Page 454 of Rock Me All Night
The party isin full swing when we arrive. Kara practically bounces over to us. Hard to tell what her legs are doing under her royal blue dress. She always looks picture perfect, but today she's especially glowing and glamorous.
"I can't believe it, but I actually missed you two." Kara smiles.
She pulls Tom into a hug before he can escape. He grimaces. Slowly, he accepts the hug. Pete doesn't take it much better.
Kara turns to me. "How are you doing, Willow?"
"Good. Except for the jet lag," I say.
She takes a long look at me. "Hmm. Yes. I bet it was the flight keeping you up late." Her gaze goes to Tom. "Not anything else."
Tom shrugswho me?
Kara nodsyes, you. She shakes her head in a teasing way.
"Congrats on your degree," Pete says. "We got you something—"
Tom cuts in, handing her a blue gift bag stuffed with yellow paper. "You'll like it."
"Aw, thanks guys. It's even in my school colors." Her expression fills with affection. "You didn't have to do that."
"We did." Tom winks. "Drew can thank us later."
Kara blushes. "Oh, lord. Tell me it's not inappropriate."
Tom feigns innocence.
Kara peeks inside the bag. Her cheeks turn red. She pulls the gift from the bag, showing off a naughty teacher lingerie set.
"Don't worry. We got Meg one too. Had to special order a doctor outfit. It's all naughty nurses." Tom folds his arms with outraged. "Can you believe the sexism?"
Kara throws him some serious side eye. She points to a table stocked with food and drinks. "Be a gentleman for once in your life, Tom, and pour my girl Willow a drink."
Tom stays put.
Kara puts her arms on her hips. "Go." She nods to Pete. "You too."
The boys do as they are told. Tom motions for me to follow. I take my time filling a plate with snacks. There's a lot of food here. Fruit, veggies, chips, cakes and cookies, a platter of sushi. I fill up on avocado rolls and watermelon.
Tom's hand brushes against mine. It sends a jolt of electricity straight to my core. My body wakes up with all kinds of demands about where and how it wants him.
"You want a drink?" He holds up a bottle of tequila. "There's only tequila, but the way Kara and Meg moan over their grapefruit and tequilas, you'd think that was the drink called a screaming orgasm."
"No, I'm okay."
"You sure?"
I nod.
He sets the bottle down. "Then I'll hold off."
"You don't have to stay sober for me."
"I know." He runs his fingertips over my lower back as he leans in to whisper. "I have better uses for my mouth."
Oh my.
"Guessing I can't talk you into sneaking upstairs." His fingers brush my ass, over my dress. "You're not wearing panties, are you?"
