Pulp Fiction Dance Scenes Novels & Stories

I've never really danced before and it ended up being kind of fun. I tipped my beer back as I dance when I sensed a body behind me. I turn my head to the side and smell River's scent as he slides in behind. We barely touch as we move to the music. But, you could cut the heat and arousal with a knife. It was suffocating. Within seconds, everything dissolved away. It was just me and him. I spin around, not touching. Not giving anyone else any indication that we are doing nothing but dancing. When really we're eye fucking each other. I was just about to give in. Kiss River right here in front of everyone, when his shoulder was grabbed. He was spun around and a solid left hook was land

Rubbing against bodies, I danced and whooped. A blonde guy came up to me and moved his body against mine. Grinning, I shook my shoulders and bobbed my head to the song. The intro to Walk The Moon's Shut Up And Dance With Me began to play. I screamed along with the crowd. Seeing a pole, I climbed on the table and hung on to it. Dancing on the pole, I sang, “Shut up and dance with me.” Cheers fueled the room. The crowd jumped with me and sang along. Raising my eyes, I see Paxton's staring at me with uncontained amusement. Lost in his sharp gaze, I grinned and blew him a kiss.

Admiration bled into the depths of his and he murmured, "Let's see if you can keep up." A smile crossing my lips, I told him, "You're on." With the challenge accepted, I hopped onto the counter, the whiskey in my veins giving me courage. I began a slow, sensual dance as the music and whiskey pulsed through me. Lucien watched, his gaze never leaving my body as it moved in time with the beat. The more I danced, the more seductive my movements became. The heat from the peppers seared over my tongue, giving me a fiery reminder of the dangerous game I was playing, but I raised the temperature a notch higher anyway with my moves.

Soon enough I was tipsy as fuck. Redwolf grinned at me, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You got it, Sue!" He said but I had zero idea what he meant, I just cheered him on. "Let's go dance," Ryan abruptly tugged me towards the central part of the pack house where an impromptu dance floor had formed. The beats of the music grew louder, throbbing with a primal energy that mirrored the passion that surged through our veins. We danced wildly, our bodies moving in sync with the pulsating rhythm, succumbing to the allure of the night.

The space became more agitated with shouts and applauses, several whores began to dance on the floor and others on the tables. The girl at the counter climbed onto the table I was at and danced expeditiously, her hips moving according to the melody and the beat. She was so beautiful dancing that I joined her, pulled her to the floor and danced. Everyone there was having fun as if there was no tomorrow, Alex was already kissing one of the dark-skinned girls.

People pretending to be happy. Marcus's mother sits at the head table. Her smile is plastic. Her eyes are cold. Paige is on the dance floor. Haruto spins her. Marcus watches from the side. "Julian." I turn. Paige is beside me. Breathless. Smiling. "Dance with me." "I don't dance." "You do now." She pulls me onto the floor. The music is slow. Her hand is in mine. Her other hand is on my shoulder. "You're stiff," she says.

she said as they sat back down on the chairs. “And who’s your type of guy?” Christopher asked curiously. He raised his eyebrows, awaiting an answer. “Well, I like...” “What are you guys doing here? Come on, let’s dance!” Daisy said, pulling them both back to the dance floor. They put on soft country music. Christopher put his hand on Palmer’s waist while the other hand took hers. They swayed, not taking their eyes off each other. Palmer put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her while the music played, making them enjoy every second.

Piper gives me her red cup and I didn't hesitate to drink everything. "I'll be back. I'll go get a drink." Piper shouted as she scurry pass the huge crowd. That didn't stop me from dancing. I feel a guy's body behind me as he danced with me. I wanted to look at my new partner but I ignored it. It's my night and I need to loosen up. His hands grab around my waist as he pull me to feel his male property through his jeans. He kiss my neck and that seems to snap sense into my head.

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.

He agreed he'd join us and took a few moments to tidy the room up before we went to join the others. I got drinks for everyone, then Bill and I both danced with our slaves while Regina danced with Ricardo. He wasn't as aggressively handsy as he'd been with the naked slaves, but Regina was smiling as they danced. As expected, our two slaves drew their fair share of glances, some of wonder, some of surprise, some of disgust; and perhaps a few snotty comments under the breath of those who disapproved. I could hear Julia's jewelry slightly jingling, though it was hard to hear over the music, unless you were right next to her. I know some people could see it as she danced. There was no avoiding i