They continued to move in time to the music, Gabe's pelvis grinding against hers, the sleek muscles of his thighs flexing with each step. One hand drifted down to cup the cheeks of her ass, pressing the light fabric of her dress into the cleft.

"People can see us." Rachel tried to reach back and rearrange the dress but he grabbed her hand and pulled it against him, trapping it between their bodies.

"They're all too busy being seen by other people." He bent his head so ...