by Melody Grace
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Erotica, Love & Romance, Romance
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"A man dances the same way he f*#ks. His stamina, his rhythm, the slow grind of his hips. Some people are born to it, others learn through years of careful study.
And dancers? We f*#k best of all."
The moment I saw her, I knew. Her innocence is intoxicating. My lust is fierce. Primal.
To watch her dance is to know the torment of true temptation.
She will be mine.
Dancing with the perfect partner is like the most exquisite climax of your life.
Can you feel it? The way our bodies rock together. My hands pinning you down, my mouth sliding over your hot, damp skin. Each hard thrust driving deep to that place you never dreamed possible. Every breathless cry hurtling you closer to the edge.
Beyond words. Beyond thought. Beyond reason.
I’d all but given up on perfection like that. Until I met her. Annalise.
Her body is pure motion; her spirit, a caged bird just waiting to be set free.
I will claim her. I will possess her.
I will teach her the most erotic dance of all.
He taught me a dance beyond passion. He showed me the pleasure my body was made to create.
Now I have to choose.
Raphael or my future?
My passion or my one true love?
There’s no hiding from the truth any longer.
Everything changes tonight.
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Dirty Dancing Series Review
I really liked Melody’s Dirty Dancing series!
I’m not quite sure if it’s because of the smooth, sexy Raphael or the magical, romantic feel of Rome that Melody effortlessly bought to life for me; or the combination of both. All I know is that Annalise and Raphael’s story left me completely, 100% satisfied.
This was not just a steamy love story, it also a tale of two people finding themselves and learning to follow their own dreams and listening to their hearts; it’s seeing how just the right person can reignite your passion for something when you’ve forgotten why you loved it in the first place or that maybe, just maybe, your true passion lies elsewhere.