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As the rhythm changed again, she turned back around, and faced him. Ethan was embarrassed about his reaction, there was no way Leah could not have felt how hard he was. Leah showed no sign of being bothered by it though, as she continued to smile with him. She leaned over to say something and Ethan leaned closer, bringing his ear to her lips.
“Are you afraid to dance closer to me? Don’t worry. Michael doesn’t bite, I don’t either.” She laughed. Wow, this woman is driving me crazy.
Ethan’s heart raced. He could not think of anything clever to say. Not brave? He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his body. Her breasts pushed against his chest. I can feel those nipples pushing into me! His pants were pushing against her. As her body touched his, Ethan’s muscles seemed to react to the intimacy, automatically probing his erection into her.
She let out a gasp. Her face was now right on his neck. Ethan felt the warm rapid breath from her lips against his skin. Her mouth was slightly open, and her body arched against him. A light flush had spread across her face. He moved his hands lower, and even lower, until they rested on her butt. He held her firmly and pushed her deeper into himself. His hands were almost on the edge of the tiny dress. As she moved, his hands rubbed over her butt, helped by the slippery material.
“Brave enough for you?” he whispered in her ear.
She made a noise that Ethan could not make out. Was she moaning in his ear, right in the middle of the dance floor? Ethan gazed around him, something he hadn’t done in quite some time. The guys were still around them watching. He looked carefully at Michael. Was he still ok with all this? Ethan decided he seemed fine.
She leaned towards his ear again. “Can I tell you a little secret?” she said in a husky voice. “You made me, very…,” she pursed her lips as she said the word, “wet. And I’m not wearing any panties.” She looked up at his face again and smiled, pleased with the shocked reaction on Ethan’s face. She is naked under that dress?
How was it possible for a woman to be so incredibly sexy? As his hands rested on her butt, with her face nuzzling his neck, and her breasts pushing into him, his last hold on restraint vanished. Looking carefully around to see where the others were, he turned her so that they were facing away from the dance floor. Her body continued to contort against his, rubbing herself against him. In one quick motion, his hands moved from on top of the material of her dress, to under it, his fingers wrapping around the soft, naked flesh of her bottom.