Shiver Dance Novels & Stories

The sway of their body, the movement of their hips and legs that rise high, as if they were kicking an enemy, everything makes Rhea's heart pound even faster. The people shout jumbled words, but somehow, they match the rhythm, as the five warriors alternate between high kicks and spins. Suddenly, five more warriors land from their heels on the stage, mimicking the movements of the others with extreme precision. Rhea can barely blink, afraid she will miss some movements of the warriors, who turn the fights into an engaging dance. Unlike the traditional dance she danced in her Bonding Party, they're actually re-creating fighting movements, turning the beauty of combat into art. She's so excite

In a skip, she began twerking faster than she had ever done – her watery ass dropping and slapping against each other. She got down on the floor as though she was fucking it and slapped her ass against the floor – twerking in that position. Dashiell had forgotten his food by now. And was already pulling down his trousers. “Keep it on. I want to give you a lap dance. And he obeyed.

It felt like… something else entirely. I splashed some cold water on my wrists, hoping it would clear my head. Instead, it sent a pleasant tingle up my arms, making me shiver. The shiver made my mind drift back to the dance with Andrei. The way he’d held me, the strength in his arms, the heat of his body pressed against mine… That had made me shiver, too, in the best way possible. We had never danced like that during our marriage. Not even at the wedding.

Walking toward my husband, Closer by Nine Inch Nails fills the room, and I begin. I’ve never given a lap dance before or witnessed one at a strip club. I have watched several shows containing them, so I harness my inner goddess and begin. I sway my hips slowly from side to side then forward and back, side to side and forward and back again. I bend at the waist, keeping my legs straight, and slap the floor between my feet. I look to Carson between my legs. Slowly, I slide my hands up my legs as I return to a standing position.

She looked at me with a mischievous smile, before clicking on ‘play. The next moment, Hips Don’t Lie, by Shakira, began to play and I was stunned at Elo’s dance steps. The way she moved her hips was unbelievable. Slowly and carefully, my mum’s wrapper slid off her smooth body. Elo’s body moved effortlessly to the rhythm of the music. I couldn’t get my eyes off her hips, waist and buttocks. Her dancing was so mesmerizing. The ‘spell’ of Elo’s dancing upon me suddenly lost effect, the moment the music came to an end.

I shrugged. We chatted about Shadow Killer, ate our sandwiches, and talked about our routine for tonight. We aren't usually nervous dancing in front of people, but it was weird to be asked to dance at a mating anniversary. We have no idea what a mating anniversary is, but we guessed that it was like a wedding anniversary. We hoped that we were right, I had picked a song that represents love and that is always a good thing. We only dance to urban music, which I honestly can't see any urban music listeners from what I have seen so far. We may end up with people looking at us like we're crazy, but oh well. I choreographed the dance, she wanted something meaningful, so I choose dangerously in l

Unlike the others who danced with abandon, she moved with purpose and precision, each step and sway a testament to her mastery of the art. As the music pulsed through the air, Evangeline's body responded instinctively, moving with a fluidity that was both sensual and captivating. Her hips swayed in perfect harmony with the beat, tracing sinuous patterns in the air as she glided across the dance floor. With each step, she exuded an aura of confidence and allure, her movements imbued with a sultry grace that left onlookers spellbound.

The way they stared at me made me wetter. "Keep going, beautiful," Victor said. I smiled shyly but kept dancing. I turned around, bent my knees, and twerked my ass a little, making my short skirt ride up. The shame was still there, but the pleasure and need to be wanted were stronger. I was dancing like a shameless whore for them, and a big part of me loved every second of it. Just as I was posing in only my bra and tiny white skirt, the doorbell rang.

I think she's already sweating cold. She wanted to refuse but she also didn't want to drink the vinegar with chili. Who else likes it? Duh! By the way, the 'It Really Hurtz' dance is one of the top trend. Mimiyuuh was the one who made it trend. “Freya, what's the problem?” Hilary asked while holding back his laughter. Vanessa gulped and stood. I understand, Freya. It was also a big shame for her to dance that. 'It really hurtz to love you like this

“It’s not even in sync with the music.” “Damn, you really don’t like my dance moves huh?” I stopped from dancing and I was already catching my breath. It was about time that the music was reeling to an end and then it suddenly changed to Careless Whisper. The intro of the music was overtly sensual, kind of dirty and I just thought of something naughty almost immediately. I began dancing like I’m inside a club for male strippers, waving my entire body from my chest to my stomach going down under. I made sure that the moves I made enhanced my muscles. August was just quiet and stern that made it somehow difficult for me to read his thoughts.