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“And your friend is—?”
I glance at the other guy, who Chloe is now climbing like a tree, her arms wrapped around his neck as she grinds against one of his thick thighs.
“What was that?” Kent asks as I turn back.
I open my mouth and then close it again. It’s useless trying to talk. The music is almost deafening. The song rolls into another, eliciting an excited cheer from the crowd of dancers. I’m swept along and thrown up against Kent’s hard body as the crowd swells and everyone’s dancing notches up a level.
His hands slide down my sides, gripping onto my hips as I roll them in a figure of eight to the music. He pulls me closer to him so we’re moving together, heat from our bodies mingling as a bead of sweat runs down between my breasts.
Kent’s hands flex on my hips. “You’re real fucking sexy, Maddy,” he murmurs in my ear, pulling me closer.
Chloe is smiling at me from her position in the guy’s arms. His lips are on her neck, and she giggles at something he says, then turns and pulls his lips to hers for a kiss.
Kent spins me in his arms and gives me a sexy smile, his gaze dropping to my lips. I spin back around before he can kiss me, and he chuckles in my ear as he grasps my hips and pulls me back against his chest.
“You like to tease, baby?”
My lack of answer only feeds his interest, and he grinds his erection against my ass cheeks, his mouth dropping to my neck and kissing it.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I close my eyes briefly. Kent’s lips are the right mix of soft and urgent against my skin. But it’s not them that have my senses heightened like I’m in a glass box being watched.
I open my eyes, searching the packed dance floor.
Kent chuckles in my ear. “Fuck, baby. You can move. I’d like to see what else you can do with these hips.” He squeezes them, curling his fingers forward so they stretch closer to the inner crease of my thighs.
“You want to come back to my place and show me?” he groans at the exact same time I lock eyes with two green flames across the room, looking like they’re about to rain hell on earth.
Chapter 25
Logan
Istareatafamiliar pair of curvy hips swaying on the dance floor in a green dress. My blood heats, reaching boiling point as a pair of hands slide over them, grasping them tight and pulling them backward.
“Fucker,” I hiss as the guy slides his hands forward, his fingers grazing over the sides of where her pussy is beneath the fabric. A pussy that clenched around me more times than I can count.
I’m unable to tear my eyes away as the guy leans down and whispers something in Maddy’s ear. She shivers and then looks up straight into my eyes like she knew I was here the entire time.
I’m already standing, my feet carrying me over to them like a damn missile as the fucker parts his lips above her shoulder, dipping down to kiss her skin.
“Party’s over, dickwad.”
He pauses as my shout attracts the attention of the dancers around us.
“What?”
“You heard me, cockwaffle. Take a hike.”
The stupid fucker has the audacity to look at me like I’m the prick. When he’s the one whose mouth is still parted and hovering far too close to Maddy’s neck.
“If you want to keep your tongue, you’ll get it the fuck back in your mouth!”
I grab Maddy by the wrist, pulling her behind me and squaring up to him.
He looks past me at Maddy. “You know this asshole?”
I flick the back of my fingers against his chest. “My face is here, wankhammer. Don’t look at her.”
I don’t know why all my old college-era insults are re-surfacing. But something about this guy is making me lose any kind of fucking decorum.
