Page 107 of Puck It!

My mind blows up with thoughts of what is coming next.

"Drinking, lots of it, a game of truth or dare, Amber dared Sully, me, and Dax to have a little fun." Jax laughs, trying to get his laugh tamed, but then Sully barks a laugh with his words, "Yeah, except, she regretted that shit."

"She told us that we were like fucking the devil and then left us all standing there with wet hard dicks." Sully laughs and my bottom jaw drops.

I can’t contain the laugh that snorts as I cover my face; Oh, this just got really interesting, I mean I thought they might have done things but, I’ve only allowed my mind to wander so far. Only letting it stay open in my books.

The guys continue their laughs and I look over at Jax, meeting his gaze, he shoots me a wink.

"Told you, you take me good." He jokes.

I giggle with my head shake, and I’ve had my share of memory lane, seeing Bree and Keri curling their fingers at me as they dance. I stand up, turning before I step between Jax’s legs and I bend down, sliding my hands over his shoulders.

I lean in, whispering against his cheek, "Don’t put images in my head, you don’t plan to fulfil."

And I stand holding my twisted smile, before I step back and walk away, feeling his eyes burning my dress from my back, or ass.

Meeting the girls, I fall into the feeling of the music, ignoring the intriguing mind swirling thoughts in my head.

I dance with the girls, it is natural for us to have our bodies touching places we long to be touched. And as Keri grinds against my thigh between her legs, I do the same to her, our bodies finding the same rhythm.

Brayden took Bree from us, that's fine, Keri and I always tend to have fun no matter. And as much as I am having fun tonight, I will miss her when she leaves tomorrow.

I do not regret leaving home, I do hate that she and I are no longer so close. She filled a void for me, and I feel that without her.

So, I enjoy our time, with our little conversations as we dance, our laughs, good ones too, heads going back and all.

But our bodies never stop moving to the music, and as much as you may want to deny it, the arousal that it brings is breathtaking; At least for dancers, like us.

My forearms hang over her shoulders, my hands dangling, as my hips sway, my ass jiggles, my shoulders roll, letting the music take over and consume my body, making it do what it wants. Feeling like I should be celebrating with Jax, I look over and meet his hungry gaze on me, longing to sit on that lap again.

He makes me so fucking horny. Like all I want to do is be wrapped up like a pretzel with him.

Jax

Fucking Dax and his big fucking mouth. But whatever, I’m not ashamed of what I’ve done. We were dumb, drunk, young, and willing. And dared.

I am not known to turn down a dare.

As I watch Macie dance, smashed against Keri. I can’t take my eyes off her and as the whiskey courses through my veins that have already been pumping at full speed, the more my eyes burn into her. Swirling my glass of whiskey, letting her dance her little heart out, I’m good watching tonight.

At least for now, until I can’t take it anymore.

They really get into it and my dick jumps in my pants watching Macie grind that perfect ass in between Keri’s legs, and Keri’s hand slides down Macie’s thigh, I swear if they got any closer, it would be one girl standing there.

Am I seeing shit; I blink my eyes, and nope, I confirm I am not seeing these two and how Macie throws her head back, those lips part; Fuck Angel.

You’re not being no angel right now, damn girl; This is some girls gone wild shit.

I should have expected these two to dance like this, I mean they danced like this on stage together. And as much as I try to ignore it, I can’t ignore the eyes of the guys on them.

Look at Keri all you want, but Macie, is mine. But it’s impossible to not look at them both, Fuck.

Macie looks over with her hooded, seductive eyes, meeting my eyes glued to her, and she flutters her eyes, and I can’t take it, I’m done.

I press the glass in my hand to my lips, drinking down what is left of my whiskey in one swallow before setting the glass down, and I make my way to them.

Planning to steal my girl for the rest of the night, and to make sure that pussy’s wet; I want those lips dripping by the time we get home.

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