Page 85 of It's Complicated

I took it and put it on the floor with mine as he jumped up.

“You call these moves mid?” He sort of shuffled back and forth, swinging his hips and raising his arms like he was holding a newspaper over his head to protect it from the rain.

I rolled my lips inward to cover my grin.

“And these?” He dropped his arms and switched to doing what looked like a cross between line dancing and the hustle.

I covered my mouth with my hands, but not before an embarrassingly loud snort escaped.

“And for the pièce de résistance, feast your eyes on this.” He spun around and stuck his ass out, shaking it in the worst attempt at twerking I’d ever seen.

“Oh my god, stop,” I managed to curb my laughter and put my hands over my heart dramatically. “I can’t handle all the talent and hotness.”

He stopped trying to twerk and flipped to shaking his ass back and forth, moving his whole body in ridiculous waves. “Are you overcome with lust yet? I bet it’s taking everything you have to not jump me because of all the sexy I’m serving.”

Swinging my legs over the side of the couch, I slapped his ass with a resoundingsmack. “Totally getting overwhelmed with something,” I deadpanned.

“Admit it. You’re so seduced right now you can’t even keep your hands to yourself.” He tossed me a wink over his shoulder and kept on dancing, going back to his version of twerking.

Unable to hold it in any longer, I burst out laughing.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“You call this ridiculous?” He turned around so he was facing me again and sort of shimmied, shaking his arms and his chest.

“You look like King Kong if he got ahold of some weed brownies before a concert.”

“That’s an interesting way of saying I’m so hot you bow down to my amazing dance moves,” he quipped.

“You caught me.” I stood and closed the distance between us. “I just can’t help it.” I grabbed his hips and tugged him against me. “You’re too sexy.”

“Told ya.” He stopped dancing. “What are you going to do with me now that you’re so overwhelmed by my sexiness?”

Instead of answering, I kissed him, holding his chin with one hand and moving his face exactly where I wanted it.

He sighed against my lips and wrapped his arms around my waist, letting me keep control as I ravaged his mouth with deep, drugging kisses.

Sliding my other hand from his hip, I gripped his ass and squeezed hard.

His answering groan was low and deep, more of a rumble than an actual groan.

“That’s a good start,” he whispered against my lips when I had to break the kiss to pull in a breath.

I’d never understood how people could forget to breathe while kissing someone until Isaac. It was like my higher brain function shut down when he touched me, and even my lizard brain was too distracted by all the good feels to remember that we needed oxygen to live.

“How’s this?” I murmured, using my hand on his chin to tip his head back so I could press a kiss against his throat.

“Also a good start.” He tilted his head to the side and slid his hands under the back of my shirt.

Rubbing my lips and stubble against the sensitive skin of his throat, I dropped a trail of nibbling kisses down the column of his neck, then soothed the path my lips had taken with a long swipe of my tongue.

“Jesus, Jamie.” Isaac yanked me against him and ground our hard dicks together. “That feels fucking amazing.”

“How does this feel?” I squeezed his ass with one hand and slid the other down his body to cup his cock.

“So good.” He pressed against my hand. “Remind me to use my dance moves to seduce you more often.”

I huffed out a soft laugh and gripped his cock through his pants. “Not sure I’ll survive another dance seduction.” I gave him a few hard strokes, knowing they’d be nothing more than a tease with his sweats in the way.

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