Save Me(WITSEC #2)(17)
6
“I have to pee!” Isabelle shouted over the music.
Our DJ session, which was just us connecting Isabelle’s phone to the sound system, was a hit. A bunch of girls had started dancing in the backyard next to Ethan’s giant pool. Of course, once a bunch of girls started dancing, guys were quick to follow. Isabelle had pulled me into the crowd of gyrating bodies and that was where we’d stayed, having a blast drinking beer and dancing. It was then that I understood the hype behind Shayla’s desire to sneak out to these.
“Do you want me to go with you?” I shouted back. “It isn’t safe to go alone.”
She pointed to Ethan, who was standing with Colt, Creed, and a few of their friends by the kegs, watching over us as they talked. “Ethan!” she called out to him. He walked away from his friends without hesitation and met her as she squeezed out of the dancing crowd. He leaned his head close to listen to her, nodded, and wrapped his arm around her as they went inside.
I went back to dancing alone, not that it felt like it. There were so many bodies swaying around me. It was hot, but I didn’t care. I was buzzed from the alcohol and I was high on endorphins from the dancing.
Moving to the beat of the music, I lifted my arms in the air and closed my eyes. I let myself get lost in the moment. I was so relaxed, I didn’t jump when fingers brushed my spine before they trailed down and around to my hip. A body molded itself to my back side and matched the sway of my hips, followed by a second hand flattening on my stomach. I didn’t have to look to know it was Creed. I just knew. I recognized his touch—the feel of him against me. I leaned into him, pressing my back to his chest and hooking an arm around the back of his neck.
We danced, moving as one until another body pressed to my front. I had no doubt it was Colt. As soon as he pressed his pelvis to mine, I dropped my other arm and hooked it around his neck, locking the three of us together.
I slowly opened my eyes, finding Colt’s hooded. One of his hands went to my free hip while his other went to cup my face. The three of us were so close, bumping and grinding. The temperature in the room rose drastically. My entire body felt flushed. My skin tingled under their fingertips.
Colt’s eyes locked with mine. His face inched closer and closer, and when I couldn’t handle the anticipation any longer, I pulled him the rest of the way by the back of his neck. His lips touched mine, gently at first. I felt the vibration of his groan and he leaned into me, pushing my body firmly against Creed’s. My fingers dug into Creed’s neck as Colt claimed my mouth as if he were starved and couldn’t get enough of me.
I arched myself between them, needing more, wanting more. Creed’s fingers dug into me through the fabric of my dress and when I felt him harden, I gasped, breaking away from Colt’s mouth. I tilted my head back and to the side to look at Creed. His eyes were also hooded. I pulled his head down and pressed my lips to his. I parted my lips, intending to deepen our kiss, but he was already ready for me and his tongue dominated my own.
Just as quickly as our kiss had started, it ended. Creed abruptly pulled away. He locked eyes with Colt. “It’s time to go.”
I glanced at Colt and saw him nod. Colt grabbed my hand and we followed Creed through the house. I stumbled a few times and laughed each time at my clumsiness. When I stumbled down the driveway, Colt scooped me up in his arms. I let out a squeal before giggling and wrapping my arms around his neck. Creed glanced back at us with a questioning look.
“She keeps falling over,” Colt explained as he carried me.
“It’s so hot,” I whined. “Let’s go swimming when we get home.”
“You gonna go in your underwear this time?” Creed asked me with mirth in his eyes.
“I’m not wearing any underwear, but I bought a bathing suit,” I said.
Colt stopped walking and set me on my wobbly feet. “Are you being serious?”
“Yes, I bought a suit to wear to Keelan’s party tomorrow and this pretty white cover-up dress to wear over it.”
Colt frowned. “I meant about not wearing underwear.”
I just grinned and spun on my heels, intending to continue on to Creed’s truck. Spinning was a dumb thing to do. My heels wobbled out from under me and I was on my way to the ground again.
Colt caught me by my waist, saving me.
Creed cursed and knelt before me. “You need to take off these shoes, Shi.”
With Colt still holding onto me, I lifted one foot and touched the toe of my pump to Creed’s chest with a giggle.
He shook his head and got to work unfastening the strap. As he pulled my shoe off my foot, his eyes traveled up my leg, paused for only a breath when they met the end of my dress, then jumped up to meet mine with his brows high, as if surprised. “You really aren’t wearing any underwear.”
Colt groaned in my ear.
“Creed!” I yanked my bare foot from his grasp to put it on the ground.
“I didn’t think you were serious,” Creed said, chuckling. “I have to say, I’m liking this naughty side of you.”
“I’m not naughty,” I protested.
“You left the house without your panties, Shi. Sounds like you’ve made some naughty decisions today,” Creed teased.
Instead of getting flustered, my tipsy brain thought it would be a good idea to add fuel to the fire. “I left my bra at home, too. I guess I really am a naughty girl.”