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He takes the final shot and sets the glass back on the bar.
CHAPTER6
Griffin
I’ve managed to keep Emma’s shot total to three by taking the additional shots she was gifted once the group beside us heard it was her birthday.
We’re propped up against the bar watching the people on the dance floor.
I’ve been sipping on a beer while Emma tells me about her bridal gown business and life in New York.
“How did you get into dancing?” she asks.
“Rita, the revue’s choreographer, scouted me at a hardware store.”
“You worked there?”
“No, I was buying supplies for a contractor I worked with at the time.”
“How’d she know you were a good dancer?”
“She didn’t. She said I had the look. That she could teach me to dance.” I laugh, recalling how terrible I was at first. How I was certain I wouldn’t even make a call back, let alone the final cut. “I wasn’t good. I could barely remember the steps.”
“So, what you’re saying is there is hope for me, I just need the right teacher?” Emma asks, taking my hand.
When I hesitate, she bites her lip and groans. “I know it’s probably the last thing you want to do.”
“That’s not it. I—” How do I explain that I’m here to keep an eye on her, and there shouldn’t be any more to it? That just watching her every move already has me in some kind of trance, that touching her would be dangerous for us both.
Emma licks her lips. “Please?”
I drain my beer, then set the bottle down on the bar. With her hand in mine, I let her pull me out onto the dance floor where we’re quickly swallowed up by the crowd.
“Okay. Show me some moves. I need all the help I can get.”
The upbeat house music transitions to a slower song. I can feel the bass pulsing in my chest. It’s a seductive beat, similar to the music we play at the revue.
With bodies pressing in all around us, there’s no way to keep my distance from Emma. Her hands grip my forearms to steady herself against the flow of the other dancers. When Emma looks up at me from under her lashes, I let myself give in to her.
Selfish, greedy, longing. I haven’t allowed myself to feel any of it in way too long. It’s intoxicating. Emma is intoxicating.
“Turn around.” My words, pressed against her ear, come out hoarse.
She easily lets me guide her until her back is to my chest.
My hands move to her hips, the smooth silk of her dress makes it impossible to miss the soft curves of her body underneath. With my hands there guiding her, I start to move our hips in a slow rhythm to the music.
“It’s about relaxing into the rhythm. Letting your body move naturally.”
I relax my grip on her hips, and Emma continues moving in the slow, seductive rhythm I started.
“Just like that,” I whisper in her ear. “Good girl.”
Emma’s ass presses into me, and she slowly grinds back against my dick. The feel of her against me there is both desire and agony. I’m quickly turning rigid beneath my zipper.
Dancing with Emma, my movements become lazy. When I’m onstage, even slow grinding hips are practiced and sharp, but here, with Emma in my arms, want has taken over. My pelvis grinds into her, wishing there was nothing between us, begging to press into her softness. It’s like I’m floating. I pull her closer to me. We’re so close, our bodies are nearly fused. If we were in private, there would be far more happening than dancing. The way I’m touching her, the way she’s grinding into me, we shouldn’t be in public. But we’re packed in tight, surrounded by other dancers, and the bodies around us don’t care. They’re all similarly absorbed by the sensual beat of the music. Emma turns around to face me and our bodies still, while the crowd continues to pulse around us.
I can’t help myself from moving one hand from Emma’s hip up her ribcage. My fingers wrap around her side to her back, while my thumb hovers over her nipple. She arches into my touch, allowing the silk of her dress and her hardened nipple beneath it to graze against the pad of my thumb. And I swear even over the bass heavy music, I can hear her breathy moan. The sound sends a jolt of arousal to my cock. I’ve been hard since the first time she grinded her perfect ass against me. I’m beyond that now. I can feel the pre-cum leaking from my tip.
