AllFreeNovel
Share Us
What?
She didn’t mean…
Everyone around me clapped and whistled as all seven guys appeared on deck in the same uniform of tight navy shorts, red button-down shirts, and Santa hats.
They lined up in a v formation, with Charlie at the front.
Suddenly, he looked up and began to move to the beat, the others following suit.
Charlie had incredible dance moves. His body undulated in perfect rhythm with the song, his hips twisting and grinding. It was so damn sensuous all I could imagine was him, well, actually fucking.
“Jared, baby, take it all off!” Aiden yelled out.
Jared winked at him and then blew a kiss to Alex, who looked as stunned by this surprise as I was.
“I got your tip right here, Drew!” Rowan announced and pointed to his mouth.
Andrew whipped off his shirt and threw it to his husband, who caught it and held it up to his face.
Max leaned into me. “This has got to be Dylan’s most memorable performance. Ever.”
I turned my head to find Max with his phone held up, recording the dance.
Someone yelled out Charlie’s name and I turned my attention back to the dancers.
Then all the shirts came off. The show was really getting started.
Charlie peeled his off slowly, one shoulder, then the next. All the while he was singing the song and giving me, us, that dimpled grin and a flirty wink.
When he finally removed the shirt, he didn’t toss it in my direction. And truthfully, I was kind of disappointed.
Instead, the shirt landed at Max’s feet. Max picked it up and waved it in the air like a prize.
The shorts came next, until the only thing the guys were left wearing were tiny red speedos covered in candy canes.
And their Santa hats, of course.
The shouts and hollers around me grew louder as the guys continued to move their bodies to the sexy music. Charlie turned around and shook his round arse, the cheeks bouncing and flexing with every beat.
If this didn’t confirm that I was an arse man, nothing would.
My cock grew painfully thick and heavy in my shorts, and I hoped that no one noticed, or the entire group would find out exactly how I felt about Charlie.
Finally, the guys lined up and one at a time, threw their hats at us.
This time, Charlie aimed right at me, and I caught the fuzzy cap in shaky hands, holding it tightly to my chest. I’m sure my mouth was hanging open and my face was bright red, but I didn’t care at that moment.
Having all of Charlie’s attention on me was heady.
When the last hat was thrown, Charlie motioned for everyone on the deck to join in on the dancing. I would’ve sat it out, but Max urged me to get up, and even George got into the party spirit, taking Rafe in his arms.
All the couples, and throuple, matched up and I found myself standing in front of Charlie, my heart racing out of control.
“Dance with me?” he asked.
Instead of shying away like I normally would, I took hold of his waist and pulled him in tight.
We didn’t dance so much as grind our hips together and stare into each other’s eyes. Like we were the only two people out here.
