"That didn’t take long." She says in that bratty little tone she has but it only makes me want her more; I love her bratty shit.
She steps away from Keri, straddling my thigh and there is no need to put my hand down there, I can feel the heat, the wetness soaking through my pants.
She smiles looking up as she fists my shirt, pulling me down to her and I wrap my arm around her and pull her into me as she whispers against my cheek, "You’re a bad boy."
"You know I don’t turn down dares."
"What if I dared you?"
Oh, lord help me; The fire catches a blaze inside me, knowing she can feel my raging hard cock hitting her stomach. I pull my head from hers and search her eyes before she shoots me a wink; this girl is going to be the cause of my death, fuck I’m addicted.
"We’ll talk about it, not now, I’m not ready to share what’s mine."
"Yours?" She asks in her teasing question causing me to growl, "Yes, mine."
I lean in, "Be sure to remember that." I bite her neck, dragging her skin between my teeth as my hand slides between her legs and because I live up to my promises; I make sure my pussy is wet.
Sliding between her wet lips, ready to ruin this little pussy, my fingers find their way inside her and I work my fingers against her walls.
Not giving a fuck about anything or anyone around us, my Angel my only goal to rip an orgasm from her right here and now; I do try to be discreet, it’s dark in here, and everyone’s fucking drunk.
"Jax" she whimpers as her forehead falls to my chest.
"I want you wetter" I curl my fingers inside her and work against her walls in a flutter, hitting that spot I know will get her going and she squeezes around my fingers as her moan starts to get louder, "Fuck yes Jax."
She gives me what I want, coating my fingers perfectly as her come runs down my hand, and I take my hand from her legs and press my fingers to her lips; She doesn’t hesitate.
She wraps her lips around my fingers holding her gaze on me, she hasn’t stopped working those little hips to the music and I come in my pants, almost; Fuck she is dangerous.
I join her tongue around my finger, before I pull my hand away and devour her lips, tasting her sweetness on her lips, makes me hungry. So, fucking hungry.
Macie
A night of dancing, with my girls, and Jax, and well who ever decided to dance with us.
The heat floods my veins heavily as we walk back home, all of us feeling a little heated. The laughs, the dumb bull shit of drunk people walking is in full swing. Bree, poor thing is slung over Brayden’s shoulder, the reason we are on our way home.
Unfortunately, Bree didn’t listen to my warning of the encouragement from the guys and their drinking. For one, they can drink twice the amount I can, before they feel what I feel. So, I learned their games.
Keri and I are on our feet, we have been all night dancing, but we are most definitely locked arms, supporting each other as I have my arm looped through Jax’s; I might be seeing a little fuzz in my vision.
I may be drunk, but I am aware of the memories I’ve made tonight, the memories I never thought I would get to make. And knowing that it has only been a short bit that Jax and I have been dating, but that love that I finally admitted to myself, gets stronger.
And as I look up to him, the smile he carries as he talks to Dax and Sully beside him with their laughs, I know I’ve been around them, but not like this, I didn’t do the clubs, and all that, well because for one, I wasn’t old enough.
And for two, why would I? I am Koda’s little sister, who by the way, is about two steps away from eating the pavement; Bro had a good night.
The walk is not long, luckily everyone’s body parts stayed intact, all accounted for, and all squared away, I go up to my room and check my phone since I left it at home tonight.
Seeing a text from Kenny, half causing me to worry, so of course I open it immediately.
Meet me for lunch tomorrow, noon, at the café, bring Jax. I have a proposition for you.
My heart twists as I swallow hard; What is he cooking up.
Proposition
Macie