Page 34 of Picture Us

Their long fingers pulled Rose in, letting her clit just barely graze their strong, muscular thighs. If the music was any quieter, Rose was certain Drew would’ve heard her moan. Not wanting to give all her cards away, Rose turned around and put her ass against Drew’s center.

She let herself peek at Drew’s face just once. Their mouth hung open as they looked down at Rose’s plump ass. Drew looked hungry, like all they wanted was to pull up her dress and see what was hiding beneath it.

They brought their hands back to Rose’s hips, pulling her into their thrust. Their bodies moved in sync, Drew’s firm grip guiding Rose into place.

Her panties slickened with excitement from their touch. Rose let her head roll back onto Drew’s shoulder. They lowered their head, their mouth mere centimeters from Rose’s neck.

As her hips grinded against Drew’s, Rose felt her center craving more: begging to feel Drew’s hands, mouth, strap everywhere.

Rose whipped around, wanting to see their face while they moved together. She looked up at Drew’s hungry eyes, which were busy watching her body move against theirs. Rose smirked up at them, liking how it felt to make them need her.

Putting her hands around Drew’s neck, Rose let her body rock with Drew’s. Their strong hand stayed on her waist, pulling her closer as the beat carried on. Rose’s hands drifted up into Drew’s short hair, feeling the fade lightly prick her hands as she ran her fingers into the shaggy top.

As Drew’s leg pushed into Rose’s clit, her dress riding up her thighs, Rose felt her grip tighten in Drew’s hair.

“Fuck.” Drew moaned under their breath, their eyes rolling back.

Something about the primal noise leaving their lips made Rose need to be somehow nearer to Drew. She brought her head in closer, just centimeters from Drew’s soft, luscious lips. She couldn’t peel her eyes away from them for more than a second as she flicked her gaze up to Drew’s hazel eyes. But in this light, they were dark and mysterious, and Rose needed to know more.

She moved closer, pulling Drew’s head in to close the gap with a tight grip on their hair. Drew pressed their lips into Rose’s, their tongue teasing at hers.

Everything around them disappeared, the music silencing as their mouths met. Rose felt like she could feel Drew’s heartbeat sync with her own. Maybe it was just her throbbing clit.

As they began to slip their tongue into her mouth, Rose bit down on Drew’s lower lip, a light groan flowing from Drew’s throat into Rose’s.

But suddenly, everything came flooding back in. The booming music. The crowded dance floor. The heat of the bodies around them. Drew’s rude comments.

Rose pulled away, her heart still racing.

Opening their eyes, Drew froze. “You okay?”

“I should go home.” Before she waited for Drew to respond, Rose was pushing her way through the crowd. She couldn’t bring herself to turn around and see if Drew was following her, instead desperate for the humid breeze of the Hudson River.

She shoved her way to the exit, throwing the door open. A rush of sobering air smacked her in the face as she stepped outside. The music faded as the door swung closed behind her.They didn’t follow me.

Despite it being a hot night, anything would be cooler than the sauna that was Henrietta’s in the summer.

Rose caught her breath, trying to quiet her racing mind and pulsing center. It was a bad idea to get involved with them. She’d been unceremoniously dumped only a few days ago, and she should really take some time to be by herself. A pretentious ass like Drew who needed to be convinced of her value certainly wasn’t the best person to help her feel confident.

Drew was hercoworker. Fuck, Drew knew Shan! This was a terrible idea.

She shook her head as she ordered her car home. Tapping her foot against the cement, Rose tried to lean into the calm quiet of the empty street. But then the door behind her opened, the blaring music from inside spilling out onto the pavement.

Turning her head slightly, Rose swallowed the lump in her throat as Drew’s lanky figure approached. She grasped for something – anything – to talk about that wasn’t the kiss. “Let me send you my share of drinks.”

She looked down at her phone, opening Venmo.

Drew shook their head, a light chuckle escaping their lips. It was deep, almost a growl, and it sent a shiver straight down Rose’s body to her slick center. They pressed closer, towering over her now. “You can get the next round.”

Rose’s chest tightened as she looked up into Drew’s eyes, lighter under the streetlamps of Hudson Street.

With the exception of a few stragglers dipping into the bar, they were alone on the sidewalk.

Drew cleared their throat, steading their breathing. “So?”

It was clear that they wanted an answer, some sort of explanation for Rose’s sudden interest in them. But Rose couldn’t answer that question.

So instead, she nodded. “I’ll drop by tomorrow so we can select the final pics for the engagement shoot and start discussing how to set up the maternity shoot.”

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