Dance With Me

Chapter 5

I roll my eyes in response, he obviously was lying because he had already kissed me wherever we wanted, at least that's what I think since I rememeber not one single thing from that night.

''Are we gonna dance or what?'' I evade his previous statement. No need to get more into that.

A cheeky smirk forms onto his lips as he shakes his head in silence. ''Alright, we're gonna start with the Waltz because we have our first class next week. Just follow my lead.''

I look down between us too watch what steps he was taking, I had done the Waltz before but that was a long, long time ago that's why I was a little bit uncertain and insecure.

But just as I begin to follow him, Val moves his hand from my waist and lifts my chin, making me loose sight of his steps. ''I don't want you to just take steps, if you don't know how to waltz, then connect with me, feel my moves and relate to what I am doing. Trust me just follow my lead.'' 

I purse my lips in confusion but nod anyway, I have a feeling that he would not take no for an answer. Dancing seems to be very important for him.

So instead of looking down, even though I really wanted to, I focus on his eyes and wait for him to move.

He in return holds my gaze and puts pressure on my waist and begins moving forward and in my case backwards, making my uncertainty even worse, it's one thing not to know what steps to take another thing to not know where you're walking towards.

But as he steps towards me I instinctly take a step back and since he keeps going I keep walking backwards. After a couple of stumbles and missteps, I begin to understand the Waltz a little bit more and loosen my grip on the steps and truly follow Val's lead.  It takes me a while to trust him completely but once I do, I close my eyes and connect to the dance they way he wanted me to.

I open my eyes as he comes to a stand still.

He nods in satisfaction. ''Great, now we're going to work on your posture.''

I take on a defensive stance and shake myself off from his hold and cross my arms. ''What's wrong about my posture?'' I was actually pretty sure that my posture was great. Even though I hadn't danced in years, posture is something that you just can't forget. 

Either you have it or you don't.

Trying not to laugh he steps closer and tugs on my arms trying to get back into hold but I stubbornly keep my arms crossed defensively. 

He sighs in defeat. "You're natural posture is great." That made me loosen up a little bit which only gives him a chance to open up my arms. He smirks slight in victory. "What I'm talking about is this." Confused I wait for him to go on but instead of elaborating he suddenly bends over me causing me to immediately pull back but he keeps a strong on my waist and hand. So instead of pulling back completely I can only lean my head and shoulders back, straining my muscles and completely exposing my neck. "What are you doing?"

I come to a point where I can't go any further or I would have broken my neck which gave Val the chance to get closer than I would have liked. Only inches apart I was about to head butt him when he thinks better of it and stops moving. I actually wanted him to get closer only so I could hurt him physically, that would probably give me a lot of satisfaction. Only because he is older does he think he can mess with me.

He wants emotion. I'm gonna show him emotion.

Instead of fulfilling my need of pushing him away I pull him closer by lifting my hand from his biceps and wrapping it around his neck. 

I look at his lips with hooded eyes and lick my lips in response, it was really tempting to just kiss him right here and there but a had a mission to accomplish.

So containing the temptation I lean closer to his ear and graze my face against his stubble, making a shiver run through my own body. In response Val lets go of my hand and wraps both of his arms around my waist and pulls me up against his body. Distracting me for a moment I feel the slight pressure on my abdomen getting more prominent making a surprising desire and need rush through my nerves. I moan in anticipation totally forgetting about my plan to which he responses in tightening his arms even more. Taking my moan as an invitation he leans into my neck and puts a gentle kiss there. 

But I wanted more.

Grabbing his hair from the back of his head I lead his head back up as I crash my lips onto his in a hungry kiss. There was no hesitation, no restriction, the only thought was that I needed to kiss him. 

I tug on his hair making him make a low masculine sound in the back of his throat driving me crazy.  I open my mouth in invitation to his awaiting tongue as he gently massaged my own giving me a whole new experience to kissing. This was the first time for me experiencing such  lust and desire only from a hot and fiery kiss, it was incredible. As he lowers his hand to my butt he presses me even closer into his erection which makes my knees go weak in desire.

He trails down my neck in heavy breaths and begins sucking below my ear. I open my eyes in a daze, trying to figure out how exactly it led to this make out session, I realize that he had somehow walked us towards the wall without me noticing.

As Val continues a steady rhythm of kisses, tongue and sucking on my neck I slowly begin to come out of my desire driven state and start to remember my original plan. 

Angry at myself for letting him sidetrack me, I take matters back into my own hands and grab his face just as I turns us around so that he was now pushed up against the wall. I lean my body onto his and look into his eyes seductively. Torturously I slowly lean into his ear and bite his ear lobe making him growl. "You really shouldn't mess with me. Because I bite back." Before he was able to take in what was happening I had already pulled away leaving him hot and bothered against the wall. Just as I exit the studio I turn back around to blow him a devious kiss seeing that he was breathing heavily, but his eyes were the one thing that caught my attention.

His eyes held a certain anger towards me pulling away and leaving him just like that, but there was something else in them. He was excited by the challenge I had posed and he was ready to take it head on. It almost seemed to me as if he was more affected by me rejecting him than the kiss itself.

The bad thing? I was just as affected as he was.