A Dancer's Sin (editing){Completed}

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I turned to look at him. I had never met a man bold enough to approach me or challenge me the way he did. I stared into his hazel eyes, and they stared back.

"What do you want from me?" I asked sharply.

"All I want is a dance. Is that too much to ask?" He pushed a stray hair from my face softly caressing my cheek as he did so.

"One dance and you'll leave me alone?"

He shrugged and opened his mouth to answer, but before he could an older woman maybe in her late thirties screamed his name.

"You're Shannon Leto! Oh my god! I'm such a fan of yours! Can I have I have your autograph?" It seemed like the moment his name was mentioned hoards of people began to crowd around him.

I took the opportunity to finish my drink and slip away. I was almost to the door when strong hands grabbed my arm.

"I didn't get that dance," Shannon said pulling me back toward him causing me to trip over my heels and fall into his arms.

"There are obviously plenty of women who would love to dance with you, so let me go." I pushed away from him but he pulled me back.

"Stop being stubborn."

"Stop being persistent."

His gaze bore down on me as he held me closely, but I didn't let it phase me. His hands traveled down my arm and then landed on my waste. He jerked my body into his and gave me a wicked smile.

"I'm sorry, but you're not going anywhere until I get that dance," he said into my ear.

My heart began to pound again as I took in his sweet scent. It was a combination of soft cologne and alcohol, but it was oddly pleasant. I looked into his daring eyes and caved in.

An older song with a reggae feel started playing over the speakers. I moved my hips rhythmically, and he matched my movement. I moved closer to him and our bodies grinded together sending me into a state of ecstasy. I turned with my back to him and rubbed my ass against his crotch. I could feel him hardening and it began to turn me on.

He let his hands glide over my breast and down to the waistline of my pants where his hands played with the button. I turned back around to face him, and his face was lightly coated with sweat. Our eyes locked for a brief second as he pulled my face close to his.

His sweet scented breath grazed my cheek and made me crave him. As his hands skimmed down my spine giving me shivers that I couldn't control. Before I could stop myself I firmly pressed my lips to his.