Clara and John
Clara's lashes fluttered shut as they kissed. Pressing her mouth more firmly against his, she opened it wider, sliding her own tongue forward to caress his. His touch on her ass sent tingles shooting through her. He was so much bolder now then when they had started the date. The closeness of their bodies when they danced and the way they found their rhythm must have brought it out in him. It was certainly sending hormones racing though her.
Her eyes snapped open when he spoke again. "Definitely not shy." She murmured and gave a playful smile. "Let's see where the night takes us." She couldn't deny she wanted him too, but not at a dance with their teachers and friends around.