Free The Perfect Couple by Emily Walters Page B

background? She had danced the samba a number of times in competitions in her teenage years. “I can do ballroom, remember?”
     
    “Are you okay, Cara?” Daniel asked, his eyes searching hers. “You look like you could use a good nap.”
     
    A nap and a good romp in the bed was more like it but she wasn’t going to tell him that. Ugh, where had that come from? Still, having that closeness with Daniel, relieving the tension of this competition, would be the perfect remedy. Would he go for it if she came out and asked? Or would he think her to be not focused on the competition? “I’m fine, Daniel,” she said instead, forcing the thoughts of sexual escapades aside. “Can we just get started?”
     
    Daniel nodded and together they walked through the actual dance, Cara attempting to move her body to the rhythm of his. This was going to be difficult for a great deal of the couples if they weren’t used to dancing with a partner, she thought as they made a turn quickly. The key to the samba or any close dance was to connect with your partner, to move like one. You had to be convincing that you had been dancing together for years, all the while keeping the excitement and sexiness that was what the samba represented. Achieving that wasn’t any easy feat whatsoever and Cara imagined that this performance would separate the strong from the weak.
     
    “Good, you are pretty good at the basic steps,” Daniel remarked as he halted them in the middle of the room. “Now we have to work on your sensuality.”
     
    “My sensuality?” Cara asked, placing her hands on her hips as she glared at him. “What the hell is wrong with my sensuality? What about yours?”
     
    Daniel’s eyes narrowed as he ran a hand through his hair, a wrinkle appearing on his brow. “It’s not that something is wrong with it. I can feel the tension in your body and that won’t appear as sexy if you are all uptight on stage with me.”
     
    “I think I’m not the only one who needs to work on it,” Cara countered, crossing her arms over her chest. She could do sexy, hell, she had gotten him, right? He was being very arrogant and Cara wanted to knock him down a notch. She could dance just as well as he could!
     
    Daniel muttered something under his breath as he took a step toward her, his hands drifting over her face like butterfly wings. “Okay, I will show you what I can do.”
     
    Cara forced herself to stay still as his hands, more like the tips of his fingers, drifted down her face and to the sensitive part of her neck, causing Cara to shiver inwardly. She could barely feel his touch yet her body was on alert, wondering when he was going to increase the pressure.
     
    Daniel’s eyes never left hers as his fingers drifted over the bared skin above her tank top, lightly touching her shoulder and down across her crossed arms. “This is how you become aware of your partner,” he said softly, pulling her arms apart and forcing them to her side. “You try to affect them with the slightest of touches.” Cara could feel every touch on her body as his fingers drifted over the exposed skin, taking his time to slide down one of the straps of her tank top over her shoulder before he placed a kiss in the hollow spot above her collarbone. Cara’s knees weakened slightly but she resisted grabbing his head as he traced her collarbone with his tongue.
     
    He then blew on the spot that he had wetted with his tongue and Cara sighed happily, her body on fire. She wanted Daniel to kiss her, touch her, and even throw her on the ground and have his way with her. She really didn’t care what he did to her as long as he didn’t stop. Cara had never been so turned on.
     
    Daniel picked up Cara’s hands and placed them on his shoulders, his eyes boring into hers. “Now move with me, Cara. Take the heat and turn it into steps.”
     
    Cara swallowed hard as she moved against Daniel, feeling his hard body pressing into hers, desperately wanting to kiss