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Someone steps in my line of sight, blocking her from view, and a growl leaves my lips. I’m just about to get up and knock the fucker away, when he moves.
Not bothering to tell the others I’m leaving, I get up and grab my beer to move closer. There’s a table at the edge of the dance floor that’s conveniently empty. I turn the chair around so it faces the dance floor and take a seat. There’s now only fifteen feet between us.
She’s wearing a black silky halter-type dress that hugs her tits, then turns loose and flows down the rest of her body. It stops midthigh, but with her arms raised, it barely covers her cunt. I have no doubt if she were to bend over, her ass would show. Her black sandals are high, and even in the dark, they sparkle from some type of glittery shit that’s all over them.
My eyes slowly rake down her body, taking in every inch of her. I’ve seen her completely bare, but never this close. Her naked body is a work of art, but seeing her this close, even clothed, is so much better.
When my gaze finally tracks back up to her face, my damn dick begs to be let loose. Her eyes are now open and she’s looking straight at me. She appears surprised, which makes me wonder if she remembers me from this morning on the street.
The shock is soon replaced with lust. Her tongue darts out to lick along her lips and her gaze turns hooded. My body responds to her blatant show of want. She doesn’t know me, but she still wants me from just a simple look.
She slowly lowers her arms, her nails dragging over the guy’s neck, then runs them down her sides. They skim along the outside of her tits, over his hands that are still on her hips, to the tops of her thighs. Her eyes stay connected with mine the whole time, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. The guy behind her pushes his hips forward, grinding into her ass. She bites her lip and presses herself back against him. When his lips land on the side of her neck, she tilts her head to the side, giving him better access.
My hand tightens around my beer.
Fuck me. This woman is a goddamn temptress and she knows just what to do to tempt my control.
I grab my dick and try in vain to make more room in my jeans. Her eyes widen when I move my hand away. I bring my beer to my lips and take a long pull. With a smirk, I sit back in my seat and enjoy the show.
ChapterFour
Emberleigh
I FOLLOW MY FRIEND JESSIKA OVER to a set of tables in the back of the club. I’ve been here a couple of times with her, but it’s been a year since my last visit. I know what to expect, but it still amazes me at the unashamed way people are practically having sex out in the open. It brings a blush to my cheeks and wetness to my panties. I never really knew how much of a turn-on it could be to watch other people making out and touching each other.
We pass by a couple sitting at a table. The guy has the girl leaning back over his arm with his face buried between her boobs. Her face is tipped back, mouth open, and she’s obviously enjoying herself.
When we reach the table Jessika was aiming for, there are two guys sitting there. One I know is Marcus, the guy she’s been seeing the last couple of months. The other guy I’ve never seen before, but I know he’s here for me.
Jessika called me last night just as I was getting into bed and begged me to come out with her. We’ve been friends since ninth grade and were always together. That changed eight years ago when my most shameful secret happened. A secret that not many people know about. A secret I both love and feel great amounts of guilt over.
It’s that secret that has me going home to my parents’ house most days of the week, and has prevented me from having a normal social life like most women my age have. Jessika understands and has been very supportive, but she also pushes me to get out more to meet new people. Or rather, in her own words, get my pussy wet.
It’s been months since I’ve done anything social, and with my parents away for the next week, I agreed. It wasn’t until we were walking up to Blackie’s that she told me Marcus’s friend Dean was going to be here too. I knew immediately what she’d done, but I held my tongue. The last time I had sex was a little over two years ago with a guy who was in my class. Maybe it is time I “get my pussy wet.”
Jessika walks straight to Marcus, drops to his lap, and plants a loud smack on his lips.
“Hey, lover,” she greets when she pulls back.
Marcus smiles and squeezes Jessika closer. “’Bout time you got here.”
She turns on his lap and offers both Dean and me a cheery smile.
“Emberleigh, this is Dean. Dean, Emberleigh is the friend I was telling you about.”
I shoot her a glare before turning to him. Dean gets up from his chair and offers me a hand. He’s cute. Short dark-blond hair, light blue eyes, olive complexion, several inches taller than me, a body he clearly works at keeping in shape, and a kind smile.
“Hi,” I greet, and place my hand in his.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He gestures with his hand to the seat beside his. “Can I get you a drink?”
I rarely drink, only a glass or two of wine when I’m at home, so I accept his offer. “A cranberry and vodka, please.”
He stops a waitress who’s passing by and orders my drink and a refill for his. A look across the table shows Jessika and Marcus swapping spit, so we don’t ask if they want anything.
After the waitress leaves, he turns back to me.
“Jessika’s s
