A Touch of Heaven (4 page)

"And now, for your viewing
enjoyment, The Pleasure Dome is proud to present the man who
instills more wet dreams with a single glance than any other man
alive… the one, the only…
Simon
!"

His name echoed throughout
the room when
Billy Idol's, Rebel
Yell
started to play. The loud thumping
beats Paige felt in her chest from the music and the crowd was
quickly replaced when she caught her first glimpse of
him.

Her breath caught and every thing around her
dimmed as she stared at the man who came through the curtain.

Tight, black jeans encased his lower body
and a black t-shirt hugged every muscle of his chest. His
bleached-blonde hair stood in tiny spikes on his head. His skin a
creamy alabaster with hard toned muscles that stretched the
material of his shirt. He swayed slowly to the beat of the music,
strutting his way across the stage and looking out through the
crowd at everyone screaming his name.

He looked like the ultimate bad-boy. The one
your mother warned you about.

Paige's heart beat double-time when he
suddenly turned toward her. Shockingly blue eyes locked on hers and
it felt like a lighting bolt struck her. The tingles started low in
her stomach before firing off every nerve ending in her body.

He tilted his head to the side, his eyes
roaming over her body before he licked his lips and smiled. She
felt her knees go weak before her lips curved into a smile.

He was simply beautiful.

He turned when the beat of the music got
faster and there wasn't a single person not completely mesmerized
by him. He moved across the stage and worked the crowd, the screams
of his name becoming louder by the second.

The smile on Paige's face matched her
friends. She glanced away from him to see them screaming along with
everyone else in the club. She turned back to the stage and watched
Simon stop in the middle of the floor. He ran his fingers slowly
down his chest before grabbing the bottom of his t-shirt and
raising it to show the slightest bit of skin hidden under the
fabric.

The women in the club screamed out their
approval. His joy at their reaction showed on his face. He leered
at everyone, his tongue sliding between his lips and being caught
with his teeth. The small action earning him more screams and hands
shot up, fists clutched with money.

Paige understood now what the announcer
meant when he said, "more wet dreams with a single glance," because
the minute Simon turned and looked at her again, her heart nearly
stopped. Just one simple glance and her mind conjured images of
naked flesh and how he would feel wrapped around her body.

The music picked up its tempo and the
gorgeous blonde on stage grabbed the front of his shirt and ripped
it down the center. Paige nearly went deaf when the noise level
rose and he pulled the shredded material from his body.

Hard, toned muscles flexed and rippled with
every move he made and she watched him greedily.

He turned suddenly and faced her. Paige felt
her face flame when he looked directly at her. His tongue slid
across his bottom lip, his gaze drinking her in and for a split
second, she wondered what she'd done to garner this gorgeous man's
attention.

She turned her head then,
looking to see if he was in fact looking at someone else, but the
minute she locked eyes with him again, he smiled at her. The action
almost did her in. He
was
looking at her.

He walked across the stage, his movements
slow and almost predatory and Paige's gaze never left his face
until he stopped right in front of her. He bent to one knee,
reaching out and running his fingertips over her collarbone before
lightly tracing her arm down to her fingers.

When he grabbed her hand, Paige's smile
widened before he reached for the other. She stood there, holding
his hands and staring up into his smiling face before she felt
someone grab her around the waist. Before she could turn to see who
it was, Simon and the anonymous person behind her lifted her to the
stage in one quick movement.

Her excited shriek sent her friends into a
screaming fit. They laughed and cheered her on. She gasped when her
feet landed on the floor and Simon pulled her against his body. He
wrapped his arms around her waist and immediately guided her hips
into a dance.

Paige's eyes fluttered. He rocked their
bodies to the beat of the music and she found it hard to control
her breathing. She stared up at him, the look on his face her
undoing. This gorgeous man was in her arms and she knew she'd never
have another chance to explore all this man had to offer.

She tentatively laid her hands on his arms,
feeling the corded muscles under her fingertips before letting them
travel up the length of them to his shoulders. She blushed before
looking up at him through her lashes. The look he gave her made
things low in her belly tighten and sent her pulse racing before
she smiled and ran her palms over his smooth skin.

The look on his face turned seductive and
Paige watched the bright blue of his eyes darken the longer she
stared at him. He was even more beautiful up close. His lips were
full, the bottom much thicker than the top. Long lashes swept his
cheeks when he blinked and his cheekbones were impossibly high.

She felt his hand skim her exposed back
before he leaned forward, burying his face in her neck. She tilted
her head to the side and held her breath. A small, barely there
kiss was felt, followed by two more before he licked a trail to her
ear.

A shivered raced up her spine at the move
and his arms tightened around her. His warm breath tickled the
small hairs at the back of her neck and she swallowed hard before
closing her eyes.

She could only imagine what this man could
do. The way she felt with nothing more than a few kisses to her
exposed skin made her want to beg for more. She heard nothing but
the beat of the music and she swayed with him to the rhythm. The
sensations running throughout her body blocking out everything but
him.

She felt him smile against her neck and
opened her eyes when he stood up straight. Once again her attention
was drawn to the blue of his eyes. He stared at her like she was
the only woman on the planet. Her pulse quickened at the
thought.

With heavily lidded eyes, she licked her
lips, feeling his hands slide down her back to cup the rounded
globes of her ass before massaging her flesh and stare directly at
her.

Paige leaned in closer to him, running her
hands up and down his arms, feeling the muscles under his skin
before she slid them over his bare chest. He felt like silk under
her fingertips and her eyes followed her hand's path. Her breathing
increased with every second that passed.

She smiled at the feel of the hard corded
muscles of his stomach twitching under her fingertips and felt
empowered by his reaction. Each muscle traced with the tip of her
finger before dipping to the waistband of his pants.

