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As we dance together, slowly and sensually, I notice several other couples have joined us on the dance floor. Everyone seems to be dirty dancing; grinding and gyrating against one another. Oakley’s hands rest heavily on my hips and as he pulls me closer, I feel his erection press up against me. Holy hell! I thought Ash was well endowed…Oakley has floored me. As my jaw drops in surprise, I feel his dick throb and twitch against me and I involuntarily let out a groan.

“Let’s go,” comes the low throaty moan from me as I rest my head against his chest. Where did that come from? Who cares? It’s a wonderful idea.

Oakley chuckles, and this time I definitely feel the vibration roll through my body. Fuck. I’d love to feel him laugh with his head between my legs. As if reading my thoughts, he slides one of his legs between mine, and I can’t help but grind against it a little. Damn, it feels good. I haven’t been this horny since the time I inadvertently concocted a lust spell when I was trying to make a cloudberry Martini at a party as a teenager.

A lust spell. Like a bucket of ice poured over my head, the fire dies and I stumble to a halt.

Oakley lets go of me, takes a step back and I instantly cool by another few degrees. Blinking, I shake my head as the hazy fog of lust starts to clear. Oakley is smirking at me, knowingly.

“Figured it out, sweetheart?” he drawls.

“Holy shit! That was you! You did that to me?” My eyes widen in shock.

“Look around, sweetheart,” is all he says.

I do, and notice that all couples…erm, what’s the multiples for couples? Thruples and more…well anyone, and just about everyone in the room is practically humping everybody else. Holy hell.

“You did that to everyone? How?”

“What am I?” Oakley counters.

“You’re…” I have to wrack my brains to figure it out. He’s hot. He made the room hotter than hot. He turned me on, to the point that I was willing to drag a perfect stranger home with me, and made everyone in the room horny as hell—“Hell! That’s it! You’re a...sex demon?”

He gives a deliciously deep belly laugh.

“Close, sweetheart. I am indeed a sex demon. More commonly known as an incubus.” He grins, and his smile truly makes me want to climb him like a mountain and ride him like a bull.

“Can you turn that shit off?” I snap, mortified at my dirty thoughts.

“Hmm? I’m not making you feel anything that’s not already there. My powers just...amplify it.”

“Well, turn the amp down, it’s too damn...loud,” I grumble.

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.” He chuckles.

“Don’t want to,” I lie, sulkily. He just laughs.

“Come, let’s get you a drink. You’ll need to stay hydrated if you’re taking the four of us home tonight!”

“That was a joke!” I insist. It was. It really really was. Only, now it’s not seeming like such a silly idea.

I allow Oakley to lead me back to our booth, where he leaves me and wanders off to get everyone more drinks. I’m still flushed and panting hard and the other three grin at me.

“Enjoy yourself?” Linden asks with a leer.

“Very much.” I smile sweetly back at him. If he was hoping to embarrass me, he’s sorely mistaken. There’s no shame in dancing. Or being horny while dancing. Or even dry jumping Oakley’s leg while dancing...well, okay, maybe I’m a little ashamed of that move, but Linden probably didn’t even see anything.

“So, Jas, we’ve been talking…” Ash begins.

“Oh?” I throw a raised eyebrow his way.

“Yeah, we’d like to take you out again.”

“To apologize?”

“No, we’ve done that tonight.” He frowns.

“Pretty sure you haven’t actually apologized yet,” I point out.

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