I walk sexy over to the pole making sure my hips are swaying side to side. I flip my hair to the side as I place my hand on the pole doing a pose on a beat. As the beat drop, I bend down in a sexy position swinging my ass side to side. I stood back up jumping on the pole doing a move as I let the music take over my body. I hear the door open as my feet touches the floor. I twist my head to the person I’ll be doing a lap dance on. I gasp loud. No, I can’t be here! I can’t give a lap dance to him. Why him out of all the niggas it could have been? “This my lucky night.” Eli walks over to the stereo pausing the music. He smiles over to me as he’s eyes begin to drink my appearance hard. I felt so uncomfortable and I couldn’t afford to be here. “Sorry, …show more content…
He lays both his hand on my waist and my skin begins to itch. I can feel him getting close, real close, close enough where he can probably smell my perfume. My heart is hurting me from all the pounding it’s doing. I felt bad, wrong that I’m standing here with Noel best friend that’s expecting a dance from me, and I can’t do anything about it because I told Sky I’ll do the lap dance. I’ve done this before, I’ve given a lap dance with no hesitation, but this is way different because of the person in this very room with me. “You are fucking sexy Ashanti…” He deeply whispers in my ear letting his lips lay a soft kiss behind my ear. I remove his hands from my waist and move away from him giving us distance. He doesn’t like my action and tries to come close. Each step he takes I move back, and we continue like this until I hit the table with the stereo on it. “I see I’m making you nervous and shit. Go ahead play the music and dance for me like how you were dancing before I came. Don’t worry I’ll go sit at the couch and watch.” He backs off and walk over to the couch. He takes his things out his pocket and place it on a small table that’s on the side of the …show more content…
His long dreads were neatly tied up. He was wearing a tight black shirt that shows his muscles and some grey sweat pants with sneakers that looked expensive. He wasn’t looking to be fly, just comfortable, but then again Eli was already handsome so he didn’t have to try hard. I’m guessing he was done with work and wanted to relax. What am I going to do? I watch as he stares over at me waiting for me to dance. I take a deep breath. Here goes nothing. I play the music from the beginning, chanting to myself that he’s a nobody just a customer. I do the moves I was doing before he came. I added some new moves after, swinging on the pole practicing my grip and upper strength. I never looked over to Eli as I kept on
I stopped mid-step and millions of thoughts rushed through my head. What was she going to say to me? Was she going to yell at me for not being able to do the turn? Was she going to take me out of the dance? I had never been so nervous at dance before and I felt a sense of uneasiness come over my whole body as I walked towards her.
The next thing I know he picked me up and spun me to the music. This tape is great i thought to myself. Foxx and I danced in their kitchen for what felt like hours until Lorna walked in smiling from ear to ear. “So?” she says to Foxx. His face fills with blush as he looks at me with a look I’ve never seen before. He spins me around and dips me back then pulled me into a kiss.
She moved to face me, her nose only inches from my own. I could feel her jagged breath brushing against the flesh of my face. I wanted nothing more than to stay forever. Don't get overly attatched. It was too late for that. Her hands push gently against my cheeks, all warm and soft. Butterflies erupt in the pits of my stomach in
In my caramel satin lingerie, I’m horny as hell! I can feel my nipples protruding. My heart is pounding, my palms are sweating and all I can say is OOOhh baby! He’s looking at me with those deep green eyes, and says “I’d love to play Jolissa” as he kisses me on my neck. “I told you, love” as he rubs my breast “my body will always caress your body” as his fingers are thrusting inside of me he says “baby, ain’t this enough!”
The tea kettle began to boil in the background and your ears were quick to drown it out as Hibari grabbed your thighs and hiked them up around his hips. You pulled away from his lips and took a breath of fresh air, your nails raking down his back as he pulled you impossibly close. His dark eyes bored into yours for a brief second and you were suddenly subjected to the torrid emotions swimming in them.
