Synopsis

Mesmerized by the sensuous moves of the stranger who danced with her at the Lucian Club, Caitlynn Pilgrim has been trying for almost two years to get him out of her mind, with no success. Until that night, she was perfectly happy with her single life and was not looking for a man to complicate it, but this stranger with his seductive moves has her rethinking that decision. So, for over a year, she has been returning to the club, hoping to run into him and have one more dance with him. Alas, Caitlynn does not know the stranger's name or even what he looks like. She was so taken with dancing with him, she’d neglected to look into his face, and when she was suddenly called away by her friend, Esther, she’d returned to pick up where she left off only to find him gone.

Andre Cunningham burns with memories of the beautiful, passionate woman he danced with two years ago at the club. He had spotted her as soon as she walked in, waving her hand in the air. He’d danced up to her and, without uttering a word, fitted his body against hers. They moved together as one. She was as fluid as honey, weaving her magic over him, until he was intoxicated. Just as he was about to ask her name, she separated herself from him and went to talk to her friend… she did not return… he was devastated. From that day to now, he has haunted the club every chance he gets, searching for his mysterious dancer, but so far, it has been an effort in futility. This Labor Day will be two years since that unforgettable dance. He hopes this will be the night he reconnects with his mysterious dancer, even if he has to search every corner of the Club. He will not give up until he finds her. She has branded him with her magic, and ruined him for all others.

Excerpt

Chapter Two Caitlynn went to work that day still feeling the after-effect of the dancing dream orgasm she had experienced with her mystery man. She had woken in a state of arousal, and even the cold shower she had taken had not helped. If anything, it had further aggravated matters by causing her nipples to harden under her own touch, demanding attention. In the end, she had to take care of the itch in order to get dressed.

She was just settling down when her phone rang. Glancing at the phone, she saw that it was Esther. She was tempted to ignore her because had it not been for her selfish attitude Caitlynn would have been better satisfied on her birthday with her mystery dancer—she hoped. She had not spoken to Esther since she saw her off in the cab. She was tempted to ignore her now, but she didn’t.

“Hi, Esther, how did you make it home last night?”

“Fine! Did you bring your lover boy home with you and screw yourself insensible?”

“No, I didn’t and stop being vulgar. It does not become you, Esther.”

“Me, vulgar? You should have seen how you were behaving with a man you didn’t even know. I could have sworn he was screwing you on the dance floor.”

“What would make you say that?”

“For the simple reason that what you guys were doing was not dancing. It was what a man and a woman do in bed.”

“Says who? How the hell would you know what a man and a woman do in bed? You don’t even have a man.”

“Cool it, Caitlynn. You don’t have to get offensive.”

“Well, what did you expect when you stopped me from having the only fun I’ve had in a long while?”

“I left you to your