Page 23 of Oblivion

I groaned as her tongue sought mine with increased demand. Possession came to life within me. She was mine, if only for a night. I’d make damn sure of it.

From thigh to throat, I played along her curves like they were my own private playland. So different from Sadie’s, and with the breakup still fresh in the back of my mind, grinding up on Penny almost seemed as if I was cheating right back.

My growl was lost to the music. I came here to escape Sadie, not bring her bullshit with me.

Trailing my fingertips up the smooth skin of Penny’s inner thigh, I pushed the boundaries by briefly tucking under the hem of her dress to where heat and liberation lay. The reward was immediate—her back arched seductively and made me want to bend her over, wrap her hair in my fist, and fuck the entire night away.

I promised Penny foreplay, and that’s exactly what I gave her under neon lights and thumping music.

Around us, those who weren’t drunk were high, and those who weren’t high were drunk. All of them were looking to get laid in one way or another by dawn.

Pittsy pushed his way into our tight circle and gave Doughboy a look over Lydia’s head. Doughboy smirked, accepting Pittsy’s raised-bow question. I’d seen them work the room together before. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d shared a woman, nor would it be the last if Lydia was down for double dick tonight.

With her sandwiched between my brothers, and Vivi drawing attention from guys that weren’t with us, I glanced across the sea of heads to where Forrest sat. I couldn’t see him, but I knew he’d be watching her every move, having already staked his claim over the raven-haired hottie. Forrest wasn’t one to share. Period.

As if on cue, my watch vibrated and I lifted my hand to read his message.

Forrest: Time for a change. Bring the girls.

I got Doughboy and Pittsy’s attention, and indicated for everyone to return to the table. With the girls firmly in hand, we pushed our way through the dance floor and arrived at the table thirsty, somewhat sweaty, and most definitely horny.

“What’s happening?” Vivi asked as Forrest pulled her onto his lap.

“Gonna check out another few clubs.”

“So, you’re ditching us?”

He paid special attention to her breasts. “No. You’re most definitely coming with us.”

“Okay. Move your asses, then,” Jenny yelled above the bass. “I’m getting thirsty already.”

I linked my fingers with Penny’s and tugged her close. “You and the girls wanna come hang with us?”

She looked to Vivi and Lydia, who both appeared happy with the situation, then bewitched me all over again with another dazzling smile.

“Definitely. I’m already counting down the minutes until later.” Her hand not-so-subtly dropped down my chest and brushed my dick.

I growled and pinched her chin between my forefinger and thumb, then dropped my mouth to hers. Even with the audience, she didn’t hold back from kissing me with reckless abandon. I was here to escape for a while, and within those moments of Penny’s tongue licking mine and her fingers clawing at my shirt, I got the impression she was doing the same.

Our kiss ended abruptly when I was jostled from the side. “Keep it in your pants, Lotus,” Jenny crowed. “We ain’t heading back early so you can change your tighty-whities.”

Hugging Penny to my chest, I laughed at Chen’s wide, drunk grin. “Trust me, I won’t be wasting anything prematurely, brother. And trust me when I say tighty-whities are much too small for what I’m packing.”

Chen’s face contorted and he failed to hide his laughter. “That’s not what I heard, Lote.”

I flipped him off while running my free hand through Penny’s hair. Her curves fitted against my angles with ease. Too effortlessly, much too perfectly.

When she looked up at me with those gorgeous baby blues, I fucking swear time halted. The music seemed a little quieter and the guys’ laughter seemed a little further away, all while her sweet taste still danced across my tongue.

I cupped her booty and squeezed, reveling in the pleasure it gifted my cock.

“C’mon, beautiful,” I murmured against her ear. “I’ll devour you later. I can’t fuckingwait.”

Nothing but pure, unadulterated desire lit her expression. “I can’t wait either.”

The nibbling bite on her lower lip had me groaning under my breath and cursing the hours until I got to peel her dress off and lose myself in this little honey.

CHAPTERTEN

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