The song ended a second later and she stopped moving, leaving me feeling desperately disappointed for some odd reason. My heart thumped in my ears, replacing the music with its own hyper fast, panicked beat. I could feel the sweat slick on my palms and the way my muscles tensed up, waiting for her to open her eyes. I realized then that I was nervous…for the first time…ever.

Deep pools of brown met mine as her eyelids swung upward, her lips setting themselves back together and her hand dropping down to her hip to rest there expectantly, fingers still tapping to some phantom tune that only she could hear. It must’ve been the music in her body, a rhythm I wanted to match with my own. To pound it out until she screamed out the lyrics, a never ending chorus of my name. We both just stared at each other, time seeming to slow into a sluggish, smoky crawl, that is, until the next song started its journey through the loudspeakers and our veins.

–May I have this dance? She whispered in a voice that had a slight Spanish lilt to it and sent chills up and down my spine, still audible over the songs slow intro. She held out a slim hand, palm up, and all thoughts of making it through the night alone instantly disappeared as I took her fingertips in mine, giving her a little twirl and sending her bare back into my stomach. I held onto her hips as she started moving in time with the song, pressing lightly into me. I leaned forward a bit, breathing in the sweet smell of perfume mixed with her warm, flushed skin. Her black hair curled a bit at the ends and swayed about as easily as the rest of her, sliding into and out of my face every few seconds.

As the song sped up so did she, and I with her, our bodies coming even closer together. She grinded against me and I started to get hot, my hands clenching into fists at her sides, gripping the fabric tightly between my fingers. Her shoulders moved up and down against my chest, her perfect ass swiveling around between my legs, and I let go of her dress to move my hands down her thighs. She laughed softly, almost so low that I didn’t hear it, and abruptly flipped around. She looked into my eyes as she put her arms around my neck, her chest now flush against mine.