Page 99 of Make You Love Me

Looking back over to the girls, I notice a guy has moved in on Emerson. Frankie and Lottie dance with each other. Em tries to smile and keep distance between her and the stranger. I see Nox watching them intently, gripping the railing that separates us from the dance floor. When the guy takes Emerson’s hand and spins her around, she smiles until he pulls her flush to him moving his hips into hers. Nox jumps over the railing, heading their way before Lucian and Ford even know what’s going on. I go after him before he does something stupid.

Before I even get there, the guy is gone. Nox and Emerson are talking in hushed tones as Frankie and Lottie look at me likeWhat the fuck.

Emerson storms off, followed by a pissed-off Nox, as her concerned brother joins us asking what the hell happened.

To my surprise, Lottie chimes in… more perceptive about the situation than I realized she was. “A random dude came up dancing on Emerson. Nox must have seen the guy was really drunk so he told him to get lost, but Emerson was annoyed saying she can take care of herself.”

“Sounds like her,” Lucian says, seemingly satisfied with that explanation. “You think I should go make sure she’s good?”

“I’m sure Nox caught up to her. She’s probably telling him how she’ll show him who the boss is next week at the gym.” I say and we all laugh.

Nox has been giving Emerson one-on-one training lately. Since they’re both lefties, everyone thought he would be the perfect fit to teach her. I think it's pretty obvious there’s a lot more going on than training, even if they’re trying to deny it.

Snow and a couple guys I don’t recognize spot us and head our way. His first official fight is next month, so tonight he was just a spectator.

Lottie goes over to give her friend a hug. We’ve come a long way in the last couple of months, and I think our mutual respect for each other is growing into a sort-of friendship. I still watch closely. Not because of Snow, but the big guy beside him. I see him eating up Lottie’s ass with his eyes. Something my jealous mind has to get used to because she has a great ass. But the minute he touches her arm to get her attention, I’m walking over there.

Snow taps him on the chest to stop him as I quickly approach. “This is one of my best friends, Lottie, and her boyfriend’s that big motherfucker heading your way.”

“What’s up Snow?” I say, wrapping my arms around Lottie from behind as I glare at the newcomer.

“My bad,” the guy speaks up. “Your girl is beautiful, you can’t blame me for looking. I didn’t know she had a boyfriend.”

“Now you do,” I say bluntly as Lottie squeezes my arm wrapped around her, silently telling me to chill.

My mind battles within itself. Even the jealous fucker I am is confident enough in my relationship that a part of me likes Lottie hearing what this guy just said.

For a long time when I first met her, she didn’t realize she was so fucking perfect. In her mind, because she was curvier than most girls her age, she wasn’t desirable enough. She finally sees the falsehood behind the lie that had been fed to her most of her life.

Not only are her curves what most men want, but she’s also always the most beautiful girl in the room. I’m the lucky fucker who gets to call her mine and know just how pretty her heart and her pussy are too.

Wiggling out of my hold she grabs my hand, “Let’s dance Baby… see you later Corbin!”

I know she’s just trying to distract me, but I don’t mind, I’ve been wanting to have her to myself.

At first, she shimmies and shakes, dancing around me to some techno dance music. I take her in… the sound of her laugh as she teases me, her long brown hair in a high ponytail leaving her exposed back on perfect display, the way her eyes shine at me. There is no better feeling than knowing she loves me.

The song changes to “Love Nwantiti” by Ckay, the perfect beat to feel her body on mine. I pull Lottie to me, and without hesitation, she starts rocking her hips back and forth against me. So in tune with each other and the beat of the song as we dance. Holding on to her hips and grinding into her as she continues to sway her ass against me. She reaches back, grabs the back of my neck, and pulls me down to her. I lick the exposed part of her collarbone up to her ear.

“I can’t wait to feel this ass bounce back on my dick when I get you back to that hotel room. Do you feel how hard you have me right now?” I huskily whisper into her ear.

She moans and turns to face me, still grinding into me. “I’m so wet for you,” she says, going up on her toes to kiss me. The kiss immediately turns to licking, sucking, moaning… needy.I need her.

“I’m past want, I NEED you, Babygirl.” Instead of responding, she grabs my hand and starts to pull me off the dance floor, calling out to our friends that we are leaving… they all laugh at us.

“Wrap it up,” Ford calls out.

Fuck that. Thank God for trust and birth control.

Walking the two blocks to our hotel, Lottie says, “My first New Year's sex and my first hotel sex all in one.”

“I’m the proud owner of all those firsts and I plan to continue to be.”

She squeezes my hand. “I can’t help but selfishly want more of your firsts too.”

“Baby you may not be my first, but you are the only one that’s ever mattered to me.” I know she knows this but I’m sure it's not easy knowing I gave a lot of my firsts away to meaningless people either. “There is one fantasy I never had until you and it's something I’ve never done before.”

“Really, what…a threesome?” she asks nonchalantly as she continues to walk down the sidewalk.

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