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THE EXOTIC DANCER CHAPTER 047 ✔

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THE EXOTIC DANCER CHAPTER 047

"Control"





Lips. His lips felt so soft. Tingles spiraled through my body every time his lips met my skin. Down my neck and across my collarbone. The softness lingered, the feeling of his hands upon my waist, then down along my hips.

I looked down and saw life move in flashes. Nothing came together the way i knew it should. He would be there, and then he would blur. I would feel steady and then the world would begin to spin once again.

His touch continued to bring me back, but it began to be hard to focus.

I felt his tongue against my neck, my body releasing a lust filled moan as the feeling rolled through my body. My hands clenched around his shirt, holding him close.

It felt wrong to love the feeling as much as i did. I barely knew James yet here i was, about to have sex with him for the second time. It made me feel low, like that was a move for what would be seen as a slut. I didn't want to be seen as that, but in such moments you begin to care less and less about how the world would categorize you.

I just wanted to be touched, i loved it when he touched me. My body screamed out, needing more. My lips lowering to meet his again, they moved in sync and it felt as if nothing could break us apart.

Until it did.

The ringing of my phone broke through the sounds of our moment. And as much as i wanted to just leave it like James told me to, his voice low and husky. I couldn't just leave it. I wasnt with Lucy, she was with Max. I had to make sure everything was okay.

I pulled myself away, James still holding tight to my waist as i leaned over to grab the bright screen that had begun to illuminate the dark space. I almost missed the button the first time, but managed to answer properly after taking a second to really take everything in.

With the phone to my ear i spoke up. "Hello?" I asked, realizing i hadn't even checked to see who it was who called me.

"Shailene?... I know this is really strange and i'm completely overstepping my bounds but i just wanted to make sure you were alright.." The voice was a shock to me, my eyebrows furrowing as i took in the sound. It made the ace of my heart pick up. Just hearing his voice.

It was strange.

It was probably just the alcohol though.

"T-Taehyung? How did you- Why are you calling me?" Is all i could say. I didn't know how to proceed with the situation. Here i was, straddling James in the back of his car and Taehyung calls me up on the phone to.. Make sure i was okay?

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