Heartbeat Dance Novels & Stories

Turns that had her pressed against him, feeling the hard planes of his body. "Now we dance together," Dante said, positioning himself in front of her. "Salsa is about connection. About reading your partner's body. About knowing what they need before they know it themselves." He pulled her close....one hand on her lower back, the other holding her hand....and began to move. The dance was fluid, sensual, their bodies moving together in perfect synchronization. Every turn brought them closer. Every dip had his hands on her ass, her thighs, steadying her but also claiming her.

Plus the distraction would help him keep from burning down the place exposing his secret. The girl seems to be too awe struck to notice his panic or anything. So he dances with her starting with slightly bending with hands at akimbo and shaking their shoulders to the beat of the drums while skipping too. This dance ensures working of almost all of your muscles but it is fun to do it while facing the one you are dancing with.

Our feet synced to the beating of my heartbeat. Holy hell, that was cheesy. What is happening to me? She twirled and I lifted her up, my eyes moving to her lips. We continued our dance to the beat of the music, the warmth between us growing more and more powerful by the second. If, by the end of this dance my breath was taken away, I would know why.

I pause, an idea striking my mind. No way my day is going to end today because of Silas. If he could have a plus one on our date, I sure as hell could too. “…actually I’m looking for a dance partner. You interested?” I make my best attempt at a flirty face and he gobbles it down, blushing like some shy kid. I take his hand, dragging him to the center of the dance floor just in time for the next upbeat song to start. ‘UP’ by Cardi B starts playing and I lose myself in the rhythm.

She is definitely not going to roll the welcome mat out anytime soon. My name is called and I walk to the blue X that is taped to the floor and wait for my music to begin. I close my eyes and let the beat roll through me until I feel my body buzzing with energy. On the second 8 count my body starts to move with the music and I dance my way through the routine that I hadn’t practiced in almost a year. It was like riding a bike and the moves came back to me seamlessly.

She kept smiling happily, resting her head on his hard, warm chest. When Aurora smiled with her heart beating happily, Darius was busy plotting evil plans in his mind. During this week, he kept seducing her with his charms. He treated her gently, was kind to her, cared about her. He made her heart melt and flutter. He made her love him like crazy.

This dance. Jessica felt it very familiar. Wasn't it the one she danced with Christian when she was interviewed for the spokesperson...? The rhythm of the music quickened in an instant, and Wade and Sunny on the sub-stage also sped up their dance steps. The audience were all stunned, "They are such good dancers!” Maddox Group was much stronger than imagined...

“I don't know, babe. They look like sworn enemies. Anyway… enough about them. Show me those sexy dance moves.” I blush as I glance around, seeing people lost in each other as they vibe to the music. “I can't dance…” I bite my lip as he grabs my waist and pulls me closer. “Neither do I.” He whispers huskily and turns me around so my back is facing his front. “Just swing your hips from side to side and follow the rhythm.” The song playing in the background is David Guetta and Bebe Rexha's 'I'm Good.' It's cheerful and soon, I go with the flow as the song reaches my soul.

he said grabbing her waist and she didn't resist and just follow what he wanted to do. They stop on the dance floor, He İmmediately put his hands on her side and she placed her hands on his shoulder. She doesn't know but when they started moving Their body together with the love song. Her heart was pounding reducing her strength. Her toes were shaken and inside of her stomach was invaded by butterflies that seemingly caressing her heart softly. She couldn't help to exhale and swallowed hard, perhaps that way she will calm down.

I beam inwardly and outwardly as I lead her to the dance floor. We find our pose immediately; she puts a hand on my chest and the other around my neck. My hands stay on her waist as we begin to move side to side, back and forth, the swell and catch. Soon we find our routine dance. The one she's bold and fierce and I, her willing accomplice. She jabs my chest and moves me backwards, half grinning, half daring. Then she raises her leg quickly to my shoulder and brings it down. It drove me crazy that she could do that and it was just me, even my third leg.