go on, teach me

go on, teach me

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tyon was a dancer, a professional. arlene wanted to learn to dance to prove her friends wrong. ••• tyon placed his hands on her hips as her back was pressed against his front. low music was playing in the background, arlene's heart was beating so quick she wouldn't have noticed unless she listened hard for it. he slowly started to move her hips agaisnt him to the rhythm of the music. they where quiet, there was so much sexual tension but neither wanted to speak up and ruin this moment just yet. arlene could feel him get hard from behind her, her breath hitched as she lightly pushed agaisnt him. he knew what he was doing. after a moment he spoke up "i thought you were here to learn, move your hips love, just like the first night we met." he whispered in her ear as he leaned forwards. ••• tyon (tie-on) 24, professional dancer and a dance teacher. arlene (are-lean) 21, waitress. •••• Disclaimer: First book, may never get done. LOWERCASE INTENDED there will be smut. Mature content. may have bad grammar. there will also be a lot of over use pronouns seeing as its in 3d person, i dont want to over use names so its over used pronouns, if that makes sense. feedback is appreciated.
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