03 | The Tango's Embedded Sensuality

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Chapter 03 | The Tango's Embedded Sensuality

We had managed to smoothly weave ourselves through the crowd and to the dance floor. The lively chatter of the party died down as we got into position. All eyes were on us as he lightly rests his hand on my mid-back. The other meets with mine mid-air.

I allow a small smile to form on my lips as I take in his musky scent and very green eyes. If I didn't have my armor on, I'd think they were damn entrancing.

My eyes flit towards the bar where the boss had an entertained and excited look on his face. He looked like he wanted to break out some popcorn.

A new sensual music plays and he takes the first move. He glides his left foot backwards in a smooth motion, sliding across the slick floor. I slid my right forward, chasing his retreating one with mine.

"Your perfume." His fingers tighten on my ribs as he dipped my body down, looking into my eyes. "-Is heavenly. It's French, isn't it?"

I'm unable to answer when he speaks again.

"And did I mention you have such a beautiful pair of earrings?" He brings me back up, pulling our hips together. We were toe to toe as our lips threatened to brush against each other.

My earrings had a built-in camera in them. He can't possibly know, right? Is he testing me?

"You're having too much fun observing me." I gently push him away, spinning out gracefully and delicately.

He reels me back into his strong hold, biting his lip. "I'm just getting started, sweetheart."

His hands steadily slide down to my thigh and gripped the skin. His fingers roam around. If I don't stop him, he'd feel the listening device strapped to my thigh!

I calmly press two fingers to his lips, "I'm not that easy."

His eyes widen slightly in surprise, but recovered quickly. An amused grin ghosts over his lips. "Interesting. I'm liking you more and more now."

He turns elegantly, his body in tune with the slow, sensual music. Yet, there was a sort of harshness to him, like he was someone who shouldn't be underestimated.

Our feet was in perfect sync as we became one with the song. We continued like this until the music ends. Applause fills my ears.

I turn to him with a light expression, "You got a little handsy over there."

"And you pushed me away." He pouts, pretending to be offended.

"I don't believe in giving away my body so cheaply like that."

His face lights up, as if what I said delighted him to a tee. "Good. Because I like difficult women."

He continues, "You sure are one entertaining lioness. Your eyes may be as sharp as one-" trailing off, he reaches for his breast pocket. "-but you didn't notice me take something from you."

My heart almost stopped as he dangles my earrings right in front of me. My hands instinctively flew to my ears and my stomach plummets when I feel the absence of it. I quickly dub a serene smile on my face to conceal my inner turmoil. But even if it was for a second, I'm sure he caught my shocked expression. Dammit!

Okay...keep calm. Just keep calm. Don't snap.

"I had fun tonight. It was a pleasure meeting you." With a smirk he returns the earrings to my hands, he slips in an envelope as well.

"The name's Dean Winchester. I'm 32, an Aquarius-" He leans down, hot breath tickling my ear. "-and I want to have a taste of you even more now."

He walks away, not before throwing me a wink over his shoulder, "Well then, until another night."

I was annoyed. Shocked. Mostly annoyed. I had just witnessed what a suspected mafia boss could be capable off; He had me exactly where he wanted me to be. His fingers were quick to move. He even kept it in his breast pocket! All this and I didn't even realize! Shit.

I had never met someone so difficult to read before.

I swallowed the anger that was boiling in my head. Watching his damn cocky receding form, I make a vow; I will expose you of your corrupted desires and strip you bare off of your dirty little secrets.

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Say hello to your priests

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Say hello to your priests. Praise Chuck, Amen.

On another note, why is Sam moving like that-

Published on: June 20

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