Jack was satisfied at the end of the waltz, and he could see from Callista’s expression that she was pleased as well. The Viennese waltz, however, would be the real challenge. A constantly traveling, constantly spinning dance to music that was twice as fast as a standard waltz, Jack knew he had his work cut out for him. Taking position, he let himself get swept up by the melody and the beat and allowed his passion for the music to carry him around the floor. At one point, they had a near collision with another couple, but Jack and the other leader both maneuvered out of the way with no major consequences. He could only hope that the judges had not noticed and wouldn’t dock them any points.
Finally, it was time for the foxtrot. Jack finally relaxed, allowing the melody of one of his favorite songs to wash over him. No matter how the results of the competition turned out, he was still dancing, still competing, and still performing his favorite dance. Easing Callista in and out of graceful turns and leg extensions, allowing her to rise and fall, to sink into his arms and come back up again, he found a sense of peace that had been missing in his life. Despite all that had happened, he’d found true love, and he still had dance. He knew he didn’t need to ask for more.
* * * *
Seth always felt nervous when he waited for awards and rankings. He knew he was an excellent dancer, but he also knew that the other professionals he competed against were top-notch, as well. No matter how good his dances felt in competition, he knew his rivals were all at least as good, so he was never willing to make presumptions about placements.
His hands started shaking as Taletha ascended the podium. He clasped them behind his back, unwilling to let the audience see his fear.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is the moment you’ve all been waiting for. After seeing our top professional dancers compete for the title, the time has come to announce the placements.” The room burst into applause.
“In third place, making their debut performance as a competitive couple, Jack Lanman and Callista Jackson!”
Seth joined the room in an explosion of shocked applause. Not that Jack and Callista were bad dancers—they were both trained professionals, as adept as anyone else on the floor. But Callista had never competed before, and the two of them had danced completely unrehearsed. Not to mention that most new couples had to pay their dues before they started winning competitions. Even established dancers like Jack had to prove themselves all over again when starting out with a new partner. Yet they’d done it. They’d earned a top ranking with absolutely no rehearsal time and without reputations to feed off of. Seth suddenly realized why, no matter how hard he and Tiara worked, they rarely took first place, and why they had never beat Jack and Catherine at the same competitions. Jack Lanman was a world-class dancer, a force to be reckoned with, and once he and Callista got some rehearsals under their belts, the duo would probably be unstoppable. Seth resigned himself to the fact that he and Tiara were probably never going to beat this new couple.
Seth was disappointed when Taletha called out the second place couple and it wasn’t him and Tiara. In fact, it was a name he didn’t even recognize. It shocked him that this was an event with not just one but two newer couples taking top spots. He resigned himself to going home empty-handed when all of a sudden, he felt Tiara grab his hand and start pulling him toward the front of the ballroom.
“What’s going on?” he asked as she dragged him along. He couldn’t figure out who the cheers were for or even why people were still applauding for the second-place couple.
“Weren’t you paying attention?” she asked, with a shocked expression on her face. “Taletha announced first place, and we’re it. We won! Can you believe it? We won!”
Seth looked around and realized that everyone in the room was on their feet, giving them a standing ovation. He forced a smile—not that he wasn’t happy, but he was so shocked that it was difficult for him to register anything other than complete surprise.
“Congratulations,” Taletha said, handing them a trophy. They stood with the other winners and posed for pictures, and then Taletha took the microphone again.
“As is tradition, the first-place couple typically performs an honor dance at the end of the event. Seth and Tiara, which dance would you like to perform?”
Tiara leaned over into the microphone. “We’ll dance the foxtrot.”
Taking their places on the floor, the deejay cued up a Sinatra song, and Seth started leading Tiara around the floor. As they danced, he smiled down at her, the love of his life, the woman he would get to have by his side forever. The crowd cheered as he led her into elegant spins and presentation moves.
Passing around the winner’s circle, Seth suddenly had an idea. Catching Jack’s eye, he led Tiara off the line of dance, and as he set her off into a spin, Jack stepped forward and grabbed her, steering her back onto the dance floor and around the line. Seth smiled as he watched Tiara’s face light up as she began to dance with her other lover. The audience laughed. Cutting in was a total rarity on the social dance floor and was never seen in a professional competitive setting, especially during honor dances. Seth’s move was a complete novelty.
“It looks like you’ve found something in this town to make you happy,” Taletha whispered as Seth watched the dance.
“Yes, I suppose I have.”
“And Tiara?”
“Can’t you tell from that grin?”
Taletha giggled. “Of course, of course. I was just wondering what the implications of that might be.”
“I think it’s a little too early to say one way or the other.”
“You’re right, it probably is. I just can’t help but get excited when I see things like this happening.”
“Rumor has it you’re quite the expert.”
“You could say that, yes.”
“Perhaps we’ll have to have a chat before Tiara and I take off on Monday.”
“I hope we can. Now get out there. Your audience is waiting for you.”
Taletha gave Seth a playful shove, and he rushed out to where Tiara and Jack were waiting for him. Taking Tiara’s free hand, they all raised their arms and bowed, giving the audience big smiles. As they stepped off the stage, Seth picked up Tiara and swirled her in the air before kissing her.
