The Man Who Can't Be Moved Ch 31 Teaser

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“I don’t believe it,” I muttered as we slid past security and into the dark club. “No paparazzi.”
“Told ya,” Jacob said smugly.
I shook my head and led Bella to the bar, unwilling to answer him over the thumping music. I ordered Bella the pomegranate martini she wanted and took a sip, scrunching my nose as the sweet, strong liquor hit my tongue.
“You’d better watch those things. They’ll come back and bite you in the arse,” I shouted at her.
She grinned. “I know. That’s what makes them so good!”
I rolled my eyes. “But you’re being so much fun. Why spoil it?”
“I’m not that bad!”
I simply grinned back at her.
“Not funny.”
“Neither are you when you’re pissed. Now, give me that.” I took a large gulp and then handed back to her with a shudder. “Let’s go dance.”
“But what about Jacob and Bree?”
I gave her a look. “I could care less about Jacob and Bree. I want to feel you against me.”
Wisely, she threw her drink back and sat the empty glass on the bar. “Let’s go.”
I knew a crowd had formed around us; I could feel their gazes crawling over my skin, but I refused to look away from Bella. I’d never make it to the dance floor because of the mob that was bound to confront me if I did. I kept my arm around her as we pushed our way through them all and saw flashes of various cameras around me, along with the irritated face Bella made up at me that nearly mirrored my own.
But none of it mattered the second I spun her around and felt her body move with mine. For someone so inherently clumsy, she was an incredible dancer. Her skin was dewy with sweat; her body flushed with exertion. Her hips rolled with an unknowing seduction that had me clinging to her, wanting to strip her down and watch her move sexy, bared body in front of me. For me.
I threaded my hands through her hair and tipped her head back so that I could taste her alluring mouth. Tinged with alcohol, her lips were sweet and wet, soft and pliant against my own. Her kiss was effortless, but it did nothing to hinder the desire I was racked with as our tongues tangled heedlessly together. Home, alone, I would press on until we were joined together. Here, I had no choice but to stop.
I trailed my mouth over her jaw and nipped at her ear. “We should go home now,” I said roughly.