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Carlacia said with a note of finality and before I could protest, she was already dragging me to the living room which had been turned into a dance floor. I stood against the swarms of bodies gyrating to the loud music blaring from the speakers. Carlacia and Trevor already found a rhythm and they vibed to 'Nights' by 'Snow tha Product ft W.Darling.' Carlacia smiled at me as she placed a hand on my hips and began making me follow her rhythm. I smiled at her and shook my head at her, but I followed her and soon I was dancing without a care in the world.

Loli attaches the leash and lets it hang loosely as they assume their positions for the dance with Ambrose and I center stage. Each of the girls has the same vinyl bodysuit and thigh high boots but in different colors that coordinate with their wigs, makeup and riding crop(Candy and Loli )or silicone whip (Dahlia and Lily). My whip is a black leather one with rhinestones on the handle. Ambrose raises an eyebrow and smirks, knowing this could get very hot and very sexy. Candy knows her stuff! She tied Ambrose with his arms in a position where he can’t touch me and he is totally at my mercy. She I need to talk about that ropework and where she learned that particular configuration because it i

The rest of the pack cheered happily. "Okay, let's f*cking go!" Asher screamed, cranking up the volume of the music. The energy around the bonfire soared as the dance challenge began. Orion and Thalia started with an impressive routine, their movements synchronized and graceful. Thalia’s hair whipped around as she spun, and Orion’s strong frame supported her effortlessly.

Dynamite by BTS. "Gurl isn't this your jam," Rene yells. "It sure is!" I yell back and Rene takes my hand. "You better dance to Tye!" Rene yells at Tyrone. "He better! I better not catch you being idle!" Tye is still smiling. Yes! That's what I love, him smiling. I'm on the dancefloor dancing with my mom, cousin, and friends. It's like all my problems have disappeared completely. TYRONE

She said to herself in front of the mirror. Back in the living room with Ryder waiting impatiently, he had dimmed the lights and sat in a couch chair like she had demanded. Holly picked out the music from her phone after warning Ryder that she was an amateur at lap dancing. She also mentioned the no touching rule. He didn't seem to mind. One of the highest preferences for lap dancing songs online was 'I wanna sex you up' by Colour me Badd and Holly practised for a short while with it. She didn't feel even the slightest bit of fear as the song started and Ryder was looking at her.

“I missed you, too.” Tyler Jane Moonstorm began to move inside me and I couldn’t help it but enjoy and fill the room with my moans and sounds of pleasure. The morning crisp air is the only witness to our dance atop this honeymoon bed.Our movements are rhythmic and in melody, carefully executing this glorious primeval dance in such a way we both desired and enjoyed. A dance only danced by couples, guided by the music we produced on our own as Tyler dug deeper in my core, my fingers gently wounding his olive skin.

He looked like a kid who had gotten his favorite toy for free. I looked at Tessa and she didn't look incredibly comfortable but yet she was dancing with him. The music began, and 'Marvin Gaye' by Charlie Puth blasted in the room. Everyone was grooving to the sound and making out. But my eyes were on the girl who had a fake looking smile plastered on her face. I wanted to rip her body from his and take her in my arms. No matter the outcome! Fuck the consequences! I am taking back what is mine! !

Beth Tate watched me with a sardonic smile, sensing my reluctance. He pulled me into his arms, and I slowly began to move with him. Tate could dance — and wow, he was holding me tightly as I moved my body against him, following his lead. I closed my eyes, my hips and waist moving sensually against him. He was hot. I was hotter. The pounding music carried us into a place of bliss. His warm hands drove me crazy. We stayed on the dance floor for several songs until the world started spinning in front of my eyes. I felt so dizzy.

I inform Zoe, and she glares at me in response. “Non-alcoholic drinks,” I clarify, and she smiles. “You look nice,” She compliments me. The music suddenly changes to an upbeat one that I know, it’s Zoe’s favorite song. She begins to dance and I reveal my teeth by smiling. “And you look like you’re going to catch a cold,” I say back to her loudly. “Come on, dance with me,” She suggests, and I give in. We both dance to the song and soon Tessa joins us.

"I’m getting on the dance floor." "Okay! Call me if you need anything. Be careful, Marissa!" The world was starting to tilt, a pleasant drowsiness settling into my bones. But then, the beat changed. The slow, heavy thrum of One of the Girls by The Weeknd, Lily-Rose Depp and Jennie started to pulse through the speakers. It was sensual, dark, and exactly how I felt. I made my way to the middle of the room. I started dancing, my body moving like liquid, my eyes half-closed. I wasn't dancing for Ethan. I was dancing for the woman I had buried three years ago.