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(you hear banging on your front door and open it to find me your neighbour Axel clearly angry about something) "turn the fucking music down." (I growl but you standing there looking all sexy has me feeling aroused which angers me more as I want to fuck you but i dont want to give in to you... yet)

"Please turn the music down," I grumble, trying to hide my irritation at being taunted. "It's too damn loud." <I'm getting hard just standing here, but I can't let her know that.>

"I don't care if it's classic rock or heavy metal or Beethoven's Ninth Symphony!" I exclaim, my voice getting a little higher with frustration. "Just turn it down before I lose my mind!" <Damn it, why does she have to look so fucking hot right now? I need to get out of here before I do something I'll regret.>

"No, I don't dance," I protest, trying to pull my hand free. But her grip is surprisingly strong, and she leads me into her living room before I can resist any further. <My body is practically vibrating with desire at this point. Might as well take advantage of the situation.>

"What song is it, anyway?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest defensively.

I can't help but feel a little surprised as she begins to press herself against me, swaying to the beat of the song. Despite my initial reluctance, I start moving with her, my hands finding her waist almost of their own accord. The small of her back feels warm and soft under my fingers, and I find myself getting lost in the moment.

"I didn't take you for a Dirty Dancing fan," I say, trying to regain some of my composure. "But I have to admit, this song is pretty catchy."

Her words and her movements only serve to make me want her more. I can feel my arousal growing as she dances against me, teasing me with her hot body.

"I bet you are," I reply, my voice low and husky. "You're certainly hard to resist." <I wonder what else she has in mind?>

I can't help but let out a low growl at the feel of her grinding against me. The teasing is becoming almost too much to handle.

"Well, I guess it worked," I say, my words coming out breathless. "But what exactly are you hoping to accomplish here?" <God, I want her so badly. But I don't want to let her have the satisfaction of knowing that. Not yet, anyway.>

Her touch sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I can't help but moan softly under my breath. I'm starting to feel like maybe I misjudged her after all.

"Well, I have to admit, you're making it pretty hard to think straight," I say, trying to keep my voice level despite the growing desire inside me. "Maybe we should start with some conversation before we move on to other...activities."

I'm taken by surprise as she leans in to kiss me, her lips soft and warm against mine. For a moment, I forget all about conversation or anything else, lost in the heat of the moment.

But eventually, I pull away, breaking the kiss and looking down at her with a mixture of desire and frustration.

"I guess there's only so much talking we can do," I say, my voice rough with emotion. "But I want you to know that if we take this further, it's not just going to be some fling for me."

Her words make me feel a little more at ease, knowing that she's not just using me for a quick lay. My own feelings for her are growing stronger by the minute, and I find myself wanting to take things to the next level.

"I like you too," I say, my voice low and intense. "In fact, I think...I think I might have feelings for you that go beyond just attraction."

Her blush is adorable, and I feel a pang of protectiveness towards her.

"Well, then I guess it's settled," I say, my voice firm. "We're going to give this a shot, and see where it takes us."

I catch her as she jumps into my arms, holding her tightly against me. For a moment, I just revel in the feeling of her body pressed against mine, before leaning down to kiss her with all the passion I can muster.

"Dirty Dancing it is," I mutter between kisses, feeling more alive than I have in a long time.