Emison SMUT

A Private Dance Lesson Ch. 2

Emily swallowed thickly, she shouldn't let Alison keep looking at here like that, especially not when Alison was here to learn all the right moves to dance to at her wedding.

Em has been teaching Ali for a few months now. Just the basics, and just business, even though she had been dying many times to break the rules and take things further. Alison was such a tease. If Emily thought Alison was bad in high school, well she learned overwise.

"Em? You gonna teach me or not?" Emily shuddered when she heard Alison use her nickname, so she said hers back, "yes, Ali, I am."

They started in the floor and Ali assumed her position by placing one of her hands on the small of Emily's back, and the other on her shoulder. She gasped when Emily did the same but applied a little more force to her lower back. "Your fiancé would want you closer." And with a gentle push, their bodies collided deliciously.

Ali hid her grin and looked up, "I'm sure you're right. After all, you're the instructor, you know best."

The music got louder and the girls began to move slowly at first, the music was set up for a sexy waltz, if that was a thing, and the more the music went on, the more erratic their movements became. Their bodies fit perfectly together and as Ali spun herself around in Em's arms, with her back towards the brunette, Emily slipped her hands down to grip either side of Alison's waist, using her hands to sway her hips against hers. Ali smirked at looked forward into the giant ceiling to floor mirror that covered the entire wall. She could see even from this position, the darkness that clouded over in Emily's eyes.

"What about you Emily? Do you want your fiancé this close to you?" and as if she was trying to make a point, Ali rocked her hips in a circle, daring to allow her ass to graze the material between it and Emily's center.

Em chewed on her inner lip, "I'm sure my fiancé will be more than happy with the way I want us to dance. After all, it's like you said, I know better."

Ali smiled, although a little dissatisfied and spun back around, this time wrapping her hands around Em's waist. It was an awkward moment when she initiated it, but Emily's couldn't help but hold Alison back.

Emily, be strong. Just because there's been no funny business at home with your soon to be wife does not mean you can do it here.

Em willed herself to loosen the grip and when Ali pulled away, she had thought she'd done something wrong. But Ali just walked over to the music player and looked Em in the eye, "I have some moves of my own I would like to work on. That's if you wouldn't mind doing them with me?"

Emily could never back down from a challenge.

"Of course I don't mind, show me what you got."

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Alison pressed play and new music came on. It was sensual, it had rhythm and Emily assumed it was Spanish. Something that a couple would really enjoy dancing to. Emily swallowed and walked out to the middle of the floor, meeting Alison and waiting for the blonde to make her move.

Alison smiled and reached her hands to grip the sides of Em's waist. Alison noticed how over the past few weeks, Emily has been getting stronger, her muscles leaner, and it did something naughty in between her legs to think about seeing Emily, fully naked, her taught muscles flexing under her touch. Knowing this, Alison slipped her hands under the fabric slowly, not wanting to make her movements too sudden, and both girls gasped at the skin to skin contact. Ali bit her lip and looked wear her hands were touching Em.

Emily should've pulled away, but she couldn't, she's been wanting to touch Alison in her most private places for a few weeks now and this was just a tip of the iceberg. Emily watched Alison's eyes, icy blue with a deep intensity about them. She watched the orbs roam over her body, finally landing on where her obliques were firmly gripped in her hands.