“You’re too tense.” I’d almost forgotten about Austin, but suddenly he was behind me, his hands on my waist. “Relax your muscles. You’re not going to fall. We’ve got you.”
Denver moved us this way and that, making little circles around the room, and I did my best to stay loose and pliant. “That’s better,” he finally said. “You’re getting out of your head.”
That much was an understatement. All the blood in my body seemed to be coursing past the parts the twins were touching.
“Okay, now try moving your hips from side to side. Keep them loose. I’ll show you.”
Denver’s way of showing me was to grind his groin into me, and I took a step back in surprise. But that bumped me against Austin, whose grip on my hips tightened to steady me.
“Shh, just let your body take over,” Denver urged. “Pretend you’re in a dark night club, dancing with a sexy stranger and letting the sensations take over. Can you do that?” I nodded. “Good. How about some music, Aus?”
The heat behind me disappeared as Austin stepped away. He not only found some sexy instrumental dance music on his phone, but he also lowered the lights. Then he was behind me again, pressing his body against mine. His hands returned to my waist and his thumbs lightly caressed my sides. “Just relax, okay?” His words were breathy against my neck, but it was hard to relax when I could feel both of them grinding against me. Austin’s fingers were driving me crazy, too, the way they stroked so close to the sides of my breasts.
Denver swung his hips to the side, and somehow I managed to do that too. With one twin in front of me and one behind me, it was easier to follow along. Plus I wanted to do it right. After all, if I moved the wrong way, I’d lose the delicious sensation of them pressing against me.
“That’s it. Keep swaying your hips and we’re going to move around a bit. Bend your knees a little, it’ll help.”
I felt a bit like a ragdoll, as if my body were completely loose and free. The only thing holding me up was their warm, hard bodies.
“You’re almost there, sweetheart,” Denver said. “We just need to move more as a unit.”
“You two already know how to move as a unit,” I breathed, my voice soft.
“Trust me when I say I’d rather be pressed up against you than my brother,” Denver said.
“Agreed,” Austin breathed into my ear. His voice was like liquid sex.
“Let’s move a little more. Knees bent. Hips loose.”
Somehow, my body knew what to do. Sandwiched between them, I didn’t have to think. I didn’t have to act. I only had to trust them to hold me, to guide me, to keep me safe. My erect nipples were smashed against Denver’s chest. Austin’s hard body pressed up behind me. We moved like one, and it was the most amazing sensation I’d ever felt.
It if had been up to me, I could’ve stayed that way forever, but after another few minutes of bliss, Austin’s phone vibrated. At first we ignored it, but as it kept going Austin cursed and stepped away. The warm cocoon I’d been in was half gone, and my back felt bare and exposed without Austin there.
“Shit,” he muttered, looking at his phone. “They need me up front for a scheduling problem.”
Denver never stopped moving, his hips pressing against mine, and I followed along. It had been easier with Austin behind me, but I still managed. It was like my body knew how to move in ways it hadn’t before. “We’ll be along in a bit,” Denver said to his twin.
I could feel his head turn in Austin’s direction and it was like I could almost hear the telepathic thoughts flying between them. Austin was at the front of the room, and as Denver slowly turned me around, I saw Austin fiddling with Denver’s phone. He found some slightly faster music on it, set it on a chair, and then left, closing the door behind him.
Denver straightened up, taking half a step back so he could look down at my face. “Still think you can’t dance?”
“I guess I can… with you. With both of you.” My insides felt all warm and melty. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure, and I do mean that literally. That kind of dancing is fine for a dark, smokey nightclub, but let’s try something else. I think you’re ready.”
“Okay.” Before, I would’ve protested that I couldn’t. Before, I wouldn’t have wanted to try. But now that I’d felt the magic of moving my body with the twins, my answer was different.
Denver took one of my hands in his and put his other one behind my back with a couple of inches of space between us. It wasn’t as exciting as being hip to hip, but it gave us more room to move around. And move around we did. “You’re an amazing teacher.”