She moved instinctively against him, hips writhing against his as she felt them through the many layers of clothing. She could definitely do with less on right now, she thought. She was also aware on some level that it wasn't always his hands on her, not that she cared. Her head tilted, offering him more to nibble on.
"If it wouldn't get us kicked out, I'd let you," she replied, voice husky and thick with want. "Let's get out of here, handsome. I want a different kind of dance and I don't want to wait. I need you to fuck me and soon." Her words were bald and meant to entice; she grinned hotly at him before leaning in for a kiss.