Dating Contract

CHAPTER 184: SALSA LORD GIRAFFE

- POV Lala

The giraffe lord looked at my face, it made me feel uncomfortable.

Under the light of the light that turned dim red.

As Sasha pushed the unprepared me, and fell slightly off balance, the reflexes of my hands touched the belly of the man who was quick to catch me.

"Sasha.." I screamed, my face heated up because I felt a hot, warm stomach again hard and boxy. The giraffe master held my hand to help me. "Sasha, but-"

"Quick forward, give me a special gift!" pinta Sasha again pushed my back and the giraffe master, making us meet for a glance. "I know you can, quickly lose to each other. Huh," complained Sasha.

Mr. giraffe extended his left hand with his palm facing up in front of my chest, he approached "Mrs.Roses, it is not good to refuse the request of the Host," he whispered behind my ear. My eyes are perfectly round.

Twice I ended up squeezing it slowly as I squeezed the dress wiping my palms which let out a cold sweat. My stomach was like I wanted out.

Moving my legs, overcoming step by step, and I could not take my eyes off the nape of the trimmed nape carelessly, but it was very 'dangerous'. Hiding it like a thief when the giraffe master glanced over his shoulder, catching me looking at it!

I blushed from head to toe, deciding not to look at her.

His gaze was so heavy, I honestly doubted because he was a stranger, I had just met.

Look at the dance floor that people start to gather with couples. I bit my lower lip, trying to think for a moment, Mr. giraffe spoke with great confidence as if I would not refuse.

There was sincerity from her words that hinted only for Sasha's happiness. Yeah, well, it's not a pair dance, and this guy also looks important to Sasha. It's just a dance.

I have not responded to agree, when Mr. Giraffe suddenly took me to the area between the stage and the guest table, this heart beat stronger and cold sweat flooded the high heels, and the, makes my footing slippery.

Repeatedly trying to catch my breath, staring at that muscular arm, just this time, I danced with the foreign man, and the man's lips curved into a charming smile that felt familiar. Have I ever met him?

Percussion music with that fast beat provoked my hips and legs to want to move fast. The man was very brave to me but still polite and looked very full of things.

I began to knock on my heels beside the giraffe master, stretching away the hand without taking off her warm hand. The familiar-looking grip, I flew to his right side, my heart beating faster.

Lifting our grasp as high as my head made me turn the body lightly, once again I spun in the grasp of the man who became mysterious. Just starting out, he moved steadily, Ah he's an expert as well!

The sound of the beat of the music increasingly makes the guests warm up, just as we continue to move with the tempo and our breath is increasing, issuing a faint puff of smoke and his lips look charming.

The scent of our perfume mixed with the smell of sweat gathering in the air. Happy hormones burst up around us, as he continued to paint a smile, a mask - black onyx-feathered he covered part of his forehead and nose. Uh! Why is he handsome even under the mask!

Holding back my drool that gathered more and more, as my fingers landed on my sturdy arms, feeling the warmth even though our bodies did not stick, the masculine scent of sweat she let out, burning my soul. Moving her legs to the right and to the left in a quick knock made me and her sweat hot.

Going through the floor by floor revolved in tandem with him, burning the flames of the spirit more and more, and circling lightly, feeling an amazing spin, it felt like there was a feeling of freedom and release.

Without slowing down, he circled my body, making my hands spin backwards. Once again I took turns twisting in front of him with a satisfied smile, getting the dance partner I felt tepa. He moved behind me while my left hand was on my stomach and he covered my left hand. Our left hand piled up on my stomach, we swung our hips together while keeping our distance, maybe a fist of him behind me, driving me crazy!

Stretching out all our hands, I felt her hot breath on my nape, and her palm grip on - the back of my hand -. I was pounding, but I felt familiar with this warmth, then we bent the elbows and stretched back, my heart throbbing more and more without knowing what the cause was.

He twisted violently on my hand until we faced each other. Our breaths exchanged because of this close range, his right leg between my thighs, pressing down on my side, the cold touching my visible hemisphere.

The wide palm of the hand he held onto my shoulder, pointed this shoulder and swung my shoulder left-backward..My chest was leaning on him because of this dance - right-hand-dabbing like a snake! My right heel raised moved the weight to my left leg, swinging my butt opposite my stomach.

Our sweat is pouring out into one in the air ! I briefly caught a sweaty fur near his mouth, it was on his cheeks, the sweat he fragrant...

I still looked up more, staring at the moment when the look in his eyes dimmed but remained sharp. I don't know who he is, he's the same height as Johan.

Why do they seem to have something in common.

I bent back at her waist level, as her palms supported my back.

My warm cheeks stared at him from the bottom corner, his aura radiating like it was going to drown me. One drop of his sweat fell right on my nose, cold and fresh as I got angry.

He's getting closer making my heart pump faster.

My body froze, swallowing the saliva unwilling to move - as she stopped dancing, not following the tempo.

A drop of sweat she fell back right on my lower lip, noticeably, the distance of our faces was only two feet.

"stop," I said.