
    He gently closed the door, watching as she stopped in the center of his living room and turned to face him. The setting sun was cutting through his windows and surrounding her. It gave her a glow that made him want her even more.
    "Jules."
    She looked up at him and even though he could feel her desire for him, see it...even smell it, he noticed a nervousness about her too.
    "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, moving toward her. "Because as much as I do want you, I also don't want you to feel rushed."
    "I want to," she