Let's Dance!!

Chapter 5

What's up guys? Here's the new chapter. Just wanted to say this chapter gets graphic and sensual so be warned.

4 weeks to nationals.

Derek and I had been practicing on our jive for a couple of hours

"Oh... I got it," said Derek.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We can do chicken walks into a throw-away into a spin and into curly whip." He said smiling.

"Ok, we should try it." I agreed.

Derek turned on the music and he lead me into a chicken walk and as we went into the throw-away, my heels clicked and I tripped on my own foot and twisted my left ankle and screamed fell on the floor and started to tear up. Derek came over and was absolutely shocked.

"are you alright?" he asked.

I nodded and wiped the tears off my face. The pain was terrible. This wasn't the first time this had happened. My mum and Nathan came over to the studio: Nathan stood at the door and looked at Derek and I and saw me crying.

"What happened?" asked my mum compassionately bending down to hug me.

"I ... twisted... my ankle." I said wiping the tears off my face.

"Can you stand up?" asked Nathan rubbing my shoulder. I nodded with my head still on Derek's shoulder. I stood up with the help of Derek. I was putting pressure on the foot which meant it was not broken.

"I'm sorry" I said as I stopped crying.

"For what babe?" caringly asked Derek.

"This," I said

"It's going to be alright, we still have time for it to heal," he said wiping the tears off my face.

"We should get you up stairs." Said Nathan.

"I'll take her." said Derek who lifted my legs up.

"thanks." I said and kissed him.

Derek climbed up the stairs and walked into my room and gently placed me on my bed. He carefully took off my dancing shoe. The swelling was severe and it really hurt. I took a pillow and bent it into two and rested my leg on it as Derek sat on my bed.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Derek.

"I can take it." I said with an Awkward smile.

"That bad huh?" asked Derek. I nodded. Derek stood up but I took his hand.

"Please don't go." I said. He smiled and nodded. He lent down on the bed next to me.

"We can start practicing next week again." I suggested.

"We need this to get better first." Said Derek smiling at me. "I love you." I said as I kissed him.

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Derek smiled, a small trickle of laughter leaving his lips as he slowly bent toward me, his lips grazing mine ever so softly. My hand instinctively met the side of his cheek, slowly urging his lips harder against mine. It was as if every ounce of me wanted his lips on mine. I slightly pulled away to breathe, trying not to show just how vulnerable I seemed to be. My gaze moved from his eyes to his lips and once more his soft lips were against mine, one hand slowly but surely tangling into my hair. The way his hands entangled in my hair, pressing my lips against his with a more urgent pace. Derek moved forwards, wrapping his arms around my neck, his eyes zooming from my eyes to my lips and back. He pressed his lips to mine. I completely forgot the pain in my ankle as I pulled his t-shirt off him he did the same with mine, it was a little awkward as I was still on the bed. I sat up and removed Derek's belt. He smiled and took his pants off. He ever so carefully took my shorts and underwear off. I pressed my lips against his, while that happened I tried to take his underwear off. He smiled and took it off, His hands slide up and under my bra and i felt the warmth of his hands as they were on my right breast. Derek smiled at me as he positioned him self at my entrance. The bed started to move creaking in response to his actions as he started to thrust in to me, he sped up after a few thrusts and i buried my face in his shoulder. As he continued to thrust in to me I moved my hands over his back while he kept thrusting and putting a fair amount of pressure on my thighs, I started to moan more frequently. He got out of me for a while, still breathing heavily, I looked at him and he smiled as he continued to kiss me while squeezing my breasts. he wanted to go in again but I closed my legs and smile at him