Fighter (Outsider Series) by Micalea Smeltzer Read Free Book Online

pretty cool. The concrete floor was painted black, with different colored glitter tossed in, creating a rainbow affect.
    “This place is awesome!” Chris shrieked and dragged Bentley onto the dance floor.
    Charlotte looked as scared as I felt and had stopped in her tracks. Bryce cupped her cheeks in his hands and looked tenderly into her eyes. I saw her nod and he helped her onto a barstool. A moment later a bartender appeared and I saw him poor a ginger ale and hand it to Charlotte. She sipped the drink and Bryce rubbed her back. I never knew Bryce had such a sensitive side to him.
    Caeden leaned down and his hair tickled my cheek. “Dance with me,” he coaxed.
    I knew I’d never win the argument on not dancing, so I decided to surprise him by dragging him out onto the dance floor. A girl nearby eyed Caeden and I sent her a death glare.
    I ran my hand down his chest and gripped his belt pulling him against me fully. Air hissed out from between his teeth. I felt like I was being tortured by being dragged here, so I might as well give him a taste of a different kind of torture. I threw all my inhibitions out the window, and told myself not to be shy or afraid. No one here was paying any attention to me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I closed my mind off from his and said; you can do this Sophie.
    I let the music soak into my bones, my muscles, and watched the other girls near me. I wasn’t going to do the slutty dance they were doing but sexy and sensual? I think I could pull that off, as long as I didn’t chicken out.
    Taking a deep breath I finally just let go.
    My hips ground into his and he groaned. His hands slid down my arms to grip my waist. I used my hands to swish my hair around my shoulders. I brought it up and then let it fall , so my hair hung down my back like a curtain.
    He pulled me closer and his teeth grazed my chin and then my neck. His lips brushed my ear and he said loud enough for me to hear over the music, “I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”
    I smiled and winked. He growled low in his throat. “My little she-wolf,” he entwined our fingers together. Suddenly, he flipped me around so that my back was pressed against his front. I hoped he didn’t expect me to do that whole grinding thing; I so was not going there.
    His left hand rested under my breast and his right hand ventured down my leg and around front where he gripped my thigh. He rubbed his hips into my back and nibbled my ear with his teeth. “Two can play this game,” his words caressed my skin.
    Oh wolf pups, what had I gotten myself into?
    With his left hand , he pulled me even tighter to his body. I couldn’t get away even if I wanted to. His right hand ventured dangerously higher and my chest constricted, in either fear or passion; maybe a bit of both.
    His hand slid under the edge of the skirt and I gasped.
    He growled in satisfaction and then his left hand slowly crept downwards. He found the edge of the top, and eased it away from my skin so that his hand rested over my stomach. My breath came out in an embarrassing gasp. I couldn’t see it, but I knew he was grinning.
    He swayed his hips in time with the beat and the friction it caused against me was so hot I was surprised I didn’t burn.
    His hips continued to roll around and I thought to myself: Caeden can dance.
    His laugh echoed in my ear and I knew that my thought s had projected to him.
    Darn it.
    His lips brushed my ear. “Babe, you can dance too,” he commented, and I realized that without me realizing it my hips had formed a mind over their own. My hips rolled with his and I suddenly realized what a turn on just dancing could be.
    His right hand, which had been venturing dangerously close to going up my skirt, eased back down. He gripped my thigh tightly and his hand on my stomach was firm. He swayed us to the music and I was fine to let him , and my body, have control. I closed my eyes and reached up to lace my arms around the back of his