NO REGRETS ✔️

Chapter 5

He reached his hand out to me, and by this time the alcohol had began to take affect. It didn't take long for me to get drunk now a days, since I had not drank heavily in several years. I took his hand and he pulled me up quickly making me let out a sharp short squeal, giggling afterwards and I flopped into his chest.

"Wow, you're a light weight." He chuckled at me steadying me on my feet.

I was painfully aware of his hands on my waist as he smiled down to me, his eyes sparkling with joy. "I just don't drink often." I said as I tried not to laugh.

"Okay, let's go." He said pulling me with him.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

But he didn't answer. He continued to drag me back down the long porch, and turn back into the house, where the dancefloor was located. He made a b-line for the center, and when I realized what he was doing, I found a bit of strength holding him back.

He turned to me with his eyes furrowed and he jerked his head gesturing me to join him. He wouldn't let go of my hand, no matter how hard I tried to pull from him. Finally he moved back to me, but didn't let go of my hand. "Come on it will be fun!" he smiled.

"Oh no...I can do a lot of things...but I cant dance."

"Everyone can dance." He recoiled pulling me closer to him.

I swallowed hard but I was unable to look away from the intensity in his eyes. "Everyone can talk to, but that doesn't mean everyone should."

He laughed out loud and threw his head back a bit, allowing me to look at his smooth skin. I started to wonder what it would taste like... "You crack me up." He said looking back down to me, pulling me from my thoughts. "We don't have to talk, to dance." He said a little more huskily than I knew his voice to be. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, and goosebumps scattered across my skin when his breath tickled my skin. "I'll guide you."

He pulled back and smiled, moving backward pulling me along with him. This time, I didn't have it in me to pull back. So there I was in the middle of the dance floor, in front of the most gorgeous smile I had ever seen. He started to sway his hips slowly and move his body with the music, encouraging me by my arms to move with him. I was able to get the hang of his rythym, and started to get more comfortable. I started to laugh, and eventually I was having a great time. The tempo became a little more upbeat and he took my hand twirling me back and forth then pulling me into him as he swayed us back and forth.

I was having so much fun. I couldn't remember the last time I was having as much fun as I was now. Eventually, I was spinning, on my way back into his body, and my back pressed up against his chest laughing with him, when the music changed again. It was slower, sensual, very sexy. And both our laughing stopped, but he didn't let me go. His hands moved down my sides and he hung on to my hips pulling me in closer to him. He guided me to slowly move my body, and I put my hands on top of his, not to pull them away, but just to hang on. His body rolled against me, and to my surprise I followed along perfectly, moving my body right along with his. His hands moved back up my side as he caressed over my shoulder blade and down around my chest. He pulled me closer to him, and his face was close to his.

So close. So close that when I turned only slightly, my eyes met his and our noses touched. His face was so serious now, his joyful laughter long gone. I let him guide my body as we dance with one another, eventually he moving me to twirl and then pull me to him chest to chest. He moved his hands around my waist, and he buried his face into my neck.

I could feel his semi heaving breathing against my neck, and I wasn't sure if it was from the dancing, the alcohol, or something else. Whatever it was, it was arousing, and it was driving, me crazy.