'What are you doing! What is wrong with you!?' my conscience repeatedly screamed at me in my mind, 'Pull away! Your insane!' The vicious voice faded out as I focused on what I was happening around me. Jacobs body was tensed, as my hands rest around his face. I hold the kiss, as I began to move my lips against his. Jacobs body relaxes, as I feel his hands snake around my waist and hips. He began to move his lips against mine in a slow motion, my mind was completely blank, feeling his grip tighten around me. Standing on my tippy-toes, I place my arms fully around his neck pulling him closer to me. Jacob slips his tongue into my mouth, leaning into me. As our tongues dance blissfully, I feel a slight pressure erupt from my inner thighs. A soft
“Liam, quit it!” I protested while laughing and squealing like a five year old, kicking my legs and trying to push him away. He paused to grab my legs and drag me half off the bed; I tried to fight it by grabbing at the comforter, but to no avail. He got on his knees in front of me and resumed tickling me, for now I couldn’t kick him, only jerk around and grab at his hands. “Stop it” I squealed.
[He waited for the vocals to come in before he began to move his hips in rolls and arms in pops in rhythm with the words, mouthing the words as he danced. He twisted his body to the side, rolling his entire form, arms running down his own sides before one shot forward, his hand giving a beckoning motion. The motions of his hips continued as he retracted his hand and it gripped the hem of his shirt, pulling it up slowly before he threw it back down with a smirk. He took small steps toward his partner in time to the music, bending over, his hand reaching out to trail gently from Yoongi's shoulder to his hand. He shot him a wink as he pulled it away, taking a few steps back before spreading his legs a bit further than shoulder width, shoulder
The music thrums through the barn, reverberating off the metal walls and bouncing around the rafters. I clap my hands to the beat, then spin, stomp, and jump, showing the gaggle of little girls the steps of the dance while their dads stand to the side, laughing and clumsily snapping pictures on their phones.
“I hope my baby don’t scare you off now, I want you to come back so we can actually talk.”
Chip was back in town for the occasion, nostalgia brought me to the day I applied. However, this time I dragged everyone to seats around the stage. Again, the night was for making memories, and embarrassing the birthday boy was on the agenda. We paid two dancers to restrain Zack on stage in order to publicly haze and dance on him. Eagerly I had an idea, asked the DJ, my old friend, if I could jump on stage and contribute to the act. Still laughing, about to jump off stage, the DJ announces I was the next dancer. Between confusion, and all my friends encouragement to dance, I gave in. Nerves had me shaking in my skin as I tried recreating what I’ve seen the strippers do, then got down to my underwear while my friends and customers
1.1.1 Before starting this chapter it might be useful for you to write out your definition of dance. Let’s pretend for a moment that aliens landed on earth looking for intelligent life. Obviously they ended up at your apartment and
The female dancer re-enters the stage sans the blue shirt/shorts and repeats the gestures with a bit more feeling, and the male does the same thing after the female exits. The next time the female enters the stage, she is only in the colorful bra and black briefs. The male enters the stage in a black bra and colorful underwear. The color in the costumes sends a message of the differences between males and females, but the black undergarments lean towards blurring the lines of gender. The lights get brighter as clothing is shed. The two performers fully embody the gestures now, and seem to have more of an intimate connection with one another. The music constantly seems to be an underscore of the dance, but does not add much to it. The dancers share weigh and partner with more sensuality, and eventually are silhouetted with blue light as they return to gesture and awkward ballroom partnering. The lights fade as they continue to move.
However, I still couldn’t get the sharpness of the moves, and it really wasn’t working out. It definitely was not half as enjoyable as it was the day before. I realized that hip hop really wasn’t working out the way I had hoped. Why couldn’t I do the dance which came so easily to all my friends? I wondered if maybe dance really wasn’t what I was meant to do, since it’s extremely important for dancers nowadays to be well versed in every style. I took a deep breath and decided the best course of action was to prepare for competition and not to worry about hip hop anymore. I shrugged and went back to the hotel room to take a nap and do my
"Darling," He moans only a foot and a half away from me. "call my name. Be rough, yell at me. Just let it be my name. I want a preview of what I going to make-." I scoot away from him and speak.