Passion After Dark (4 page)

When we
’d finished our first drinks, I got up to buy us another round and carefully negotiated my way to the bar to avoid falling off my heels. While I waited in line I again had that sensation of being watched and I turned, my eyes scanning the room but due to the crowds of people, it was impossible to tell where the feeling of being watched was coming from. Of course when I turned several men seemed to think I was looking at them and a couple gave me a hopeful smile but I spun around again to face the bar, stumbling slightly when I nearly fell off my damned heels.

Finally I was served and carefully made my way back to Cassie who was being chatted up by some man I saw as I approached. Typical, she always at
tracted the men and after a sip of her drink she gave me an apologetic smile as she stood up to go and dance with the attractive man she’d been talking to.

As I watched them dance, I drank my second Baileys faster than I should have and sighed happily whe
n I felt the buzz in my head start up. I was just reaching that pleasantly tipsy stage when Cassie came back minus her admirer and she flopped back down on her stool, wiping her slightly sweat dampened hair off her forehead.

“
So what happened to Prince Charming?” I asked and she curled up her lip.

“
Prince Charming? More like Prince Arming. He was all hands on the dance floor. I mean he was kind of cute but I like to get to know them a little bit first at least and not have to put up with being pawed at on the dance floor.”

I kind of agreed with her but at the same time I wasn
’t sure Cassie was aware how lucky she was. At least men wanted to spend time with her, go to bed with her. I was the one who just settled for watching her having a good time and often lying in bed listening to the pounding of her bedhead against the wall and the sighs and moans coming from her room. Fuck my life seriously. Well that was it really. I so badly needed to get laid but at the same time I couldn’t bring myself to settle for just anyone. If I lowered my standards I’d have no problems finding a fuck for the night but I couldn’t do it.

“
Come and dance with me Allie.” Cassie’s voice dragged me out of my miserable thoughts.

Just as I was about to ask her if she was crazy? How cou
ld I dance wearing these heels, that song came on that instantly made us crack up, almost laughing until we cried.

“
WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY???” We both sang loudly and with enough alcohol in me to loosen my inhibitions I got up with Cassie and we headed for the dance floor.

We found a spot on the crowded floor and began to dance, both hanging off one another as we continued to sing and laugh over the words to the song.

A group of men danced their way over to us and circled us occasionally bumping hips with us, slowly building up the bodily contact. Me being nicely tipsy at that point didn’t care and with my back to one man, I swayed and gyrated suggestively until he put his arms around me, grinding his groin against my ass as we danced.

Through the haze of
alcohol and growing sexual tension I was vaguely aware that it felt like I was being watched again. Slowly I danced a full circle, trying to scan the room but it was impossible in the sea of bodies to notice if there was someone watching from somewhere or not.

When the music stopped and a song came on that neither Cassie or I wanted to dance to, we both left the dance floor, politely indicating to the men that had danced with us that we didn
’t need their company.

While Cass went to get more drinks, I head
ed for the ladies room to make some room for more alcohol and to touch up my lipstick, tossing my hair over my back again to fluff it up the way I’d been instructed to do it.

After hitching my dress down as low as I could get it I left the restroom and st
arted walking back towards where Cassie was waiting for me. Suddenly the man I’d danced with earlier stepped in front of me and grabbed me around the waist pulling me into his arms. I stumbled on my high heels and fell against him which he took as the green light from me and I felt his hot breath on my face just before his lips closed over mine in a wet kiss that tasted of cheap beer.

I struggled to get free of his surprisingly firm grip but he wouldn
’t let go and all I could think was he was ruining my lipstick and his kiss was just awful. Feeling like I had a dog licking my face was not my idea of a hot and sexy kiss at all.

With my hands braced against his chest, I shoved hard and managed to break the lip lock he had on me, raising one hand to wipe his s
aliva off my face. He tried to pull me back to him but suddenly an arm closed around my waist from behind and the slobbering oaf who had been kissing me looked at something or someone beyond my shoulder and I watched fear light up his eyes before he released me and took off like his ass was on fire.

What on earth had caused that reaction? I suddenly became aware that there was still an arm around me and I glanced down at it, noting that it was muscled, with fine dark hairs scattered over it. The skin was c
ool to the touch despite the warmth from all the bodies in the club and I knew I had to see what the owner of that arm looked like.

Before I could turn within the confines of the arm holding me, I was pulled back until I was resting against a firm, rock s
olid chest and hard abs. Everything about the man holding me was hard and I wanted to see him but he was restraining me as if he didn’t want me to turn and see him.

I twisted my neck and glanced up to try and get a look at him despite the dim lighting and
lost my balance on my impossibly high heels, stumbling. I might have fallen if it wasn’t for the arm around me and when I started to fall, the other arm locked around me, holding me upright until I could regain my balance on my gravity defying heels.

Fro
m my limited view I could see that the man was tall. He towered over me in my heels and had to be well over 6 foot. He had a slightly olive complexion so he wasn’t Australian but the eyes threw me, the brief glimpse I got of them. They were blue, a blue so intense, so brilliant, they seemed almost to glow and with a slightly purplish hue to them too. I couldn’t look away as he gazed down at me. My god but he was beautiful. His hair was black, ebony black, so black it appeared to shine with a bluish appearance under the dim lighting.

It
was long, brushing his shoulders and I could just make out some strange tattoo on his neck, partially obstructed by his hair. I tried to stare at it more closely as it looked like a barcode almost, like they scan at the shops, but that couldn’t be it.