She could see her friends out of the corner
of her eye and the sight of their thrilled faces encouraged her.
Her hands came to rest on the waistband of his pants. She looked up
to see a wickedly sexy smirk cross his face.

The crowd chanted "off" and Paige tore her
eyes away from him to look at the women surrounding the stage. She
smiled before she looking up at him.

When he whispered, "They're Velcro," and
nodded his head at her, she grabbed the material in both hands and
stepped back, yanking the pants from him. She felt exhilarated when
he sucked in a breath of air between his teeth and the crowd went
wild.

Simon stood in nothing but a black scrap of
material and Paige closed the distance between them. The women
surrounding the stage all screamed when Paige wrap herself around
him again.

She loved the way his hands felt on her body
as they danced. Her skin tingled where his fingers ran softly up
her back before tracing down the length of her spine. The smirk he
gave her earlier once again made her knees weak before he grabbed
her ass and lifted her up his body. Paige gasped and wrapped her
arms around his neck.

He smiled at her before grabbing her legs
and wrapping them around his waist. Paige's eyes clouded over when
he ran his hands over her bare thighs and up under her skirt. Small
circles ran over the smooth flesh of her naked ass before he hooked
a finger on the back of her g-string panties and pulled
slightly.

Paige's breath hitched in her throat. The
material rubbed against her clit and she felt him grind himself
against her. Nothing separated their bodies but two tiny pieces of
thin material and Paige could feel the weight of him between her
legs.

He stared at her and rounded his hips,
grinding their bodies together. She could feel the heat scorching
her and she ran her hand up into his short spiky hair. Simon
lowered his head, once again kissing her neck and Paige responded
with the same, placing a small kiss on the side of his neck before
licking a path up the length of it.

She smiled at the slight hint of salt,
remembering what Amy had said earlier about salty goodness and
memorized the way he felt in her arms.

He thrust his hips into her and she’d never
been so aroused. This total stranger continued to grind his cock
against her and she found herself pulling him closer to her with
her legs. Her pussy clenched and the ache in her lower belly had
her riding him with reckless abandon.

The heat between them grew, making her dizzy
with excitement. She panted for breath, his lips and tongue licking
and sucking at her flesh.

She felt him smile against her skin before
kissing a fiery trail across her jaw. Paige turned her head to him,
her eyes glazed over with lust and smiled before lowering her head.
She almost melted when he extended his tongue and ran it over her
bottom lip. She trembled at the small action and opened her mouth,
begging for just a taste.

Their eyes locked and their hips repeatedly
grinded into each other, Pantomiming sex as the crowd cheered them
on. His mouth lingered over hers, his breath hot and welcoming and
Paige almost screamed when the song ended.

Their moment was over.

He stilled his movements and she stared at
him before reluctantly lowering her legs to the floor. Their gazes
were locked and the smile he gave her caused goose bumps to prickle
her skin.

With a heady look, Simon lowered his head
and leaned in, kissing a trail up her neck before sucking her
earlobe into his mouth and giving it a small bite.

"Thanks for the dance, gorgeous," he
whispered, his warm breath in her ear causing a chill to run up her
spine. "I'm sorry it’s over."

Paige smiled wide when he let her go and
grabbed her hand, stepping away from her and turning to the crowd.
He gave a little bow before holding their joined hands and motioned
for her to do the same.

He waved to the crowd and turned to her,
lowering their hands before laying a soft kiss on her palm and
walking her back to the edge of the stage. With one last glance, he
let her go.

One of the waiters helped her to the floor.
She saw him throw a grin toward Simon and turned her head, watching
him walk the half circle of the stage. He leaned down, taking his
time while peppering soft kisses on the cheeks of the other ladies
all waiting for their turn.

"PAIGE!"

Paige turned to her friends. She walked back
to the table where everyone stood and glanced back up at Simon. He
looked at her briefly before he gave her a wink and turned, exiting
the stage. She felt her cheeks redden at the small gesture before
she grinned and took her seat.

"You little slut!" Kim yelled, all six of
them bursting into hysterical laughter.

"Oh my God Paige, do you have any idea how
sexy that looked? You practically fucked him in front of the entire
room!"

Paige sat speechless, listening to her
friends scream out their praises over the dance through the noise
in the club. Her skin still tingled where his hands massaged her
flesh and she could feel a cool breeze sweep across her neck where
the air hit her still-moist skin.

* * *

Simon grabbed his robe the minute he walked
behind the curtain and slipped it on, walking straight back to his
dressing room. He tried to tune out the comments of the other
dancers about his show. He still struggled to grasp the concept
that the woman of his dreams had just been in his arms.

Walking into his dressing room, Simon shut
the door behind him, walked to his dressing table and grabbed his
cigarettes. With a shaky hand he pulled one from the pack and
placed it between his lips before he sat down and lit it. Inhaling
deeply, he let his head fall back, letting the nicotine fill his
lungs, and closed his eyes.

He could still see her face. The way her
eyes clouded over in lust for him, her eager mouth hovering above
his asking for more. He licked his lips and could still taste her
slightly salty skin… her warm flesh forever imprinted in his mind.
He could smell her perfume lingering on his skin and knew he’d take
his last breath wanting her.

His cock twitched and he laughed. He looked
down, shaking his head. "It's over now. No need to get
excited."

Lifting his head, Simon stared at his
reflection in the mirror, studying it before a slow smile played
across his lips.

He’d finally touched heaven.

He stared at himself in the mirror, going
over the last ten minutes in his mind before he grinned big and
yelled, "yes" and laughed. He inhaled deeply, taking in her
lingering scent and sighed at the thought of her.

"An angel," he said to no one. "That's what
you are, Paige. An angel."