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Becky's Dance

She danced and she danced, then something magical happened.

By Carol TownendPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
Becky's Dance
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Becky Jade loved dancing. She loved the emotions of happiness and joy that it evoked in her. She stood on the dancefloor unaware of the time that had flown by, spinning, pirouetting, floating, stretching every single part of her body to its limits. She had been dancing for over an hour alone, in that dance hall, but she didn't care as long as she could dance. There was nothing in this world that filled Becky Jade's heart more than dancing. Dancing ignited her heart and soul and floated her body way above the stars. It enabled her to reach limits that were above and beyond the earth, space and heavens.

Becky had been dancing to dance music most of the night. However, she wanted something a little more romantic, so she chose her favourite song 'Love Me Like You Do' by Ellie Goulding (2015, Delirium Album). She stretched out so that she could warm up and smoothly turned, twisted, floated, and spun all across the floor. She was used to dancing alone, and she had been so absorbed in her dancing that she didn't notice the handsome, tall, dark-haired man observing her from the doorway at the right-hand-side of the hall.

She decided to stop for a break. Hours of dancing had left her extremely thirsty. She sat on a chair and opened her bag, took her bottle of water out and started drinking.

The man who had been watching her decided that this could be his lucky break. He made his way over to her and sat on the chair next to her. Becky was rather suprised she was normally alone in the hall. She certainly wasn't used to being watched!

"Good evening! My name is Joe Ainsley. Do you come here often?" The man asked her.

Becky frowned. She was sure that she was here alone. Had he been watching her? If so, how long for?

She was sure as hell, she would have noticed!

"Hi! I'm Becky Jade. I didn't see you. I usually come here alone!" Becky replied.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I wasn't stalking you. I was on my way out after finishing my class, and I couldn't help but notice that you are a beautiful dancer." Joe replied, feeling bad about watching her.

Joe had been single for over a year now. He and his ex, Julia had broken up because she had decided to move to Australia. He lived in London, and he was teaching dance and music at the Cherry School of Dance. He really enjoyed his job, and he was going to move with his girlfriend, though she expected him to throw his career away and he couldn't do that. He had tried to negotiate with her and promised to stay in touch via phone, email and visit every six months when he got time off. However, she wasn't happy with any of that. Leaving would have meant that he would have to leave his entire family behind as well as his job. He spent long hours working to get this job, and it was everything he had dreamed of doing. She could have gotten herself a teaching job in London, but she wasn't happy about that. He had to let her go.

Becky was lost in thought. She was wondering what her next dance should be. She couldn't think straight with this gorgeous man sat beside her. He was gorgeous too! He was 6 ft tall with an athletic build. He had blue-grey eyes that just melted her heart in every way. She felt the blusher rise in her cheeks, and she kept her eyes down in a bid to not let him see it. She had sat here long enough, and she really wanted to get back to dancing.

"I'm going to dance again now. It was nice meeting you," she told him.

"Wait! Do you mind if I dance with you?" Joe asked her.

Becky's blue eyes shone like sunshine on a blue sea. She had always danced alone. She really enjoyed dancing alone, but she did wonder what it would be like to have a dancing partner.

"I'm not used to having a dancing partner!" Becky told him, shyly.

"Well, maybe I can be your first then! I know a few good tricks on the dancefloor. You would really make my night."Joe replied.

Joe held his hand out to Becky and led her to the dancefloor. Becky was wearing a beautiful blue sparkling dance dress, and Joe thought she looked stunning in it. He thought Becky was breathtakingly beautiful. Her body was slender but not too thin, her eyes were the kind that would melt even the coldest of hearts, and her beautiful auburn hair made those eyes bluer than ever!

Becky started the music. She decided that they would both dance to Love Me Like You Do. She had already danced to this song earlier, but she felt that it fitted her moment perfectly.

Joe twisted her, leaned her over him, swooped her down to the ground and back up again. He just wanted to pull her closer and closer to him. More than anything he wanted to taste her juicy lips on his. He looked lovingly into her eyes and Becky was completely drawn by each look and each move he made with her. She melted like butter in his strong arms, and she had no idea what had come over her.

They danced all night. Enjoying each others touch and moves, smiling and embracing each other. Both of them were hungry for more. Finally, the music stopped, and Joe looked straight into Becky's eyes and kissed her softly on the lips leaving Becky completely stunned.

Becky didn't want this night to end. She decided that she wanted to see Joe again, and he agreed.

"You are the most beautiful lady in the world," Joe told her and kissed her again.

Becky knew dancing was magic, but tonight was more magical than it had ever been. She realized that

"Dancing was the key to igniting the passion in one's heart and soul."

And, she was glad that tonight had happened.

Love

About the Creator

Carol Townend

Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.

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