034, Not Enough
I watched her from across the room for what seemed like hours. She knew I was watching her, the fact seem to spur her on even more. Her hips seemed to move even more enticingly as my tongue slithered and out licked my parched lips. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. Teasing wasn’t something I was very fond of. Her hands roamed over her body, and before I knew what I was doing, I was up on my feet and walking towards her on the dance floor. I didn’t have a hard time finding her again; as I could spot her out from anyone on the floor. Bringing her hand up she curled a finger, motioning for me to come towards her as she softly bit her bottom lip.
I was already two steps of ahead of her, standing in front of her within seconds. She took my hands and placed them on her hips and wrapped her own around my neck. Watching her dance had been nice, but this was even better. My hands on the hips that swayed so smoothly left my finger tips itching. Itching to move elsewhere, even out here in public, on the dance floor. I could hardly care where we were at though.
She turned around, facing her back to my front and deliberately pushed herself back against me, never ceasing the movement of her hips. I held back a grown as my grip increased on her hips. I quickly spun her around to she faced me again, looking into her green eyes. This just wasn’t enough. I wanted more, I needed more. Grabbing her hand I brought it up to my lips, placing a soft kiss on it, “Come with me.”
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