In this excerpt from A Victory Celebration, one of the spin-off short stories from Morgan’s Choice, Morgan is performing a dance for Admiral Ravindra.
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Standing on her toes she arched her back, ran her hands up and through her hair, and let it fall through her fingers in a heavy cascade. She swayed, her body becoming an instrument for the music, fluid and graceful. The tempo built up, a sensual, erotic melody overlay the heart beat beneath. She flowed with the phrasing, sensual and seductive, weaving a pattern around herself with hands and hips, belly and thighs and breasts. The dance promised and whispered, beckoned and teased. Her hands slid down her thighs or up the back of her neck, where she pushed her hair up, to let it flow down around her shoulders. Her fingers wove their own tapestry.
The garment was open at the front, held in place only by a silver belt at the waist. He could see the curve of her breasts, her nipples taut against the translucent material, a tantalizing flash of bare thigh as she moved, silk on tawny skin. The soft mound between her thighs beckoned.
He swallowed and stirred in his seat, his breath shortening. His cock was so hard it hurt, shoving against his trousers. Much more of this and he’d come in his pants. Oh, gods, Morgan, enough. He stood, ripped his shirt off and reached out for her. He’d have her here, here on the couch.
She danced on, aware of his presence but ignoring him.
No. His chest heaved as he sucked air into his lungs. No, this wasn’t about a casual fuck, however passionate. It wasn’t what he wanted from her. She was no houri dancing for any man’s whim; she danced for him, giving herself to him to do with as he willed. This dance was an apology and a surrender, woven into an erotic fantasy. He would make her quiver, make her ache with lust just as she had done to him.
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What’s good for the gander has to be good for the goose … or so Morgan thinks. The fleet has won a major battle and Admiral Ravindra’s doing his celebratory thing with his officers. Morgan gets a rare invite for a girls’ night out.
Dinner, a little dancing, a little jealous pining… And a whole lot of trouble when Ravindra discovers his lady is out ‘n about… without protection. What started as an innocent night on the town turns into something very, very different.
