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"Thank you, you look pretty good yourself," Shelley responded as she touched my shoulder.
The feel of her hand on my shoulder was nice. I hadn't felt the intimate touch of a woman in months.
We got closer and talked for a few more minutes, flirting and smiling at one another. It felt good to be close to another person, as it had been a while since I had toyed with a woman.
"Would you like to dance?" I asked Shelley, looking towards the dance floor.
It was packed with bodies gyrating against one another. It looked like a good time.
"I've been waiting all night for you to ask me that."
Shelley grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the makeshift dance floor.
There was an upbeat pop song playing on the speakers. Shelley got closer to me as we danced. I moved my hips back and forth slowly, and Shelley moved hers in time with mine. We were close, but our crotches were not yet touching. We stayed like that long before I finally made a move. I gently grabbed Shelley's hips and collided them with my own.
She gasped as she felt my slight hardness against her front. Shelley smiled up at me, and I returned it with a smile.
We danced for a handful of songs, gyrating against one another. As I grew harder, a thought occurred to me. I could invite Shelley down to my hotel room if I wanted to. I was usually not one for one-night stands, but it had been ages since I felt the warmth of a woman. I usually steered clear of hookups because I habitually got attached and fell hard. Then, things would inevitably crash and burn, but I had a feeling that whatever happened with Shelley tonight, I wouldn't have to worry about that. She was a gorgeous girl, but tonight was only about sex.
"Want to join me in my hotel room?" I asked Shelley with a sly grin on my face.
Her face lit up, and I knew I had made the right suggestion.
"Let's go," she said, grabbing my hand and leading me down the stairs.
Her eagerness turned me on even more as we descended three flights of stairs before I told her we had reached my floor. We walked down the hallway together, our hands still connected, before we got to room 904, my place for the night.
I pulled my key card out of my pocket and scanned it against the door handle. The handle turned green, and I turned it eagerly to open the door for Shelley and myself.
As I turned to lock the door behind me, I was pushed against the door and turned around forcefully. Shelley smiled at me before grabbing my face and kissing me.
The kiss was nice, but I felt nothing in my gut saying she was the one. That was a good thing, as I knew then that I didn't have to worry about getting attached after our night together.
I ran my hands down her back as we kissed. Our tongues connected, and I felt nothing but her tongue against mine. Her hands gripped my hair, and I knew my nicely slicked-back locks would be messy once we were done.
"You smell amazing," Shelley moaned into my ear.
I sure hoped I did since I was wearing my favorite cologne.
"Thanks," I murmured into her neck as I kissed it.
I lowered my hands to Shelley's ass. We started grinding each other. She pulled my mouth back towards hers.
We stayed that way, connected at the mouth, until my phone started ringing.
I would recognize that ringtone anywhere; it was Erica. Breaking away from Shelley, I grabbed my phone from my back pocket.
"I have to take this," I said.
Shelley's brow furrowed at my words. "I'll just take a seat on the bed then."
I shook my head. "No, I think you should go."
Shelley's brow furrowed even further, but she didn't have to be told twice. She got up and left without saying another word to me.
I didn't feel a thing as she left. My heart was intact, and it was time to answer my dear friend's call.
"Hello, E," I said into the phone.
