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"You still on track?" he asks.
"Yes, of course. I'm an expert in Portland geography."
"Yeah? Have all sorts of crazy visits to the City of Roses?"
"Do people call it that?"
"You're the expert."
"Uh… No, they don't."
He smiles at me: you're cute when you're making shit up.
I smile back at him.
I stop at a busy intersection. There's a bridge to our right and a dive bar to our left. In front of us is the Chinatown arch and a whole lot of booming bass. There must be a dozen clubs across the street. "I don't want donuts."
"You don't?"
The light changes. The walk signal turns on. I pull Ethan into the crosswalk. My voice gets low, needy. "I want to dance with you."
I want his body pressed against mine in some sweaty, loud club. I can have fun. I can even come up with the idea myself.
He waits until we're back on the sidewalk to speak. "I want to get you off in the club."
So I'm a beginner and he's advanced. All the better. I can spend the next week learning how to have fun. I knew how to do it once. I can figure it out again.
"Vi? You there?" Ethan slides his arm around me, stepping back into the lead. "Or are you too busy thinking about coming on my hand?"
"I'm here."
"Good."
He shoots me a panty-melting look. Fuck. Ethan is way beyond advanced at this too. Right now, I'm not letting that flummox me. Right now, I'm enjoying the ride.
He stops in front of one of the clubs and nods hello to the bouncer. The guy shoots Ethan a sideways glance. Despite the recognition in his eyes, he stays professional.
"IDs please," the bouncer says.
Ethan flashes his ID to the bouncer.
I dig my ID out from my back pocket and hand it to the bouncer.
The bouncer steps out of the way. He offers Ethan a nod. "I love that one song, Better Days. Dangerous Noise is all right."
Ethan laughs. "That means a lot, thanks." He shakes the guy's hand then takes mine and whisks me into the club.
House music bounces off the walls. I let my body take over. My hips sway from side to side. My arms go around Ethan's shoulders. Then I'm the one pulling him closer. I'm the one pressing my lips to his, sliding my tongue into his mouth. He tastes good and there's something amazing about kissing him. It makes me hungrier and needier, yes, but it also satisfies something deep inside me.
I grind my hips against Ethan's until my thoughts slip away. His body moves in time with mine. One hand goes to my ass to guide me. The other slides under my blouse.
I moan into his mouth as he cups my breast. Then his thumb is in my bra, playing with my nipple. It feels so good I can barely take it.
I kiss him harder. I grab his ass and hold his body against mine. He's hard. I want that. I want him as needy as I am.
I want him screaming my name as he comes. I need that sound in my ears. I need to know that, right now, he's mine.
He slides his arm around my waist and leads me through the dance floor. "You want a drink?"
