His hand shifted at my back, his other hand squeezing mine.
"Bella."
I looked into his eyes and could feel his body rigid and dominant against me.
"In this dance, do not worry about your body; it is mine. Feel the music, the rhythm, not the melody." We began to move slowly, and I tried to follow his instruction wanting to desperately not suck at this.
For once in your life, Bella Swan, do not fuck this up.
The dancers around us were not paying any attention to me, and I relaxed a little. I closed my eyes, and felt his chest against mine, his hips pressed intimately to me; we seemed to fit together.
The music was darker, deeper, and his voice was a low, seductive growl in my ear, "Feel it, Bella. Feel me, moving with you, against you, over you, on you. Feel it in your blood, Bella. I want to be in your blood."
"In this dance, do not worry about your body; it is mine. Feel the music, the rhythm, not the melody." We began to move slowly, and I tried to follow his instruction wanting to desperately not suck at this.
For once in your life, Bella Swan, do not fuck this up.
The dancers around us were not paying any attention to me, and I relaxed a little. I closed my eyes, and felt his chest against mine, his hips pressed intimately to me; we seemed to fit together.
The music was darker, deeper, and his voice was a low, seductive growl in my ear, "Feel it, Bella. Feel me, moving with you, against you, over you, on you. Feel it in your blood, Bella. I want to be in your blood."
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