“This calls for a celebration,” he said, suddenly feeling breathless in all the excitement.
“Dinner?” Jack asked.
“I’m not hungry,” Tiara said. “I’m still too wound up from the competition.”
“So what would you like to do with our evening?” Seth asked.
“I just want to relax. Somewhere with a hot tub might be nice.”
Jake grinned and grabbed her hand. “I know just the place. Shall I drive?”
* * * *
“Your house is gorgeous,” Tiara said as Jack pulled into his driveway. “I mean, wow. I really didn’t think a dancer could afford such a big place. And this looks like a pretty ritzy neighborhood, too.”
Jack shrugged. “I’ll admit I didn’t buy this for myself. I inherited it when my grandfather died.”
“Your grandfather was a generous man,” Seth said.
Tiara was even more awed after Jack opened the door and led them inside. The hallway floor was made of marble, there was a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and Tiara could see a fully equipped dance studio in one of the side rooms.
“Do you have any other aging relatives?” she asked as she turned in a slow circle, taking in the entire room.
“Not with houses like these. Fortunately, we’re only going to need one, right?”
Tiara stopped gazing in awe. “Sorry, I think I misheard you. Did you just say that we’re only going to need one house?”
Jack nodded. “I mean, the three of us should be more than comfortable here, right?”
Tiara shook her head. “You—you want us to live here with you?”
“Of course I do,” Jack said, a smile spreading across his face. “Tiara, Seth, I know that your time here has been tu
multuous, to say the least. I’ll understand if you want to go back to Denver. I’m even prepared to move out there with you, if that’s what you want. But I love you, Tiara, and I want the three of us to be together forever. I was hoping that you would both want to stay here and move into my home.”
Tiara felt her knees start to shake, and she grabbed Seth’s arm to steady herself.
“You’d really uproot your life and go back to Denver with us?”
Jack nodded, though she could see sadness in his eyes. “Of course. And that probably makes more sense, anyway, because that’s only one life being uprooted, rather than two. I’ll go wherever the two of you want, just as long as we’re together.”
Tiara glanced at Seth. “Actually, I think I’d like to stay here, if it’s okay with you. I’m not going to judge this entire city just because of Catherine. I’ve really enjoyed visiting here, and Denver isn’t really the place where I want to spend the rest of my life. Why not move?”
Seth frowned. “What about work? We have jobs in Denver. We don’t have anything out here.”
“Taletha has spent our entire visit practically begging us to work for her. I’m sure she could arrange it.”
“She definitely could,” Jack said with a smile.
Seth’s grinned as well. “If we have work, then yes, let’s stay here. This is exactly the kind of place where I’d like to make a home.”
Tiara giggled “And we don’t even need to go house hunting.”
“Well, we should probably be sure we like the rest of the house first,” Seth said.
“I assume that means you’d like to see the bedroom?” Jake gestured toward the stairs.
Tiara took off first, hopping the steps two at a time. She ran into the bedroom and was amazed by what she saw. There was a hardwood floor, a plush white area rug, and an elegant four-poster bed with chiffon curtains.
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered as Jack and Seth ran up behind her.
“And that’s not even the master bedroom.”
Tiara turned around and raised an eyebrow. “It’s not?”
“No, that’s the guest bedroom.” Jack took her by the hand and escorted her down the hall.
Tiara couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Jack’s bedroom. The floor was completely bare, with immaculately polished wood. The bed frame was carved out of the same wood as the floor, and the bed was covered in deep-red linens embroidered with gold thread. The rest of the upholstery, as well as the details in the wallpaper, were designed to complement the bed.
“It’s beautiful,” she murmured.
Jack took her hand. “You haven’t even seen the thing you came here for.”
He escorted them into the master bathroom, where a hot tub occupied most of the space.
“It just keeps getting better and better,” Tiara said.
“I don’t know,” Jack said as a mischievous grin fell across his lips. “You don’t really know how you feel about something until you try it.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” she asked. “Turn the damn thing on.”
Jack reached out and flipped a switch. The tub started bubbling right away, and just a few minutes later, steam was rising out of the water.
Tiara hurried out of her clothes and stepped into the heat. She loved the way her muscles felt as they relaxed after such a long day.
“This feels amazing. I’m going to love living here.”
“It’s not as amazing as it’s going to feel,” Jack said as he tossed his clothes aside and stepped into the tub. Seth wasn’t far behind.
Jack was right. The tub itself was incredible, but it felt even better when she had four hands roaming around her wet, naked body. One pulled her hair, another fondled her breasts, another stroked her thighs, and the last one slid up into her slick, hot folds.
“This is more than amazing.” Tiara sighed. “This is perfect”
“How do you want us?” Seth whispered in her ear. “Both at once? One at a time? Tell us exactly what you want.”
She turned back and nibbled on Seth’s earlobe. “I want you to get out and sit at the edge of the tub.”
“But I just got in, baby,” he whined, pressing a finger against her pussy. “And it’s going to be so cold out of the water.”
“I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
“How so?”
“You’re just going to have to trust that I know what I’m doing.”
