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« Come on, honey. I know you can do it. It’s just…okay, just follow my moves and you’ll be fine”
“But you’re way better than me. I’ll look stupid”
“No, you won’t. And if anyone says anything, I’ll hit them…what do you say?” He stopped trying to push her in front of him and caressed her cheek. “Trust me?”
“But I do trust you. You know that, Alex”
“Then what’s the problem honey?”
“I don’t know” She entered the room and slopped on the floor, her head in her hands.
“Please…at least, give it a try”
She looked up and he was smiling down at her, his eyes showing only comfort. Oh damn, how could she say no to him anyway? “Oh, all right. But the first time I fall, I’m out of here”
“I’m not going to let you fall. Come here” He held out his hand and she took it somewhat regretfully. Why had she accepted to do this? It’s not like she had danced since…hell…way too long!
She sighed and posed in front of the mirror, looking at the way their bodies brushed against each other. Oh, man…that was great…maybe she could stay a little bit longer.
He pressed himself into her from behind and moved in time to the music…swaying his hips, grabbing her waist…Her breath left her. “Are you sure it’s supposed to be like this?” Wasn’t that a tad too sexual for a wedding performance?
“I’m sure. Now relax and follow my moves” She tried to do as he said, tried really hard to forget about the way his body rubbed against her ass. Damn. She was supposed to concentrate. Concentrate, Shelle!
She closed her eyes and felt his moves…right, there it was. That feeling…she smiled unknowingly as she glided along with him.
He watched her face in the mirror and grew tighter as he saw her smile…she was going to kill him. Why the hell had he said he was going to help her? Teach her some dance moves. Okay maybe that had been the obvious solution then, but hell…his hands grabbed her that little more as he pulled her to the right.
She stumbled slightly and opened her eyes, just in time to look up as he caught her.
“Thanks” He looked so close, so…She watched his eyes turn darker but he said nothing except “Dance, baby”.
He moved her to the music, this time facing each other…And it was that much more intimate, looking in each other’s eyes as they glided on the floor together.
He turned his gaze away deliberately but then berated himself, as he watched a bead of sweat slide down her neck…God, he wanted to lick it off her. Make her writhe in his arms…Not like she was doing now, but from the pleasure of feeling him buried deep inside her.
He grew even harder and tried to move away from her body slightly. Shit, she didn’t need to know he wanted her. But maybe…maybe…
Why the fuck not! He grew bold and grabbed her hips, pressing against her as they moved in unison.
He heard her shocked gasp and looked down at her. “Shelle…I…” Shit, he didn’t know what to say now.
“Do you need something, Alex or is it just dancing that has that effect on you?” She grinned then and he knew he’d have her. There was just no way around it.
Her eyes widened as he spun her around, smiling devilishly at her in the mirror. “Alex, what are you doing?”
Still she didn’t move and simply stood there, watching his hands peel down her top…Watching them, then feeling them softly caress the soft mounds, hardening her nipples until she cried out and pushed her ass against him.
He bit back a groan and laughed slightly “Shelle, stop moving. I’m concentrating here”
She turned her head and looked at him directly “Concentrating on what?”
He grinned. “Relaxing you…” His mouth brushed hers and she grabbed his head with her right hand, hooking it around his neck. The kiss turned ravenous, tongues chasing each other as his hands took back their task…Lightly fingering her nipples, then sliding down her bare stomach…
He broke the kiss and whispered. “Can I…?” His hands moved to the top of her shorts and tugged. She smiled simply in answer and nodded. He grinned, kissing her hard then bent down behind her…pulling shorts and thong to the floor, he looked back up and sighed. Nice view all right. Kissing her right thigh, he felt her squirm and smiled. Getting back up, he let his sweats fall down and pulled her closer to him.
“There, perfect…”
She moved her head but he forced her to look ahead, making her watch in the mirror as his right hand crept over her hip, lightly brushing her curls. She opened her legs on her own volition, her eyes half-closed but still watching…Her breath getting faster, she moaned as she watched his fingers dive between her legs, feeling them open her folds, caressing the tight nub they found there.
He looked at her red face, her eyes dazed and he lost it. He took her right leg in his hand and pushed it backward, making him growl as his cock touched her warmth for the first time. “God, Shelle”
“Alex, kiss me. Please” He didn’t…not at first. He had something more important to do…thrust inside her. And he did, surprising her, making her eyes widen as she looked at the both of them, tightly intertwined, in the mirror. “Oh fuck”
He grinned and finally took her mouth, imitating the moves his hips were making. In, out. In, out. She wrenched her lips away and breathed deeply, her hands grabbing onto his neck, pushing her breasts high in the air. He grinned then, letting his hands get back there…purposely irritating her by caressing them lightly. She pushed her body harder against him and he groaned. “Alex, harder! I need it. Please”
Like he could say no to her…He sped up his movements, watching her face looking back at him…the way her mouth opened when he thrust in at a certain angle…the way her eyes glazed over when she understood his fingers trailed back down there…down until he pinched her nub tightly and her walls closed around him that much more.
“Alex…”
“I know, honey. I’m there too. Just let go. Watch yourself come. Do that for me. Come on, Shelle”
She felt like in a trance, listening to his words pour into her ear, his voice husky, his breath sending electric shudders on her neck.
She gasped as he pushed harder into her, long hard thrusts…oh god. She watched him play her in the mirror, his face concentrated on his task…his eyes so intent on her body. So intent and dark and…She felt herself fall and grinded closer against him, forcing her eyes to stay open as he had instructed. He watched her come…her gaze turning glassy, her mouth opening to let out a loud moan, her walls tightening around his pounding cock. He watched and he let himself go too…growling, he sped up and attacked her neck with his mouth. Biting her smooth skin, he finally spilled himself inside of her, watching her react…Watching her face turn into a smile as he found his pleasure.
He didn’t move, still embedded in her, just looked at her in the mirror. “I love it but why are you smiling like that, honey?”
She grabbed his head and leaned up. “Just thinking how I’m going to love having you as my dance teacher…” He didn’t have the time to grin in triumph as she took his mouth again…surprising him, as she tightened her inside walls around him…and he felt a current sped through him. Looked like they were going to take a long, long time getting ready for that performance.