Dance for me

"Are you alright, Aleksander?", I stood in the doorway watching him. After a second, he turned his head up to glance at me. His eyes were dark, and he let them wander over my body before meeting my gaze.

The hunger in his eyes made my heart stop beating entirely. But the fire in between my legs sparked to life in the form of a dull throbbing ache. And right now, there was nothing in my head to stop me from wanting the reprieve Aleksander could give me.

"Just another day at the office." He pushed off the wall and stepped in my direction, stopping to place the bottle of rum on his dresser. "Some weeks are harder than others and this one was hell."

When he stopped in front of me, I turned my head up to look him in the eyes. His palms cupped my cheeks, and it stole the air from my lungs when he suddenly kissed me.
"But my day is better now that you're home", Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as he spoke. "Enough about my boring day, how was your show tonight, baby?"

"I'm sure you didn't have have a very good week," I nuzzled my face against his chest and inhaled the lingering scent of his cologne and cigarette smoke. "My show was good tonight, and I'm actually in a pretty good mood tonight."
"Thank you for pretending to care about my week," Aleksander laughed.

I titled my head back with my chin in his chest to stare at him. "I do care." And I meant it, which didn't surprise as much as it should have.

He pursed his lips, brows furrowing together as he looked down at me as if he were deep in thought. I could smell the rum on his breath, and I wanted to taste it on his lips again. So, I pushed up to the tip of my toes and caught him in a kiss.
It didn't happen often, but the instances in which I instigated kissing was becoming more frequent. The taste of rum met me as our tongues danced together and the kiss deepened.

Aleksander's hands went to my hips, and I felt the tremor in his hands as he held himself back from the tenacity, I knew he was capable of. I didn't want him to hold back. I pressed my body against his and rolled my hips just enough for him to feel the friction.
He exhaled deeply, bodily shuddering as he took a step back and let go of me. I kept my face unmoved as I watched him walk backwards a few steps and sit on the edge of his bed.

"Dance for me."
The mood in the room shifted. Instead of falling at a steady pace we crashed into the ocean of need that was always waiting underneath the surface when we were together. I dove headfirst for him.

"Okay"
Without another word between us I moved into fourth position and then swept up into a twirl. First starting with simple moves that would mimic the sweeter moments from swan lake.

His eyes never left my body and Aleksander appeared trapped by the sight of me moving for him. Even in the space of his bedroom I managed to bring to life the joy of dancing again.
It didn't matter that we were in silence, because I knew that my current audience was entrapped.

Slowly, every few turns or steps I started to tease Aleksander. Lifting the hem of my shirt or swaying my hips to tantalize him.
Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed how his chest moved slow as he attempted to control his hard breathing. He was reacting to the dance and my lips tugged into the hint of a smile.

This time as I twirled, I pulled my shirt over my head and exposed my bra. Aleksander's eyes widened but I didn't stop there. My dancing faded from strictly ballet to something far more sensual. Each new movement I was finding a way to take off my clothes. Aleksander couldn't take his eyes off me even if he tried.

It was obvious he didn't want to, and he wouldn't dream of it. This man looked at me as if I were the only woman in the world. Even if I knew someday there would be another woman on his arm it made me feel powerful to know that right now, it was me that he wanted.
With the freedom in my mind as I danced for him, I took control of that desire he had for me. This time I would let myself want Aleksander as badly as he wanted me, and I would take in return.

Before he knew it, I spun in between his spread legs and braced my hands on his chest. He sucked in a gasp and his dark eyes danced over my pale skin and the lace panties I still wore.
"Rhea," he started to speak. I didn't let him say anything else.

Placing my hands on his shoulders I pushed him back on the bed. He grunted as he went down into the matress but watched eagerly as I climbed over him and straddled his waist.
His erection pressed against me through his pants, and I ground myself over the length of him. A light moan slipped through my lips and Alexander's head fell back onto the bed as he shuddered.

I reached down and hastily unbuckled his pants and when my palm met the warm skin of his cock my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Dangerous desire pooled in my core and ignited drive to keep going.

All I could do was pull my panties to the side and angle his cock to enter me. I was so wet by now that he slipped inside of me so fast as I dropped on his length.

"Oh, baby!" His hands went to my hips and his fingers dug in hard as she filled me.