Follow My Lead: A Joy Universe Novel by Louisa Masters

Author:Louisa Masters [Masters, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Dimi

Watching Jason dance is a revelation.

A hot as fuck revelation.

Maybe it’s the fact that he’s drunk, but he’s a lot looser than I ever expected him to be. Jase usually has this contained air about him. He’s got a reputation for being a real hard-ass director, which I haven’t really seen from him yet, but the guy I know is actually a little… I don’t know, shy? But not really. I get this sense that he can take on the world, but that he’s afraid to. I don’t know. Maybe I should stop drinking.

Anyway, all hints of that reticent, contained Jason are gone right now. He’s the best dancer in the room, and considering fully half the people here are professional dancers, that’s really saying something. The other half of the group have stopped to watch, me included.

His body moves in a sinuous, sexy way that turns me way the fuck on. I spent a lot of time in clubs when I lived in Atlanta, but I’ve never seen anyone’s hips move that way.

Hoo, baby.

The music changes, and we must have switched playlists because the song that starts is not from the eighties. It’s got a low, thrumming, repetitive beat, and the dirty dancing factor ramps up immediately, which I wouldn’t have thought possible.

Jason starts twerking, and I’m immediately forced to rethink my stance that twerking is ridiculous, because I can’t breathe.

His ass.

My God.

This is why twerking is “popular.” People are trying to look like this. Too bad most of them fail.

Lucky for me, my lover is one of the successful few.

I wonder if he can move his hips like that while we’re fucking.

Or while I’m sucking him.

I’m still contemplating all the possibilities when he straightens and turns, catching sight of me. The slightly lost look he had before is gone, and he grins wickedly, crooking a finger in my direction.

“Ooooh, Dimi, you’re being summoned,” someone teases, but I don’t care. I don’t even care that I’m only a mediocre dancer and will look like an idiot amidst the highly talented group. I stride over to my guy and grab him by the hips, pulling him close for a big, wet kiss.

And the crowd goes wild.

Amidst the whistles and catcalls, Jason and I make out to the bass rhythm of a song I don’t recognize, gyrating against each other in a way that can’t be called anything but foreplay.

By the time we finally break apart, everyone is dancing, and if a stranger walked in right now, they might well think it was the early scenes of a dirty movie.

“I didn’t know you could dance like this,” I murmur, biting Jason’s earlobe gently. “You’re so hot. I wanna do filthy things to you while you dance.”

He makes a sound halfway between a chuckle and an explosion of air against my neck. “Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll let you.”

My dick, which was already half-hard, perks right up. “Really? Will you dance naked for me?” I already have a song in mind. Imagine him twerking like that, naked….

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