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“Depends,” I replied, jutting my chin up, daring him. “If I find a guy who’s worth my undivided attention.”
Pike raised an eyebrow. “That sure sounds like a challenge.”
“Only if you want it to be.” I winked at him, then gestured at the huge group of people dancing in the middle of the barn. “Want to dance?”
Pike seemed impressed by my boldness. “Y’know, most girls wait for me to make the first move.”
“Oh, is that why you looked so bored?” I shot back. “I’m a girl who goes after what she wants.”
Pike took me by the hand and led me out onto the dance floor. I pressed myself up against him and Pike grabbed onto my hips, guiding me in moving with him, his grip and movements sure. Ugh, I loved a guy who knew how to actually dance instead of just grinding on the floor. Pike was moving me like he actually knew what to do with his limbs, how to move to the rhythm of the music, what proper dance steps were.
I looped my arms around his neck, breathing in the warm, musky scent of him as our dancing became less official dancing and more like sensually grinding against each other. I could feel Pike getting hard against me, thick and long, and I shivered, growing wet in response, my body heating up. I wanted him so badly, I almost wouldn’t have minded if he’d started fucking me right here on the dance floor in front of everyone (not that we’d be the first to do something insane like that at the kegger).
Almost.
I grabbed Pike by the hand and dragged him away from the dance floor, even as he drew his nose slowly up my neck. “Where the hell have you been all my life?” he murmured.
That pulled me up a little short, and I glanced at him. He seemed—well he was tipsy but he didn’t seem too out of it. But that comment concerned me. Did he not recognize me? Did he not know who I was? Was I just a random hot girl to him right now?
I didn’t want to be a random person to him. I wanted to be myself, I wanted to be Billie. I wanted him to know who I was.
“Why don’t we go on a walk?” I suggested. “Get some air?”
It was suggestive as hell, but I was also kind of serious. Some cool night air would help to sober Pike up enough to know who I was and recognize me. I wouldn’t be some random anonymous hookup, I would be the specific girl he had overlooked, the one who was now here to steal his heart.
Once we got outside, the atmosphere changed. There was a massive bonfire going on with people dancing around it, and then some more people just staring into the flames. Someone was playing a guitar. The music from inside the barn wasn’t overwhelming out here, instead filtering out, muted, distant. There were gigantic hay bales all around, and a few trees, and a massive tractor that someone had already staked out and was using for a hook-up. Everyone politely steered clear, not getting too close. Some of the cars parked around the barn had couples in them too. One of them even had three people in it, moaning and laughing.
I’d snuck out to the kegger twice before, starting when I was sixteen. I’d never done anything, but I sure had observed and seen all the crazy stuff other people got up to. Now, for the first time, I would be one of the crazy people.
Pike and I dodged out of the way as a group of people starting aggressively chugging beer. I wasn’t quite as sure what to do now. Where was a good spot to get it on without anyone spying on us? I wasn’t doing this for attention or to brag. I didn’t want people watching us. Hell, if possible, I would love it if nobody even knew about us. This was something between just the two of us.
The stand of trees a bit away from the bonfire looked like the best bet. There wasn’t really anyone over there. We had privacy, shielded by the trunks and the branches. It was almost like having a special little area just for the two of us.
I turned, daring to press myself against Pike. “Enjoy your walk?”
He did look more clear-eyed as he wrapped his arms around me. “I enjoyed watching that tight ass of yours.”
Nobody had said anything about my body that made it seem like they thought I was sexy. It gave me that last bit of daring that I needed to get up onto my tiptoes and kiss him.
Pike groaned, grabbing my hips to hold me in place as he kissed me back. I’d had a few brief kisses in my life, at stupid spin the bottle games at parties, and when I was thirteen with my middle school crush. But I’d never made out with anyone before. I let Pike lead the way, let him guide me, his tongue gently working my mouth open and then sliding in and out, just the tip at first, teasing, and then more intently. Soon I was clinging to him, gasping around his tongue as he moved it in and out of my mouth, licking at the roof of it, nibbling at my lips. He so clearly knew what he was doing, was experienced, and I loved it. I willingly followed where he led, until my knees were starting to go weak and I had to hold onto him to keep from falling to the ground, my stomach feeling like jelly.
