DarkHunger by Aminta Reily Read Free Book Online

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    Another electric shock traveled through her body as his hand moved lower on her back. Her pussy throbbed with a need she’d never felt before. How could a dance change to something sexual so quickly? For her that is. She didn’t know what he felt. Maybe he didn’t feel anything at all. Maybe this was all in her head. Had her sexual need finally overwhelmed her and now she wanted, needed, to be fulfilled?
    His hands moved lower to her waist, then slid up a little, pushing her shirt up just a tad. The second his hands touched her bare skin, her fingers clenched.
    Oh geez! What was happening to her? She wasn’t only getting turned on from just a dance, but she was enjoying it. Did he know what his touch did to her? How just his hands on her skin had her needing to change her now soaking panties? She didn’t know if he knew, but the smile on his face gave him away.
    Kayla didn’t know how much she could push the limits, but she wanted to tease him as much as he was teasing her. He was taller than her, making it harder to keep her arms around his neck with the distance between them.
    Another slow song followed the last and she wanted to thank the DJ. She looked away from him, wrapped her arms around his neck more, making it impossible to have space between them. The second their bodies touched again, Kayla’s pussy pulsed, clenching with need. It throbbed harder, begging to be touched, needing to be touched by him. No other person could put out this fire building inside her but him. Kayla craved only him at this moment.
    The man moaned low, but didn’t pull away. Kayla felt strong at this moment, stronger than she had ever felt.
    The man’s hand began to move on her waist, and he held her close to him. Kayla smiled at the feel of his obvious need pressing against her stomach.
    He leaned closer to her and she thought he was going to kiss her until he moved towards her ear. Why did she want him to kiss her? Why not would be a more obvious question?
    “My dear, I don’t even know your name and I think that it would be more of an appropriate start than what is happening.”
    “I’m…I’m sorry,” Kayla said, but she knew what she was doing. Instead of pulling away from him, she rocked her hips more, enjoying the friction her jeans were causing.
    “I feel that you are not sorry,” he said, softly. “My name is Ian Delancy, and I don’t usually get aroused from a dance with a beautiful woman.”
    Kayla laughed. She knew exactly what he meant because she didn’t either. “I’m Kayla Louis, and I bet you say that to all the beautiful women you dance with.”
    Ian shook his head. “No, my lovely, I don’t. I don’t dance much.” He stood straight again and sighed when the music went from slow to a faster pace.
    Kayla wanted to scream at the DJ for changing the tempo. She was enjoying teasing this man, and she wanted to see how much more she could tantalize him.
    “I have to thank you for that dance and the fact that I can’t sit for a few moments.”
    Kayla threw her head back and laughed as he let go of her. “You’re welcome. It’s nice to meet you, Ian.”
    “It was a pleasure, Kayla.”
    Kayla waited a moment, eagerly wishing that Ian would call her back, drag her to some dark corner and do wicked things to her. When he began to walk away from the dance floor, she took a deep breath and made her way back to her friends.
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    Ian didn’t lie to Kayla when he told her he wouldn’t be able to sit down for a moment. He had hardened the moment their bodies made contact the first time. It surprised him that just a touch from this human had him harder than he had ever gotten with Meagan. The second time she wrapped her arms around his neck and danced closer to him, he hadn’t had time to respond or to move away, so she wouldn’t feel his arousal.
    Kayla couldn’t hide her need as well. He noticed her arousal coming off her in waves. They washed over him, almost dragging him away into a sea of