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And I want it. I want to be out of my head and in my body.

I slide my hand into Joel's hair and I rise to my tiptoes to kiss him.

His lips are soft and he tastes good. Like bourbon. Sweet, warm, a little salty.

He kisses back hard. His tongue slides into my mouth. His hands slide to my hips.

I get lost in the motions of our mouths.

Our bodies.

Fuck, that buzz is kicking in.

Who am I kidding? I'm well into tipsy. Drunk even.

But I don't care.

I take Joel's wrist and I bring his hand to my inner thigh.

His fingers brush against my skin. They slip under my dress.

Higher.

Closer.

Almost.

My legs are shaking from anticipation.

I'm about to let a near stranger get me off in a crowded club.

I'm out of my mind.

But I don't care.

I kiss him harder.

His fingers brush against my clit. His touch is soft. A tease. He does it again.

Again.

Pleasure floods my pelvis.

My stomach.

My thighs.

I have to clutch at his t-shirt to stay upright.

He drags his lips to my ear. "You're still nervous," he whispers.

I nod. I am still nervous. "Maybe I should have another drink."

He shakes his head. "After you come on my hand."

His voice is matter of fact, like he's talking about the weather.

Somehow, it's making a lot of sense.

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