Burning Touch

Chapter 11

Izzy was very aware of Andre's hand on the small of her back as they made their way past the security and stepped right into Havana Nightclub. She couldn't help but wonder how she was going to dance with him again if the simple touch of his hand was making her giddy.

They made their way to the VIP section of the wild and loud club. Izzy knew about the club, it was one of the most popular clubs in Leicester, so she wasn't surprised at the crowd on and off the large dancefloor.

"Drinks?" Izzy shivered at the sudden nearness of Andre who had leaned closer to speak into her ear so she could hear above the loud music. His fingers drummed on the small of her back when she didn't say anything, his arm on her back and half of her body pressed against his side as they stepped into a dimly lit room.

Izzy stepped inside as Andre shut the door behind them blocking the music. She sat down on one of the sofas as Andre joined her.

"Drinks?" He asked again as he sat with his front to her side.

"I don't drink."

"You don't drink?" He asked.

"I don't."

"Noted. Well then, let's not waste any more time." He said as he rose from the sofa with his hand extended to her, palms up.

She looked at his hand then at his face.

Can she do this without inviting trouble?
She asked herself.

But the funny thing was she knew he was trouble the first night she had danced with him. She had danced with trouble and now trouble wanted another round.

Izzy's hand was in his before she could chicken out of what she had already said yes to.

Andre's eyes were fixed on her as she got up and walked out of the room with him following behind. He couldn't help but smile at the way she took control of everything but then he loved it when he held her in his arms and watched as that control slipped away from her. He couldn't wait to have her in his arms again. Her body gyrating against his.

Izzy walked through to the center of the dance floor and stopped, her heart beating rapidly in her chest matching the beat of the pulsating throb of the music in her ear, her heart, her skin.

Her hand was still in Andre and she stood with her back to him, eyes shut, scared now that it was time. She felt the distance between Andre and her close as he closed in on her. His hand slipping away from hers and going to her left hip just at the same time his front met her back. Her back stiffened at the tingle his body sent through hers. Message delivered. Andre must have felt it too because his grip on her hip tightened. His other hand went to her other side and his fingertips made a slow trail from her knuckles to her arm and then further to her shoulder blades making her head fall to the side at the sweet torment. She felt his breath below her ear and her hand instinctively went to grab his hand which was still on her hip.

"Relax." Andre drawled into her ear as his fingertips drew hypnotic swirls on the spot between her neck and her shoulder.

She exhaled the breath she didn't know she was holding and her hand loosened its grip on his hand and slid to cover his which had slipped up to her waist.

"That's it." He said as he stepped even closer to her pulling her the rest of the barely-there space between them. They were pressed against each other so snug; Izzy could feel his heartbeat against her back.

"I can feel your heartbeat." She said

"It's beating wildly for you to dance to its rhythm."

Izzy smiled at his corny attempt to get her to dance but that did it. Her other hand grabbed his from behind and brought it and placed it on her stomach as her body started to move in a slow and deliberate manner. Her hand went upward along her body to his, curling behind his neck as she pulled his head lower to the side of her neck. The kiss he placed was unexpected but thrilling nonetheless. She sucked in a deep breath as her moves became more pronounced. Her hand left his on her waist and went to his thigh, she gyrated against him and heard the hiss of his breath which sent her into a frenzy.

She loved the way her moves made him yearn. So, she decided to take to up a notch or two. Izzy writhed down on him, her hands still on his body, she came back up in a slow and deadly move, grinding her ass in his crotch.

"Belle!" Andre groaned into her ear.

Izzy smiled.

"You're supposed to be my sexy dancer, but if you keep going on the way you are, you're going to be my dirty dancer."

Izzy chuckled and rubbed her ass into his crotch again. Before she could make another dirty move again, Andre spun her around and pulled her body against his in a slam. Izzy gasped when she saw the way his eyes had darkened with desire.

"You want me to get a boner in the middle of the dance floor?" He asked, "Because I wouldn't resist taking you back upstairs to rip your clothes and have my sweet time buried between your legs."

Izzy swallowed and her lips darted out and licked her dry lips. Andre's eyes fell to her lips and he watched the movement of her tongue. His eyes came back to hers.
"If you need something to lick, I've got the perfect thing for you."

Andre's hands slid from the small of her back to the top of her ass, hers went from the confinement of his and her chest to his neck, her fingers burying themselves into his hair.

They started to move in a slow, seductive way to the music. His hands moving all over her and hers roaming his chest. They danced with the heat between them until Izzy couldn't take it anymore, she needed to feel him around her.

With heart beat matching his, she turned around and inhaled as he gripped her hips and pulled her back to his front, his mouth sinking into her shoulder as she gasped at the sweet pain his teeth on her skin brought her. Her ass grinding into his crotch but this time he didn't complain and on it went.

Izzy had never done anything like this before. She found it disgusting when she saw two people dance this way but how was she to help it. Andre made her feel things she'd never felt before, now he was making her do something she found vulgar and she was loving every second of it.

Her heart was beating wildly in her chest as his hand went to her stomach and slipped downward, resting just inches from her crotch and he pressed her to him. Her hand fisted his hair as a soft sound escaped her lips.

Andre groaned in her ear.
"Baby, if you make that sound again, I just might take you right here for everyone to watch."

Izzy smiled.

The proof that their dirty dancing was affecting him was pressing into her ass but to hear the words from him made it all the more erotic and made her want to do even more to push him to the edge.

And so, she did.