Twenty-one

Damian grabbed me and pulled me close to him. Closer than I have ever been to him. He slowly put his hands on my waist and dragged me closer.

"Like this"he said as his breathe brushed against my cheek.

I could smell the alcohol on him as he leaned towards me. The skin under where he held me burned with pleasure and desire. His other hand went to my hip "is this OK?"

"Yeah...." I trialed off.

"You know If it's not comfortable for you I can stop" his hands dropped.

"No it's not that" I shook my head " it's just I've never danced like this before" I turned around and looked at the people around us dancing so closely.

"Just move your hips to the music" his hands went back to my hips. I nodded as I let him take my hands and put it on his shoulder. I marveled at the hard muscle underneath his silk shirt.

The song that was playing was slow and I let Damian guide me as we sashayed to the rhythm. A small smile made it way to my lips and Damian was smiling too. This wasn't bad at al