Seth smiled and moved toward the edge of the tub. Tiara saw him shiver slightly as he hoisted himself to the edge, but he smiled, letting her know he was excited for what was to come.
Tiara moved toward the edge of the tub as well but stopped short of getting out. Pausing right in front of Seth’s hard cock, she eased the tip of her tongue up his rigid shaft before she turned back toward Jack.
“You want my pussy, right?” she asked, giving him a wink.
“You know it, baby.” Jack rushed over to her, and before she had time to take Seth’s cock in her mouth, Jack had slid inside her yearning pussy.
“Fuck, yes,” she gasped. She eased the tip of her tongue around Seth’s shaft again, waiting for Jack to set a tempo. As he started to thrust in and out of her slick cunt, she finally quit teasing her other lover and slid her mouth all the way down to the root of his cock. Bringing her lips up slowly, she then started to suck him harder and faster, matching the speed and strength that Jack set as he plowed in and out of her.
Seth reached down and tangled his hands in her hair, pulling slightly as she bobbed her head up and down. Jack kept one hand gripping her hips and moved the other up to her shoulders, raking his fingernails all the way down her back. Tiara jerked from the sudden stimulation and then moaned, triggering a groan from Seth as well.
Jack kept working his nails up and down her back, and as he scratched and clawed, Tiara felt orgasmic pressure building up in her cunt. As much as she enjoyed the scratches, though, she knew they wouldn’t bring her to release. They would simply keep building and building. She couldn’t decide whether to stop sucking Seth and beg Jack for release or take matters into her own hands. She had just started stroking and rubbing her clit when Jack changed tactics, gripping both of her breasts and pinching her nipples. He jerked and pulled, the rough play putting Tiara right on the edge of pleasure and pain. With one solid pinch, Tiara’s cunt exploded, sending shots of electricity ricocheting through her entire body. She started to scream, her ecstasy refusing to be contained by the presence of a cock in her mouth. She dug her nails into Seth’s thighs as her body bounced and swayed with pleasure.
“Fuck!” Seth gasped, and Tiara felt his cock seize up with pleasure. He gave one more loud groan, and as he did, his cock emptied into her. She drank him down, struggling to lick up every drop as Jack continued to pound her.
Although he’d found his release, Seth continued to play with Tiara’s body, pulling her hair even harder and faster as she moved in tandem with Jack. Slipping back into the water, Seth reached up and started playing with her clit, fondling, flicking, and rubbing, until Tiara felt another orgasm building in her pussy.
This one was more intense than before. Burying her face into Seth’s neck, she screamed, letting his fingers and Jack’s cock bring her to ecstasy.
“Yes, Tiara, yes!” Jack screamed, his own cock pulsing just as hard as Seth’s had, his body emptying into hers. His head dropped forward, and he bit down into the flesh of her neck as he came, and Tiara did the same for Seth. As they both finished and Jack slid out of her, she allowed herself to float between them, the water supporting her, their hands caressing her.
“I’m not sure which is better,” she murmured. “The fact that I get to come back to the two of you at the end of a long day, or that I get to come back to this hot tub.”
Jack laughed. “My guess is both are equally wonderful.”
“We did just prove that, didn’t we?” Seth said.
Tiara turned to look at Seth. “We don’t need to get back on the
plane on Monday, do we?”
“Well, we do need to pack up our apartments. Plus, we both need to give final notice at the studio.”
Tiara sighed. “You’re right. It’s just that now that I’ve found everything I wanted, I don’t want to leave.”
“Tell you what,” Jack said. “How about tomorrow, I give Taletha a call and see what she and I can work out in terms of finding substitutes for my teaching schedule? I probably can’t fly out with you on Monday, but I can certainly join you as you’re wrapping things up and help you move.”
“What about Callista?” Seth asked. “Don’t the two of you need to start rehearsing right away?”
“The next major competition isn’t for six weeks. I can take a long weekend to help the two of you move,” Jack said. “Don’t worry, it will be fine. Besides, from what I can tell, she’s a pretty reasonable person, unlike Catherine. But let’s change the subject, shall we? I think I’m done discussing business for the moment. I have a surprise.”
Jack hopped out of the tub, toweled off, and hurried downstairs. Tiara briefly wondered where he was going, but only for a moment, because she soon lost herself in Seth’s kisses. But it wasn’t long before they heard Jack’s footsteps rushing back up the stairs.
He walked into the bathroom carrying a bottle of champagne and three elegant flutes.
“I thought we should have a toast,” he said, handing the glasses off and then popping the cork. Settling himself back into the warm water, he poured everyone a glass of champagne.
“To the three of us,” he said, pushing his glass out in front of him.
“To new beginnings,” Seth replied, touching his glass to Jack’s.
“To love,” Tiara finished, touching her flute to theirs.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Olivia Jordan was born in Cleveland, Ohio. Her librarian mother made sure Olivia had regular access to a wide range of books, which instilled a love of good stories at a young age. With an attorney for a father, Olivia learned early on about the ways that language can be used to entertain, enlighten, and manipulate. Although Olivia initially dreamed of being a ballerina, she realized in her teen years that her talent was for the written word, and her path to the writing life began before she even had a driver’s license.
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