"BETROTHED" ✔️

Chapter Twenty-four (Clubing -2)

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We joined the other people in the middle of the dance floor. Once there, Shane turned to me.

"Do you know how to dance?" he asked

"I try my best." I mused.

"Do you know club dancing?"

I shook my head no. He chuckled.

"Let me teach you then."

Shane slowly made me turn till I had my back to him. My heartbeat got speedy. He held my waist from behind and pulled me closer to him.

I bit my lip nervously. No other man had held me this close to his body. We were tight against each other and I was feeling that part of him that I wasn't supposed to feel. I swallowed.

"Won't you hold me too?" he whispered against my ear. Goosebumps covered my skin immediately.

"H- how? You're behind me." I managed to reply normally given that I was slightly out of breath. I felt him chuckle softly against my neck.

'Well, damn.'

Shane held both my arms and raised them before making me send them behind and wrap around his neck. Then his hands returned to my waist.

Slowly, Shane began to guide me swiftly, following the rhythm of the loud music. I was afraid to move at first but then, he encouraged me to loosen up a little. I did.

"Yeah, that's more like it." he whispered.

I began to move freely and it made me feel good. Like nothing could stop me now and that I could actually do what I wanted. I was in control of my own actions now.
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I started dancing with confidence, though it was awkward at first because of the way I felt Shane's bulge rub against my butt through his jeans. But I ignored that as with hands on my waist, he guided me. Soon I was whining away confidently against him.
I put my conscience and worries away. For the first time ever.

How did Shane control me so easily? In my normal senses I would've found it inappropriate to be grinding my ass away against Shane. But now I felt free though. I saw it as a first and last. And so maybe I just had to let go. Plus, the environment wasn't really helping.

My arms around his neck, I danced happily. As for my waist downwards, Shane was in control. I didn't care for once and I allowed him to guide me. I was discovering a different side of me thanks to Shane. The good girl was now in the bad boy's trap.
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I was so gone that I allowed my head to fall back against his shoulder. I could feel his lips against my neck.

"You dance well." he whispered against it. It caused a sweet reaction in me.

"Thanks." I found myself giggling.

Morals drowned. I was slowly grinding against him without a single care for once.

Hands still on my waist, he made me turn to face him. He pulled me close and I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck. He made his forehead touch mine as we danced. I smiled and he smiled back.

"I love this other side of you. I'm surprised you're this free."

"I'm surprised myself. It's your fault." I mused.

He smiled and held me closer and tighter. Now I was feeling the hard bulge in his pants rubbing against my abdomen.

"Guilty." he smirked.

The tip of his nose touched mine. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest at that moment.
My forehead against his, our noses touching and what was left?

'Locking lips?'

I thought but then I immediately snapped out of it. I stared at him.

His gaze dropped to my lips.

'Oh gosh.'

I had to retreat! I quickly got out of his grip realizing the mistake I was about to commit.

"Um, I think we've danced enough. I'm tired." I said nervously. He smiled knowingly.

"Anything you want, baby."