“This looks legit,” Caryn said, reading the business card for the club. “We should definitely check it out.”
That made me sit up and clap my hands. I might have even kicked my heels in the air a little. We were all in good moods now. They didn’t even complain about the chicken and rice soup, which, by the way, was as delicious as Fernando’d promised—light and flavorful—definitely the healthiest thing we’d eaten since we got there.
After we ate and got our caffeine fixes, we put on our suits and headed out for our last rays of Mexico sun. The day was amazing. My skin was as dark and beautiful as it had ever been. We made friends with some of the other people in the hotel, and played games of volleyball. Megan found her guy from the night before, promptly attaching her mouth to his for the duration of the afternoon.
The giddy excited feeling Fernando had given me stayed with me all day. I couldn’t stop thinking about the gorgeous, dark-eyed guy, and how nice he’d been. It had been a long time since I felt excited about a guy. Trevor and I stuck it out through our freshman year of college before admitting to ourselves that it didn’t feel right anymore. After that I made out with a few guys at parties, but never felt any connections. Nobody had turned me on enough to make me think about sex again. Until now.
My nerves were still jumping that night when we showed the business card and got free admission into the darkened dance club. My eyes started scanning before they were adjusted to the lack of light. I didn’t bother trying not to look eager. It didn’t seem necessary since he was the one who’d pursued me.
In the end, Fernando was the one who found us.
“Hola, Angela,” he said into my ear. I could feel the heat of him behind me, and I saw my three friends as they practically licked him up and down with their eyes.
I turned and hugged him, surprising myself, but he only chuckled and hugged me back. I pulled away, motioning to the girls.
“Fernando, this is Caryn, Sabrina, and Megan. Girls, this is Fernando.”
“It is a pleasure to meet Angela’s beautiful friends.”
When he smiled they all melted into giggles, and I wanted to shout, “I told you! Hottest guy ever!”
Fernando knocked on the bar behind him, and a handsome older man raised his eyebrows.
“Anything these four women want tonight is on me, sí?”
“Sí, Se?or.” He looked at us girls. “What are we having tonight, eh? Something fresh and fruity?”
I stepped back with Fernando while the girls moved to the bar and proceeded to laugh at everything the bartender said.
“Are you working?” I asked.
He tweaked my chin. “My work is done for today. Now I can enjoy. Do you dance?”
An unfamiliar song was blaring through the club, but it had a good beat.
“Sure.” I took his hand and tapped Sabrina’s shoulder. When she looked, I pointed to the dance floor to let her know where I’d be and she winked.
Fernando led me into the swarm of people under flashing lights, and within moments our bodies were pressed together, my hands on his shoulders and his hands on my hips. He had the moves. I could feel his toned body under his clothes, and I loved the spicy scent of his cologne—especially the fact that he’d used it sparingly. I was feeling him, everything about him, and when I looked up into his dark eyes I let it be known.
His arms slipped behind my back as my arms went around his neck and he tugged me until our mouths met. His lips and tongue worked mine in a perfect balance of harmony. I’d never been kissed like that. Never had a kiss affect my whole body, making me weak and hyper at the same time.
His hands slid down over my bottom and squeezed hard, making me gasp against his mouth. He laughed and moved his hands back to my waist before looking in my eyes.
“So fucking beautiful.”
I needed to catch my breath. I was feeling reckless…thinking thoughts that were not me. Wishing he’d push me up against the wall and feel me up in public. The thought both shamed and thrilled me. He was a total stranger. But this was my last night in Cancun—on the trip that only happened because I’d been rebellious—and I wanted to be wild and carefree, just this once.
I felt like all these thoughts were plastered across my face as Fernando looked down on me, studying me, moving strands of hair from my face with his nimble fingers.
A new song started and he turned me around, pulling me against his chest, and grabbing my hips to grind his sexy self into the back of my skirt. I arched my back, lifting my butt for better leverage, and he nipped my ear.
“Bad little girl.”
Sounds of my friends’ laughter and voices trailed to us as they entered the dance floor, drinks held above their heads.
“Oh, my gawd,” Sabrina hissed in my ear. “He is hot as shit.”