Jevil Dancing Novels & Stories

“Thanks” After the events of the day have been done, the DJ started playing perfect by Ed Sheehan. “May I have this dance, Milady” He offered her his hand. She smiled and stands up going with him to the dance hall. He held her waist while she put her hands on his shoulder as they danced to the music. Rachel looked around the hall in search of someone and found Jabal and Alicia also dancing on the dance floor. “He is so impossible. how can he ask her out? They May even be dating” She thought.

He asked, rummaging at the cupboard. “Certainly, not,” she said. “Can you make some pizza?” She looked at him, smiling. She could almost see the sincerity of the woman at the man who started to prepare the ingredients he needed for the request. Then another scenario unfolded. She was at a party. She couldn’t see anyone whom she recognized and she couldn’t hear anything else aside from the blast of music on the speaker. This is definitely not a place she would go to. She wonders what she is doing here. She went around and saw someone, at the ledge of the bar, she dances well but she already looks drunk. She was dancing with some people on the ledge, I could see other people following her move

he jokes and I laugh but internally screaming as my pussy throbs. After a few drinks I shove Elijah over to the middle of the dance floor and begin dancing. What can this man not do? He sure as hell can dance keeping up with all my moves. Soon I begin whining up against him, shaking my ass and rolling my hips as I grind my ass against his front area as I dance. His hands is on my hips and lips on my neck as we dance and dance until I can't take it anymore, turning around I grab his face and smash my lips into his.

Janelle’s lips quirked into a playful smile, and she grabbed my hand, yanking me into the rhythm with them. We danced, wild and free, caught up in the infectious energy of the room. Richelle’s movements were bold, unrestrained, as she threw her body into the beat, like she was the center of the universe, and everyone else was just orbiting around her. I followed suit, my hips swaying, my body letting the music guide me, while Janelle added her own flair, a flirtatious smile on her lips as she spun effortlessly, tossing her hair back.

they move towards him making him move around. The song changes and 'pillow talk was on.' Daniella giggle to the song lyrics "I swear I'm high tonight" seductively she dances around the pole, sliding up then bending her legs to twirl around it. Jem's eyes almost bulge out while Cora watch with amusement.

The man had a strong and sturdy physique and stood tall, holding her firmly, she looked up at him but couldn’t see his face due to the dark ambience, soon they broke into a dance, he held her, pushed and pulled her, twirled her around as she laughed away to glory, dropping and lifting her in mind blowing lifts, Mahira was enjoying every bit of it, she was unabashed, uninhibited and shameless, the guy lifted her up and she laughed heartily throwing her head back, then he placed her down and pulled her in his arms, in a warm hug, he held her head to his chest and kept it there for sometime, she was heaving and panting due to excitement that all the dancing caused her as Bailando played in the

she shouted, leaping up like a possessed jukebox. She stumbled to her phone, queued up an upbeat jazz playlist, and began dancing like a gremlin on espresso — arms flailing, hip swaying, eyes closed. Sebastian watched. Spellbound. “You should join me,” she said, twirling dramatically, nearly knocking over her own plant. “I don’t dance.” “Everyone dances. You just need the right level of humiliation.” “I’m good here.” She stopped in front of him. Leaning in. Smiling like a secret.

And I wondered how I recognized him from meters away, in a practically dark environment, lit only by the colorful glow of artificial lights. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his… or from the woman beside him. Son of a bitch! A married man doing that… cheating on his wife on a Friday night, acting like a single guy. Suddenly, glass boxes descended from the ceiling with scantily clad women inside. Artificial smoke rose from the floor, and they began a synchronized dance performance… which I only cared about for one reason: the box blocked my view of the booth. Soon, Jorel returned. And I, who should’ve cursed him and refused the drink he brought, found myself downing the entire contents of th

He was sure in the dim light she couldn’t see him from such a distance and yet he felt her eyes burning him. Her voice carried through a mic, “DJ Sabah, give me a beat.” On cue, a remix of Janet Jackson’s Nasty began playing and Rin watched with laser focus as she snapped the whip over the heads of the cheering crowd before doing a no-handed cartwheel to land near the front of the stage. In seconds two women spun down from the ceiling in silk scarves so fast his heart lurched in his throat as he wondered if they were going to plunge to their death but they landed with ease on their high heeled shoes to join her.

Jett POV The sounds of Peaches sweet, low and cute moans drove me insane. I didn’t realize I had so much sexual tension in my body that I’d need to have it more than once, betraying my “never use the same girl twice” rule. After I gathered myself i exited the room and went towards the dance floor. The first thing my eyes were drawn to was a beautiful woman in a glittery red skimpy outfit, she was having the time of her life dancing and taking money from the many hands trying to stuff cash in her face. Her beautiful smile said she was having fun with the attention she was getting. I reluctantly tore my gaze from her and walked to my brother’s office, have to tell him about Violet today.