“What the hell,” he muttered, turning slowly and surveying the strangers bumping and grinding on every side.
It was a nightclub, he realized. He’d been in enough of them to recognize that. Justin loved nightclubs. He loved dancing and he loved watching women dance. It was also a great place to pick up chicks. But there was only one chick he was interested in anymore and he began searching the sea of faces for her, sure this was her dream and he’d find her somewhere here.
It didn’t take him long to spot her. Holly was in the middle of the dance floor, twirling and grinding like a pro. Damn, the girl could move. He suspected she would never dance so freely in reality, but here in her dreams, she was fluid, every move screaming of sexuality and animal grace.
Smiling, Justin wove his way through the undulating bodies until he stood behind her, and then he slid his arms around her from behind, urging her back against his front.
“Justin,” she said with surprise, peering over her shoulder at him.
“Hi,” he murmured, shifting his hands to her rotating hips and following her moves with his own as he ground against her bottom.
Despite the loud music, she appeared to hear him.
“Hi yourself,” she laughed before turning swiftly in his arms and grinding up against him front to front. “I didn’t know you like to dance,” she said on a chuckle, slipping her hands up around his neck. The move pressed her chest against his and he reveled in the feel of her firm breasts rubbing against him as they moved.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” he murmured, clasping her ass with both hands as they ground to the sultry beat.
She had been wearing jeans and a blouse when he’d first spotted her on the dance floor, but now suddenly had on the short black leather skirt, black leather vest and thigh--high black leather boots Gia had worn that day. Since he hadn’t made that happen, she must have, and Justin thought that was probably a good sign. Holly wanted to look sexy for him. She also wasn’t the least bit reticent in this dream, he noticed as she raised one booted leg and wrapped it around him so that she could press her core against the growing hardness between his legs.
Justin bit back a groan and lifted her by the clasp he had on her ass, rubbing her against himself more fully, then dropped his head to growl, “Let’s get out of here.”
Chuckling deep in her throat, she was suddenly out of his arms and moving away through the crowd of -people. Justin was just starting to frown when she glanced back, raised her hand, and then crooked her finger, inviting him to follow.
Curious to see how this played out, Justin did just that rather than imagine another setting as he had in their earlier dream. While he had joined her in the kitchen in what had obviously been her dream then too, he was the one who had first moved it to the table and then to his own bedroom back in Canada. This time he followed her deeper into her dream, moving through the crowd and following her off the dance floor to a hallway that led to the bathrooms. Holly paused there and turned to lean back against the wall and smile at him wickedly as she waited for him to reach her.
When he stopped in front of her, she reached out to run her hands up his chest over his black T--shirt, then caught her fingers in it and drew him roughly forward so that she could lean up and press her lips to his. Justin smiled against her mouth and then braced his hands on the wall on either side of her head and kissed her back, allowing his tongue to slide out and explore her mouth in a fashion that he’d intended to be leisurely, but that quickly turned hot and wild.
“What are we doing?” he growled against her lips when she reached between their bodies to rub his burgeoning erection.
“I want you,” she growled right back and the next thing he knew his pants were undone and she had him in hand, right there in the bloody hallway where anyone might see. Though a quick glance around proved that no one was there with them at the moment.
Turning back to peer down at her, he bit the inside of his cheek to try to damp down his excitement as she caressed him, and growled with amazement, “You like to take risks.”