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She slides a tray onto the table, handing out the drinks, before doing the same with the tray in Domenic’s hands—refills for everyone’s drink along with a new round of tequila shots, even including one each for our two newcomers.
“Oh no, I can’t do another shot of that.” Kali pushes her glass away, coughing at the phantom memory of the last one.
“You can and you will.” Nelle slides it back over to her, not accepting any arguments.
“I don’t drink,” Lucas chimes in, pushing his shot to the center of the table.
“Fine, twist my arm. I’ll take yours,” she groans out as though she’s disappointed with the extra shot. I huff out a breath of amusement at that, knowing very well that she is over the moon to have another. She shoots me a glare over her shoulder at the sound.
“But first—” She holds up a finger to her waiting crowd. Taking a bottle of champagne from Domenic’s hand, she skillfully pops the cork, not letting anything spill. “Do you want to do the honors?” she asks, holding out the bottle to Adrian. He takes the bottle looking around for glasses. “Ah—ah—ah chug-a-lug lover boy.” She shoots me a silent glare as my mouth pops open, effectively silencing me.
I take a step away to watch Adrian bring the bottle to his lips. The bubbles spurt up into his face, drenching the front of his shirt. I stifle a giggle, unable to keep it in when Nelle’s laughter bubbles from her lips. Shrugging at his questioning look, Nelle finally takes mercy on him and produces a white cloth napkin. Obviously, well prepared for this prank. I might just have to thank her for it with the way his white shirt clings to his pecs and abs, highlighting his defined chest.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” she announces. “I would like to propose a toast to god boy—I mean Adrian,” she amends, nodding over to him respectfully. “If it wasn’t for him, not only would I not be here tonight, I would’ve eventually lost my best friend and sister.” Her eyes betray her cheery tone, glistening with unshed tears, her voice cracking on the last word.
“Thank you,” she says sincerely before motioning for everyone to cheers. I click glasses with the group, giving Nelle a grateful look. It means more than she could ever know for her to say that and acknowledge him, especially when I am—
I cut that thought off, distracting myself by throwing the shot back and popping the lime wedge between my teeth. I feel Adrian shift beside me, his lips finding mine, tongue delving between them and sucking the lime into his mouth.
Our lips part, my eyes widening in surprise at the lime he pulls from his mouth. “Delicious,” he purrs, his eyes focused on my lips. I move forward, my body craving more.
“Okay, horn dogs,” Nelle interjects, her words causing me to pause. “Save it for the dance floor.” She gestures over, the space now nearly full.
My fingers curl around Adrian’s, leading him to a section of the dancefloor just by our table that’s still open. “This feels like deja vu,” he chuckles, eyeing my hand dragging him along.
“I’m good with this being like deja vu. Just as long as we don’t get interrupted later.” I throw over my shoulder. His arms wrap around me from behind. I move my hips to the music, Adrian keeping up with every beat. Heat and desire build between us.
“Don’t worry, I have no plans of letting anyone interrupt us. Tonight you’re mine,” he murmurs in my ear before nipping the shell. I feel his teasing grin against my skin.
Adrian’s hand trails up and down my body, running along the smooth fabric of my dress. Reminding me the fabric clinging tightly to my skin is only an illusion, one he could make disappear at any moment. A shiver of desire runs through me at that thought, sending heat to my core.
Nelle is dancing against Domenic, a lustful glaze in her eyes. Beside me, Kali dances while chatting to—Stacia. I blink in surprise at the blonde girl laughing beside Kali, the two dancing to the beat.
I smile, glad that Stacia decided to come over, despite what Katrina may think. Speaking of, I glance around for the bitch. Katrina and Veronica stare daggers at me from the other side of the dancefloor. I give them a little finger wave, before turning back to the group and blocking them from my mind.
Adrian’s lips move on my neck, bringing my focus back to him. I turn in his grip, my mouth finding his in a sensual kiss. His fingers thread through my hair. Gripping me to him. His tongue delves between my lips, deepening the kiss. He shifts his knee, moving it between my legs as I dance against him, the friction driving my desire for him. His leg rubs right against my barely-there thong, and I moan against his mouth.
I need to get this man naked, want him to make me scream his name, and release all the built-up tension from today. I need to have his body against mine without these restrictive clothes, feel his heartbeat. Show him exactly what I feel for him—show him the words my cowardly heart won’t let escape past my lips. I break the kiss, panting heavily.
“I need you, now,” I whisper in his ear. My voice is breathy and thick with desire. He clutches me tighter, letting me feel his hard length against my stomach. We need to get out of here before I lose every ounce of dignity I have left and fuck him right here on the dance floor. It takes every bit of willpower in me to back away from him and glance at the others.
“Nelle can stay with me tonight—or Domenic,” Kali chuckles, directing my gaze over the two of them, locked in almost the same position I just extricated myself from. “You two go.”
“Thank you.” I give her a quick side hug before waving to the others. I give Nelle a teasing wink and thrust my hips at her, just like she did to me the first time I met Adrian. She flips me off while chuckling, mouthing ‘love you.’ I return the words before Adrian tugs on my arm, leading me out of the hall. Apparently, over the niceties.
As soon as we pass through the doors, he turns to me, and scoops me up by my ass, making me wrap my legs around him for support. I grind my core against his hard length, kissing up his neck, and letting him skillfully maneuver us through the halls. Luckily, wherever he has in mind isn’t too far, he swings open a wooden office door, striding in.
I unwrap my legs from around him, sliding down his body, and he closes the door behind us. We’re in an office, by the looks of it, yet it looks clear of anything. Like it’s barely been used.
“It’s my office, but I’m rarely here, so I don’t get much use of it. Plus, I’m not really the ‘sit behind a desk’ type,” he murmurs against my neck in between soft, sweet kisses.
I pull out of his grip, and stride towards the desk. He still stands there, watching me curiously.
“Well, I can think of one use for this desk.” I give him a teasing grin before hopping up. I spread my legs wide, the dress riding up higher on my thighs. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of the thong, pulling it slowly down my legs. Then I hold it out, letting it flutter softly to the floor.
His eyes move to my widening legs, watching the movement of my hand teasing up my thigh before finding my aching clit. My finger swirling around the sensitive nub, my core already wet from our teasing on the dance floor.
He rubs a hand over his thick length, bulging in his pants. His eyes glued to the apex of my thighs. He starts to move closer, bending as he approaches me.
“Ah—ah—ah, stay there. You get a show before your dessert,” I tease, winking at him. My foot pressed against his shoulder, stopping his movement.
“I’m not fucking you against this desk, angel.” I blink in confusion, about to ask him why the hell not when he continues. “I want to take my time with you tonight, and for that, I’m going to need you in my bed all fucking night.”
I swallow thickly at his words, and he grins triumphantly.
Pulling my hand up to his mouth, he runs his tongue over my fingers, tasting my arousal on them. He groans, my eyes catching on his cock twitching through his tight slacks. He stoops to pick up my thong, pocketing it instead of giving it back.
“Well, what are you waiting for then?” I smirk back at him as he steps between my legs, lifting me up once more.
“This is one of the few places on campus I can dissipate from. It’s the only way to get to my residence.” He grins before his mouth meets mine, and claiming my lips, he dissipates us to his home.