He had that incredibly sexy facial hair. Not enough to be a beard but more than a 5 o
’clock shadow. I didn’t really care what it was, all I knew was it was sexy as hell on him.

I realised that he was staring at me, those mesmeriz
ing eyes of his moving over my face and as I watched, his tongue came out and circled his lips. My gaze shifted to them as I followed the movement and they too were magnificent, full with a sensual curve to the lower lip. “Oh my god, you’re beautiful.” I whispered under my breath and his lips curved up revealing perfect, very white teeth.

“
So are you bella donna.” His voice was deep and flowed over my senses like velvet, causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up in reaction.

“
Thank you for rescuing me.” I said, desperate to find some reason to keep him with me, holding me.

“
You’re welcome.” His husky voice sent a shiver through me again. Damn but his voice was amazing. I could feel myself getting wet just listening to him. To have sex with a man like him? I nearly went weak at the knees just thinking about it.

He grinned at me, one eyebrow raised and I felt myself blush. God, did I say that out aloud? No, I
’m sure I hadn’t but the look he was giving me had me worried that I had.

“
Are you alright bella?” He questioned and I breathed a sigh of relief. I hadn’t said it out loud, I guess it was the fact that I wouldn’t stop looking at him. I had to look away I knew but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t seem to move my gaze from his.

I wondered what bella
meant since he had said it to me twice now and I figured that maybe I should give him my name. “My name is Allegra.” I told him, still unable to remove my eyes from his gorgeous face.

“
Allegra.” My name rolled off his lips and fuck me, but he made it sound so sexy. Never had I thought of my name as being sexy but this stunning, god like creature who was still holding me I noticed had managed to make my name and me for that matter seem sexy.

“
What’s your name?” I asked him. I needed to know who this amazing specimen of a man was. I needed to know what name I’d be calling out when I got together with my vibrator later on.

“
Dominick Cavallo although sometimes people call me Nick for short.” He said and I almost combusted in his arms. My god, a sexy man, a sexy name and all said in that deep, husky voice with a trace of an accent, Greek, Italian maybe?

“
Allie, Allie, where the hell have you been?” Cassie’s voice suddenly interrupted my blatant drooling over Dominick and I felt his arms drop away from me. Instantly I missed the feel of his strong arms holding me and I turned to my house mate in frustration.

“
I went to the ladies Cass and then had problems with one of those men from the dance floor but this man was kind enough to save me.” I waved over my shoulder and saw Cassie frown, confusion marring her features.

“
What man?” She asked and I spun around to see the man who was the most stunning thing I’d ever seen in my life, but he was gone. My gorgeous saviour was gone.

Chapter Three.

Dominick.

Dominick cur
sed softly under his breath as he moved quickly through the club until he got to the stairs to the upper level. Fuck that woman’s timing. He’d been watching his bella donna all evening right from when she first arrived with her loud friend at the club earlier.

He
’d smelt her before he’d seen her. She had a sweetness to her scent that still shone through the perfume she wore. She had driven him crazy from the moment he’d first seen her, smelt her and instantly he’d wanted her. He’d waited so long for this moment, it felt like forever and finally when he’d slowly started to accept that he might spend eternity alone, he’d seen her, the woman that was meant to be his.

She was a vision, wearing red. O
f course she would be wearing red. A dress the same colour as blood. The colour of life, the colour of life’s force. She was tall, her body curvy, her legs long and shapely and that hair, that amazing mane of hair that flowed down her back to the sweet curve of that tight little ass of hers.

“
Allegra.” He whispered her name as he stood upstairs watching her from the darkness. Even over the smells of all the people in the club, the smell of alcohol, sweat and a confusing mix of perfumes and aftershaves, he could still smell her sweetness.

He growled with frustration
at how close he’d been to her. He couldn’t believe his luck when he’d seen her being pawed at and kissed by the one from the dance floor and his blood had nearly boiled in his veins as he’d fought the natural urge to tear the throat right out of the person manhandling his woman.

He
’d turned the full force of his fury upon the man who had been kissing her against her will and he’d known when the fear showed in the other man’s eyes that his would have been glowing as they did when he was consumed with an overwhelming sense of rage.

Finally he
’d had a chance to touch her, hold her, absorb her warmth, her scent and he’d longed to pull her hard against him, to press his aching body to hers, to push his throbbing cock against the curve of her ass. He had decided not to though, there would be time for that later but he so badly wanted to taste her sweetness. He’d had to fight the strong feelings she evoked in him.

What had made it even better was t
he fact that she seemed taken with him. She had become aroused, he could smell it coming off her in waves and it showed in the dilation of her pupils and the way her nipples had hardened and pressed up against that blood red dress of hers that clung to her body lovingly, almost reverently.

Then that other woman had tur
ned up and blown the moment for him. He’d had no choice but to let her go and slip quietly away before she could point him out to her friend with the loud mouth.

He wasn
’t ready to deal with others yet until he had his bella donna, his Allegra. Once she was his, once she’d given him some of her life force, then their connection would become strong, with every feed it would become stronger and stronger until there was no turning back for either of them, she would be his for eternity. They would be one.

Wit
h a small smile on his face Dominick focused his attention back on the woman below. She was easy to track in that dress of hers and with that mane of hair that was longer than he’d ever seen before. He longed for the night when he could wrap that hair around his hands and hold it like reins while he fucked her, while he fucked her hard and he fucked her fast. He wanted his cock to feel her warmth, the warmth of her wet cunt as he took her and then to fuck her up the ass as well. Just thinking about being inside her made him hard and he cursed again that her friend had interrupted them.