Page 43 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

"Fuck me! Hard! Aurei Moore! You are one sexy son of a bitch!

" I yell at him, and he grins that wicked grin.

We throw our feet to Usher's dance step, synced and being fucking awesome together.

Then I let him dance Usher's sexy hunching shit alone.

I pump my hands up with the others, and my tits flow up and down for him.

When he pretends to slide into position for the next part, I'm amazed to see his male cousins fall in step to do the hat trick with him.

Even Angelo's stout body is nimble when he dances.

I'm cracking up and totally pumping the air enjoying them.

They go back to jumping with their hands in the air while Ann slides next to him.

Not going to be left out, I line up on the other side too.

"Come on." He beckons, and we finish that part of the dance.

Posing then doing the hand play behind his back, patting him down, laughing our asses off the whole time.

When the chorus starts again, Aurei shows off his Usher dance moves, and I'm impressed as hell!

Everyone watching has smiles from ear to ear, and I realize how much they have missed having him out here on the dance floor with them.

When Pitbull starts to rap, Quintus naturally rocks it.

He points to himself with the Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil lyrics, and we point to him with the beat.

Knowing what's coming next, I lean way back, almost touching the floor in preparation.

Aurei's grin is priceless when he drops his hands to the floor then raises them, commanding me to 'rise off the floor' and I obey, then I dance around him doing the fight simulation, grinding a little and twerking some too, as we finish our hip hop dance to the song while everyone does their own thing, or jumps in on a few more moves.

When the song is finished, Aurei salutes the DJ.

"Thank you." Then turns to me. I have both hands in air waiting to give him two high fives!

He slaps my hands, and we laugh as he cinches our fingers, then he lowers them to my ass and pulls me against him.

I lean back, laughing into his happy face. "You fucking rascal! You surprised the hell out of me!"

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh HELL YEAH! You dance some wicked Usher, Baby! He ain't got nothing on you, boyfriend! That was fucking dope!"

He puts his arm around my shoulders. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Come on, Dancing Diva Thang." Laughing, we follow his dance troupe back to our table. They poke fun at each other as we go, mimicking their moves.

When we arrive, Aurei pulls my chair as close to his as it will go, and my eyes twinkle at him as his devour me. "Your lap is softer." I tease him but sit in the hard chair.

His eyes crinkle, and his tongue slides across his bottom lip, wetting them as he stares down on me. "Only part of it is soft."

"Hmm. Better not sit there then." I bite my bottom lip. Letting my teeth tug it as they slide off, I give him a sexy smile as he sinks into his chair.

"Best not." His thunder flashes behind his smirk. "It will be hard to hide." He leans back, spreads his legs, and puts his arm around the back of my chair.

The image of his sizable cock stretching across his briefs back in the apartment makes my hungry eyes drop to his lap. The evidence is already there. "Already impossible to hide." I grin. His hand finds my ponytail and tugs it.

"Your turn to behave."

I chuckle. "Mmhmm."

"Here's to our new Superstar! May our family enjoy this dancing talent for many years to come!" I hear Ann say.

Aurei frowns at her. I turn to see her with her glass raised in the air, looking at me.

Everyone reaches for their drinks, and we do the same.

Aurei clinks mine and drinks, but I have to stand to clink everyone's glass.

When I lean over the table, his hand slides under my skirt, and he pinches it, then pulls it down, keeping my pussy from flashing those behind us.

When I sit, his hand slides across my butt cheeks, and he dips his fingers in to check the status of my drip pan.

It's wet. When he leans forward, he hums in my ear. "I love how wet you always are."

I bat my eyes flirtatiously at him. "Always."

He puts a two-finger salute to his lips, kisses them, then lays them on my lips to kiss too.

I pucker up and smooch them as our eyes twinkle into each other's, then he leans forward on the table and rests his arms to engage in the group's conversation.

I snuggle with his arm, caressing his bicep and mashing my tit against it until he finally looks at me, smirking, and puts his arm around my shoulder.

His hand plays with my hair and teases my bra strap as I lay mine on his thigh and occasionally check his hard-on to ensure it's still there.

When my hand travels over it, I look back at him, and his eyes instantly hood, so I whisper over my shoulder to him. "I love how needy you always are."

His smirk is precious as his thunder leaps at me. "Always. Behave."

I giggle when he pulls a lock of my hair. I stick my tongue out at him, and he chuckles, but I turn around and stop my teasing.

I learn the cousins only decided today while they were waiting for the Celebration festivities to begin to dance their little improv routine.

They laugh and joke with each other about how many times they had to do it to get it right, and the bloopers too.

Everyone is laughing so hard! Then the subject of karaoke comes up, and they begin poking fun and talking about the prior years.

Laughing about the flops as much as bragging about the zingers.

Ann tells us that she and Bee have been searching through songs all year.

The men are badgering the women about who will prevail when Zita and Bob walk up.

The level of respect these two have is evident when the conversation gets quiet.

She opens her arms, and Aurei stands. She gives him a hard hug, then says to his smirking face.

"I'm so happy to see you dance again, Son.

" Then she looks at me. "I can't tell you what it means to me, Siri. Thank you!"

I can only imagine the trauma she felt when her mother died on the dance floor in front of her and the hurt she felt as she watched her son suffer for years because of it. I'm at a loss for words so I simply smile gently at her.

Bob announces to our group. "If you haven't eaten, you need to get your plates now. The grills are shutting down. Karaoke will begin at 10 pm sharp."

Zita says to me. "I sure hope you can sing as beautifully as you dance, Siri. I want to win!"

Bob puts his arm around her and steers her away, then leans back and teases her. "I don't." She elbows him in the ribs, and he winks at me, making me laugh at them. They walk to the next group, and Bob announces the last call for food and the time karaoke will begin.

"I love your parents, Aurei."

"That's a good thing. Time to eat, Golden Dancer." I stand on his command, and I slip my hand in his. It's as natural a move now as breathing or walking.

When we pass by Bee, she holds her arm out, stopping me. "You do sing, don't you?"

"Yes. I sing too." I reassure her.

"Beautifully?"

Aurei answers. "Yes. More beautifully than she dances."

I roll my eyes at this exaggeration as he pulls me away, and she yells after us. "I sure hope so!"