Novel & Cerita Dirty Dancing Fanfiction

as I move my body up and down. I lean in for a quick kiss on the lips, leaving Ruarc in a needy state.Slowly, I unwrap my legs from the chair and stand between his spread legs. I place my hands on his knees, moving towards his face, lowering my body slowly until I am moving my body from side to side with my face near his abs. I place my hands on his sides for a second, slowly working my way back up. I make sure my clit is at eye level before I do what I have in mind.Just to tease him, I slide two fingers into my panties, touching myself, biting my lip. Ruarc throws his head back, grinning."You are such a tease"."Thanks for the compliment".He reaches for me and I move away, wagging a finger

“Fuck, Daisy… finger me deeper. I love being your forbidden girl. Grind harder rub your pussy on my leg too.” We tribbed in the waterfall pool, breasts pressed together, water splashing as our hips moved. I kept fingering her, curling against that spot while sucking her neck. “Such a dirty step sister, getting fucked by my fingers in nature. Beg me not to let you come yet.” “Please, Daisy… edge me. Make me wait. I need it,” she whimpered, grinding desperately.

DYLAN I loved it when she played dirty. I loved seeing that side of her that only I knew. I loved this state where she was raw, untamed and fierce sexy. "Naughty girl," I chuckled, smacking her butt firmly. She winced, her lips cracking into a wider smile. "If I am naughty, what are you?" she purred, pressing her body firmly into mine. She bit her bottom lip tenderly, looking at me with lust filled eyes. "Your sexy husband who loves bringing the naughtiness out of you." I smacked Alena's butt one more time, pressing her body into mine at the same time.

I continued to stroke him, moving my fingers towards his tip where I spread, with my thumb, the small drops of precum which had gathered. "Fuck, Danielle. You work my cock so damn well." he grunted. He pulled away from my touch and stepped back, hurriedly removing the rest of his slacks and briefs out of the way. In a flash, he was back in front of me, his body flush against my chest and this time, the pain from the kitchen island digging into my skin was exciting; a delicious lick of pain that snaked down my thighs. "You're so naughty, Danielle. You look so fucking innocent, but underneath that facade, you're a bad girl. Who taught you all the bad things you know?"

“Oh my god, I totally forgot I was trying to be a sexy maid for you.” He chuckled, playing with my loose hair. “It’s okay.” I pouted and smoothed out the skirt. “I wanted to play out this whole fantasy, but I ruined it.” Damon tugged at the lock of hair, his eyes darkening. “Tell me about this fantasy.” I swallowed and whispered, “I… I am a naughty maid who sneaks into your room and finds your sex toys. And when you find me, you punish me.” He raised his brow. “I don’t have any sex toys here.”

Niccolo was also wearing work out clothes too. I sighed. “Good to know you’re both entirely corrupt.” Niccolo ran a hand through his hair. “You made the choice to dance with darkness, Daniela. These are the kind of things you’re going to have to deal with. Unless you’re having second chances.” “Never,” I said, “show me how to fit into the villain club.” He laughed a little. “Alright, sweetheart. That’s exactly what I’ll do.” Dom smirked at the two of us. “Okay, I’m going to let you two do your weird, foreplay dance. I have terrible things to do to terrible people. Have fun.” He winked at me. “Dani, you look excellent in those yoga pants.”

Don't think about her. The blonde noticed me before I was even near her. I stopped walking and tried to dance with a woman who suddenly wrapped her arms on my neck and started grinding, her ass touching my cock. I looked at the blonde and she smiled. She closed her eyes and danced dirty. Her hands touching her breasts and hips, grinding like a stripper. “Asshole!” the woman who was dancing with me shouted when I suddenly left her to go to the seductive blonde. “I like the way you move.” I whispered in her ear as I swayed behind her, my hands on her hips.

Although our intimacy was enjoyable, it didn't compare to the current intensity. Having experienced my fierceness, Jaclyn Dills unleashed his passion in bed. Sometimes, the consequences of my reckless behavior had side effects, especially in bed, where Jaclyn Dills showed no mercy. My dance-trained body, inherently more flexible than others, fulfilled Jaclyn Dills's perverse desires to the maximum.

Dustin, we shouldn't,' she whispered, but her body betrayed her, leaning into his touch. He spun her around, pinning her against the bedpost. His lips brushed her ear. 'Call me Damian when we're alone. And don't pretend you don't want it. I've seen how you look at me, little red. That tight ass swaying down the halls, begging for attention.' His dirty talk washed over her, making her wet. She submitted, her hands resting on his chest, feeling the heat of him. 'I do want it,' she admitted, her voice soft. 'But you're married. This is wrong.' Damian's hand slid up her thigh, pushing the skirt higher. 'Wrong feels so fucking good. Now shut up and let me have you.'

Without waiting for her response, I walked away. Taking a deep breath, I let the music wash over me and started moving my body. I twisted my waist to the beat and soon, I felt hands grabbing my waist. I turned instantly to see a blonde guy, big muscles with a bad boy look "Hi, wanna dance with me?" The idea of his hands touching me repulsed me but I nodded anyway, I wanted to get Kian out of my head"Sure." And so we began dancing, not just any kind of dancing but the dirty kind.