Co-Ed(40)

She burst out laughing. “I guess I’ll just start calling you JT?”

“Or White Usher.” I winked.

Finn grabbed her one hand and dragged it south on his chest then stared me down like it was about to get real.

We’d done that before.

Played that game.

Made the crowd go wild.

Eh, why the hell not?

Magic Mike auditions, here we come.

Literally.

Though Finn never advertised it, he was with the stage show during the summer, and I was more than happy to make fun of him every chance I got.

Finn dropped to his knees behind her then twisted his body and pulled her into his arms when I shoved her away and started dancing. Finn ran his hands down her hips as she faced me, while I walked my hands down her front. Her eyes went wide with shock. We were in front and back, a bit indecent, yeah, but making the crowd lose their minds? Absolutely.

Plus, Shawn knew how to move her body. She was on me in seconds while Finn was behind her moving her hips with his hands. I grabbed her left leg, my fingers digging in to her thigh. Her lips parted as I grabbed her other thigh and wrapped them both around my waist as I ground against her. She lay back against Finn as I spread her legs wide and bent down, slowly kissing the inside of her right thigh then her left. Her eyes fluttered closed as her lips parted. People screamed around us. All I saw was her look of ecstasy as I moved my head to her left thigh, a few inches higher, and swirled my tongue against her bare skin. With a bite, I inched higher until I could see bare ass cheek, and I squeezed with my hands in time to the music pulsing through the building.

I pulled her off Finn and into my arms, her legs still wrapped around me as I ground against her again. Then Finn was reaching around me, tugging her to her feet and picking her up, wrapping her legs around him as if we were each getting a turn, when I knew, once this night was over, that mouth was mine.

She let out a little laugh in Finn’s arms, like it was fun. But in mine? In mine, she sighed; in mine, I could feel the heaviness of her gaze. He ducked his head toward her neck and kissed down to her collarbone. I clenched my fists and almost yanked her off him and punched him in the dick. He winked at me over her head.

I needed new friends who had no game.

Immediately.

With one more kiss where he made sure to make fucking eye contact with me over her shoulder, he set her on her feet, turned her toward me, and ran his hands in a silhouette fashion down her body until he was on his knees behind her, his hands on her hips. He twisted them, causing her to do a little bit of a salsa-shimmy facing me. I leaned forward and pressed a finger to her chin, then reached around her and dipped her backward. My mouth was on hers before Finn could get braver and push me further. The music ended, people went wild, but all I cared about, all I noticed, was the fact that when the music was gone. She was in my arms, not his.

Her breasts pressed against my chest as I pulled her into my embrace and kissed her harder, tasting the whiskey on her breath and the sweet mint she’d sucked earlier the way I wanted her to suck me.

We broke apart when a new song started. Our eyes locked.

Finn wrapped an arm around each of us. “That was fun.”

Shawn clung to me as if she was having trouble using her legs. By the time we made it off the dance floor, women were throwing themselves at Finn like he had the cure for lack of orgasms. He grabbed numbers, bras, and one pair of panties that he threw back into the crowd.

Leo was sipping his drink at the bar, clapping. “Well done. I saw a girl pass out the minute you kissed Shawn’s thigh. I think it was death by dancing orgasm. Either that, or she just got too hot.”

Shawn grabbed the drink from his hand and downed it.

“That good or that bad?” Leo asked, crossing his arms.

She swayed a bit, pressed her hands to her temples, and swung around so fast I stumbled backward.

Her mouth claimed mine before I could protest.

I was perfectly sober.

Yet she was somehow making me drunk.

Leo and Finn could have burned the place down, and I wouldn’t have known. All I knew was that she’d jumped into my arms and hooked her legs around me. I could feel her heat. I could feel every pulse of her blood roaring for more, and I was more than happy to give it to her.

I pulled back just in time to eye Leo. “Make sure her friend makes it home safe…” I made a get over here ASAP with my fingers then grabbed Shawn’s hand and drug her out of there.

I had driven my car since I knew I would the sober one.

I all but shoved her inside, buckled her up, and was speeding back to the dorms without even asking if she wanted to go.

Because she made me want to ravish her in the best way possible. Every time we stopped at a light, she ran her fingers along my thigh like she was reliving the dance. I finally just grabbed her hand so she’d stop the torture. Everything was fine. We were about two miles from campus when she started slowly rubbing her thumb across our joined hands.

It was simple.

Tender.

This was not normal hand holding.

I nearly ran through the next stop sign because I glanced at her. I slammed the brakes hard. “Shit.” I hit the steering wheel with my free hand. “Sorry, it snuck up on me.”

Shawn squeezed my hand harder. “The stop sign? Or the lack of traffic.”

I smirked and stared straight ahead. “You’ll pay for that.”