Page 51 of Echoes of Desire
“Alright,” I shrug, ignoring the shocked expressions on both of my men’s faces.
“Get the fuck out, Taylor,” Jaxon orders.
“Come on, guys,” Knox sighs. “He’s gay.”
“How about this,” I say, holding my hand out to Knox. “I’ll teach you some things and you dance along with me. That way, you can dance for your man, and I can dance for mine.”
“Hell, yeah!” he shouts.
“Pup.”
“Yes, Papa?” he smiles mischievously.
“If you make my dick hard, you will be fixing the situation before we leave. Then I’ll take you home, tan your ass, and fuck you until you can’t talk anymore.”
I’m shocked at the seriousness in Taylor’s voice, but Knox’s eyes brighten, and his smile widens.
“Sounds like a fun time to me,” he says. “Let’s go woman. Teach me how to move my body so I can make my man hard.”
Knox’s excitement is infectious, and I can’t help but laugh as he pulls me to the center of the floor. “Alright, let’s see what you’ve got,” I say, trying to ignore the searing heat of Jasper and Jaxon’s gazes on me.
“This is going to be good,” Knox grins, practically bouncing as we move to a more open area of the VIP section. Taylor followsus with his eyes, his stoic expression softening ever so slightly as he watches Knox’s antics.
“First, you need to relax,” I say, positioning Knox in front of me. “Dancing is all about confidence and fluidity. Just let the music guide you.”
Knox raises an eyebrow, his grin turning playful. “You mean like this?” He starts swaying dramatically, his movements exaggerated and awkward on purpose.
“Not quite,” I laugh, reaching out to adjust his stance. “Let me show you.”
I take a deep breath, letting the music pulse through me, and start moving. My hips sway with the rhythm, my hands tracing small, deliberate movements through the air. It’s subtle but sensual, and I can feel the energy shift as everyone’s attention zeroes in on me.
Knox watches intently, his playful demeanor replaced by genuine focus. “Alright, I think I got it,” he says, mimicking my movements with surprising grace.
“Not bad,” I say, stepping back to give him space. “Now try adding your own flair. Make it yours.”
Knox nods, his confidence growing as he moves in sync with the music. Taylor’s eyes darken, and I catch the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips as he watches Knox.
“See? You’ve got this,” I encourage him, clapping lightly.
Knox spins around, throwing a playful wink at Taylor. “What do you think, Papa? Am I making you hard yet?”
Taylor’s smirk turns into a full-blown smile. “You’re always hard to resist, Pup,” he says, his voice low and rough.
I smile as I watch Knox dance to the beat of the music. He has control over his body, but not as much as I do. When I said I loved my body, I meant it. I’ve always found myself sexy, and so, one day, I decided to learn how to dance erotically. I took a class for months before I was brave enough to dance on stageat O’Neal’s for the first time. I didn’t do it often because I was always focused on working, but a few times, I braved the stage while just there for a visit.
The song ends, and Knox flops down next to Taylor.
“Okay, now I want to watch you,” he tells me. “I want to see you dance, Ray. Ignore me and beefcake over here and focus on those two.”
I glance over at my men. Jaxon sitting on the end of the couch and Jasper sitting on the arm beside him.
“Close your eyes, Taylor,” Jasper orders. “Gay or not, I won’t have your eyes on her body.”
With a chuckle, Taylor lays his head back and closes his eyes.
For a moment, I hesitate, the weight of their gazes making me feel exposed in a way that has nothing to do with my body. But then I take a deep breath, reminding myself of who I am.
The music shifts, the beat slowing into something darker, more sensual. I close my eyes and let it consume me. My movements fluid and deliberate as I lose myself in the rhythm. My hands trail down my body, accentuating the sway of my hips, and I feel the room shrink until it’s just the three of us. Moving my hands back up, I trace the edges of my breasts, feeling the nipples harden under the excitement.