Dalia's POV
The second I settled onto his lap, Orion's breath caught in his throat. His heartbeat thundered beneath my palms, but his grip on me never wavered. Strong arms circled me like steel, holding me captive against his chest.
"Stay still, Dalia," he breathed against my ear, his voice rough with restraint. "Or I won't be responsible for what happens next."
Tonight felt different though. I wasn't interested in staying still. I shifted on his thighs, rolling my hips slowly as the music pounded around us. My hair cascaded over one shoulder as I moved, and when the beat intensified, I leaned forward, arching my back in a way that made his hands tighten on my waist.
Heat spread across my skin where he touched me. He buried his face in the curve of my neck, breathing me in deeply, and a soft sound escaped my lips.
"You're driving me crazy, Dalia," he growled in my ear, pressing a gentle kiss there that made me shiver.
