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I reluctantly hold my shot glass up with theirs. They all smile. “That’s my girl!” We down the second round of shots, followed quickly thereafter by our margaritas.
Angelina grabs my hand. “Let’s dance.”
We dance for over two hours, taking breaks here and there for drinks. We’re having a great time. There are a lot of men surrounding our group trying jump in, but we pay them no attention. We’re doing our own thing tonight.
I offer to go buy the next round. I head to the bar and order four more margaritas.
The bartender brings me the drinks and I go to hand her my credit card. A big hand grabs mine from behind and I hear him say, “I’ve got it.” He attempts to hand the bartender his card instead.
I shake my head. “No thanks,I’vegot it.” I give her my card and she leaves to run it through.
The man chuckles. I turn around and look up and up until I’m met with big blue eyes. I see him smiling. “Wow, you and your friends are really putting out thefuck offvibe tonight.”
I laugh. “Yea, we’re just here letting off some steam. Not looking for extra company.” He smiles again. He’s really attractive. He’s very tall, with wavy blonde hair, and a square chin with a dimple.
“I don’t think those guys got the memo.” He points his thumb to my friends. There’s a circle of at least ten guys around them. “You and your friends haven’t let them in for one dance, and yet they just stand there waiting like puppy dogs.”
I laugh. “That’s life in the big city.”
“More like the life of beautiful women in the big city. One in particular.”
We’re uncomfortably silent for a moment. “Like I said, we’re just here to have a bit of fun together. We’ve all got some things going on and we’re looking to have a rare good time with close friends.”
His face gets serious for a moment. “What do you have going on that you can’t have a good time? You should always make time for a little fun.”
“Nothing I’m interested in discussing. Nice to meet you. I’m going to head back to my friends.” I go to grab the drinks sitting on the bar, but he stops me.
“We didn’t really meet. I don’t know your name. You don’t know mine.” We stare at each other for a few moments. He’s really cute. If I actually had time in my life to date, I’d be into this guy, but I don’t. “I’m Brody by the way.”
I grab the drinks and wave with an open finger. “Bye Brody.” I walk away and head back to my friends to give them their margaritas.
We’re back dancing in our own world when I feel big hands on my shoulders and hot breath on my ear. “You forgot something.” I turn around and Brody is holding up my credit card. Whoops. I must have left it at the bar. I go to grab it, but he pulls it away. “One dance. I’ll give it back to you if you dance with me for one song.”
I roll my eyes. “Fine. One song.” One dance with a hot guy won’t kill me. I promised that to Reagan anyway.
A slow sensual song starts playing. Figures. I go to put my hands on his shoulders but he grabs my shoulders and turns me around. He wraps his arms around me and pulls my back to his chest. My hips to his. My backside to his front.
He starts moving us in rhythm together, swaying to the slow beat of the music. We stay like that for a while. He starts moving his hands up and down my hips, and runs his lips along my neck. I close my eyes. God this feels good. He feels good.
Before I know it, three songs have gone by and we haven’t moved from this position. He whispers in my ear. “Come home with me.”
That breaks my momentary trance. I turn around and put my hands on my hips. “You’ve got the wrong girl, buddy.” I hold out my hand for the card. He gives it to me.
I turn to leave, but he puts his hand on the small of my back and pulls me close to him, locking his eyes with mine. He’s silent for a moment, doing nothing but staring at me.
He takes his other hand and gently runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “You’re so incredibly beautiful.” He bends down and takes my bottom lip into his mouth and slowly sucks it. I close my eyes and moan at the sensation. I can feel it in my whole body. I have a strong ache forming between my legs.
I have no idea what comes over me. Maybe it’s the alcohol. Maybe it’s the emotions of the past month. Maybe it’s the fact that I know I’ll be buried in my studies in a few days. Maybe it’s the insanely hot guy sucking on my lip. Maybe it’s my pledge to do something that just feels good tonight. Whatever it is, I grab his hand and lead him into the stairwell.
We walk up two flights of stairs in silence to the roof. There are several large, wide columns up on the roof affording some privacy from the outside world.
I push him against the wall of one of the columns, grab his face, and crash my lips to his. Our mouths immediately open. Our tongues relentlessly exploring one another. The kiss is passionate and warm, yet his lips are soft and tender.
He grabs my waist and pulls me close. I run my fingers up through his hair, grabbing it by the handful. He turns us so that my back is now to the wall, and pushes himself against me. I can feel his massive erection on my stomach.
He slowly moves his hands up my body and grabs my breasts. Even though he has big hands, they’re still not big enough to fit around my breasts. He yanks my dress and bra down so that my breasts pop out.
He pulls away from my lips and looks down, slowly running his fingertips around my chest, and brushing his thumbs across my nipples. They harden immediately. “You have the most perfect body I’ve ever seen.”
