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    Settling Into ‘Me’ – (Chapter: 11–Dancing)

    I pulled her onto the dance floor with a smile as the DJ started playing some Justin Timberlake. I spun her around with a flourish and she started laughing.

    She has such an adorable laugh.

    I pulled her back into me and linked our other hands. We rocked in rhythm and smiled at each other. The dance floor was crowded and everyone was bumping into everyone else. Ashley took a turn spinning me, but she only let me get around halfway before putting her right hand on my hip and pulling my back into her front. Finally, after a week of repeated daydreams of our encounter at Grey last week, her hand had followed in where it was then. I could feel her breasts pushing into my back and she held me impossibly close, swaying to the music, grinding on my back. She rested her chin on my shouder, and I placed on hand on top of hers on my hip and wrapped the other one around the back of her neck, turning around and saying into her ear, "You’re a good dancer."

    "I’ve got a good partner," she whispered back. I let her hand run over the top of my skirt, caressing the strip of skin that was exposed from my shirt riding up. My entire body was engulfed in a chill and I gasped when I felt her slide her thumb underneath the bottom edge of my shirt and pull me even closer into her. I became even more aware of the fact that the front of her hips we pressed up against me. I could feel her breathing onto my ear and neck and she buried her lips into the skin of my shoulder.

    Is she kissing me?

    I noticed after a few more moments that we were both sweating. Our bodies were writhing together and beginning to slip over one another. I felt her hand move higher up on my abs and under my shirt. My heart began to swell and I felt her begin to shake slightly through a chill.

    "Ashley…" She didn’t look up at me. "Ashley…" I whispered again. I turned around in her grasp and lifted her face to mine with one finger. I left my hand on her cheek and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She looked at me with an expression I couldn’t place. "Ashley, what is it?"

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    Comments

    1. Favorite line from Spencer: “Well, with moves like that, it won’t be long til I’ll be the one holding back,” I paused and smiled slightly to myself, seeing the awestruck look on her face, “cause, baby, you’re smoking hot.” – NO KIDDING! You write sexual tension so well! Lovin’ the story! PMS

    2. Favorite line from Spencer: “Well, with moves like that, it won’t be long til I’ll be the one holding back,” I paused and smiled slightly to myself, seeing the awestruck look on her face, “cause, baby, you’re smoking hot.” – NO KIDDING! You write sexual tension so well! Lovin’ the story! PMS

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