he flirted with her, and tried to get into her mind without really showing it.
Jordan was insanely attracted to her, intrigued, and at the same time, confounded. He wasn’t sure now what he was getting himself into. It would be over in a few hours, and they would never see each other again. He’d go home, and soon get to the bottom of who did this and why, and his photo and details would be deleted from that escort website. Tiana would have gotten her night of pleasure, and he…well, he would have done a really, really bad thing.
No, maybe not bad: just dishonest. Because, it didn’t really matter if it was him or some other guy; Tiana had intended to hire a male escort for the evening, hadn’t she? And well, here he was, fulfilling that role. He considered himself as articulate, accomplished and good-looking as any she could have picked to be her companion and sexual partner that night. She had shown some surprise at him being so “genteel” as she’d called it. Had she expected someone with a bit more rough edges? For some reason, Jordan hated to disappoint…
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“Do you want to go dancing somewhere else after the reception is over?” he asked suddenly. Tiana looked up in surprise.
“You really want to ask a black woman that?” she retorted with a playful smile, then added with a shrug, “Yes. Sure. Why?”
“Well, I know a good club not too far from here. Has a steampunk theme plus fantastic cocktails and the best DJ mixes this side of the coast. Interested?”
“Well…um…” Tiana wasn’t that bad on her feet.
“It’s all part of the package, Tiana. You’re getting what you paid for; a fantastic evening out. And that’s not going to be complete without some rump-shaking on a hot, crowded dance floor. Bright lights, great music to get the blood pumping just enough to take us to the next level. What do you say?”
Damn, this guy’s good, Tiana thought with appreciation. He could charm a bird off a tree. He could talk her into anything with that deep, sexily refined voice of his as well as his infectious smile. And he was right. She had paid for it, so why not take advantage?
“As soon as we can slip out unnoticed, let’s get out of here!” Tiana replied, already grinning.
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Dancing always made Tiana lose a lot of her inhibitions. The atmosphere at the club was just right, and the crowd was so alive she was drawn in before she knew it. What made it all more exciting was having Jordan there, jamming right in with the club scene as he moved with her to the pumping sounds.
It was a blend of everything; all the top hits sampled with all the popular dance beats. Once the music started to really get into her, plus the glasses of well mixed cocktails, Tiana allowed herself to let go for the first time in months. Grinding up against Jordan, feeling his hands on her hips or waist as he danced right along with her gave her the most exhilarating feeling.
He felt comfortable with the music and the scene, making Tiana realize he was indeed a man with many facets. He’d discarded his jacket and looked even more gorgeously laid back as he swayed along with her to the slow jam the DJ had just spun. With her back against his chest, Tiana turned her head to the side and felt Jordan nuzzle his face in her neck. His grip tightened on her waist as he tugged her even more snugly up against him, leaving her in no doubt of his masculinity as she felt something thrillingly solid stir within the grove of her ass.
Tension building, arousal deepening…Tiana lost all sense of time and place for the moment as she reveled in the sensation of being this close to a virile man like Jordan. It still amazed her how at ease she felt around him, and how well they flowed together not just dancing, but when they talked.
The more time she spent with him, the happier she was that she’d been able to do this. When they said their goodbyes at the end of the night, she’d still go away with the
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