"I like it a lot," Emma purred, staring intently into Regan's eyes as she did. Her thoughts weren't on the music at all. The wine make her a little fuzzy, so Regan was really all Emma could focus on.
As they danced, her hands began to wander Regan's sides. Lightly, she stroked her sensually but her hands didn't stray of the soft swell of her breasts. Her nubile body was hard to resist though.
Emma pressed her body to Regan's as they kept dancing; softly at first but then more firmly. Her nipples began to harder beneath her dress. Her lips were mere inches away from Regan's.