Wanting Winter(28)

“Why don’t we see what happens? Candice and I have only kissed the odd time, so if it happens it happens,” Winter says, shrugging.

I walk towards her pulling her into me, and she looks up at me. This beautiful, amazing girl looks at me like I can do no wrong. “I think it would be kind of hot if you two kissed,” I say.

“Really?” Candice asks in shock.

“Yeah, let’s just have fun tonight and if you two kiss, you do, if you don’t, you don’t.”

But I will make sure you do, I think to myself.





Winter


We have been here for an hour. Trent has ensured we all have new drinks as soon as our glasses or bottles are empty. I feel a little tipsy, but with Trent kissing me every chance he’s had, kissing my neck, sliding his fingers along my legs and thighs, my whole body is screaming for him.

Dancing DJ’s ‘Fading Like A Flower’ comes on, and Candice takes my hand, guiding me to the dance floor. We start moving our bodies to the beat. I love my oldies music but some of the remixes are really catchy. Shaking my hips, at times waving my hands in the air, I smile, feeling so happy. My earlier mood gone, I still want Trent to fuck me, but right now all I want to do is dance.

Trent and Drake soon join us, and we all jump around, laughing and giggling. I look to Drake who looks a little scared, he is hardly moving, so I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, shaking my hips, and making him follow my lead.

I turn to face Trent and he is watching me. Candice must notice because she then wraps her arms around him and he looks at me with a scared look and I just smile at him, giving him a ‘have fun’ look and face Drake once again.

I start singing along to the words, moving my head side to side, and Drake laughs, soon loosening up.

Narcotic Thrust plays ‘I Like It’ next. I move my body a little slower, guiding Drake’s hands to my waist. His eyes go a little wide but again he follows my movements. I move myself in closer, singing along to the words, smiling. I look over to Trent and Candice and they are dancing together, talking. I’m happy that they are getting along, even though I’m sure the alcohol has helped.

Trent looks my way and I blow him a kiss.

He looks a little unsure of himself: Candice can be a little full on, but she is dancing just like I am. She looks my way and gives me a little wave and I do the same.

“Let’s do a sexy dance-off,” she yells over, bringing Trent towards us.

“A what?” Drake asks confused.

“She wants to see which of us can do more of a sexy dance,” I explain.

“You are going to dance all sexy on me?” he says quietly.

I smile at him. “You’re not scared of me, are you?” I tease him. He shakes his head.

“You are on. Ask for a song,” I tell her. She bounces up and down, before running over to the DJ booth.

“You can’t really want to do this; why don’t I be your partner?” Trent asks, coming over.

“That wouldn’t be fair: we are seeing each other, of course, we would win. This way its fair.” I explain to him, alcohol making my head all light.

“The song should be on next,” Candice says, coming back over. “I asked the bartenders to be the judges.” She claps her hands in glee.

“You know I will beat your ass,” I tease her.

“Well, I hope your boyfriend can handle my moves.” She smiles wickedly, and I laugh.

“Bring it on,” I giggle.

“Drake I hope you’re ready to get your mind blown,” I tell him, and he looks a little scared.

Nine Inch Nails, ‘Closer’, comes on and I drag Drake to the middle of the dancefloor. I put his hands to my hips, and I start to slowly move them to the beat, my back to his front. When the music starts to kick in, I move my ass against him, my arms going around his neck.

I feel hands digging into me a little, and I smile. It seems like he isn’t as shy as he seems.

I keep moving my hips before turning so that I’m facing him. I look at his eyes as I start to slowly bend down, my hands going down his chest to the tops of his pants. I slowly stand back up again, gently moving his leg so it's between mine, before beginning to grind my body front and back. I put my hands in my hair, pulling it a little. I close my eyes, gliding my hands down my body, to my breasts. I step back, putting my hands on his chest. I start walking, making him walk back until his body hits the railing. I turn my back on him again, my ass against his crotch, and I bend forward until my hands touch the floor and slowly get back up, moving my hair to one side of my shoulder, exposing my neck.

Rubbing my ass against him, I start to feel his erection and my eyes pop open at the idea that he is turned on by this. I turn my head so I’m facing him, and his eyes are glued to me, watching every movement I make.

His eyes become dark.

His breathing becomes faster.

I face him, swaying to the beat, my fingers in my hair. His eyes connect with mine and I am sure my breathing has picked up also. I lift one of my legs wrapping it around his waist, making him press into me further, and I take his hands moving them to my waist.

“Hold onto me,” I whisper.

I dip myself back; I can feel my dress riding up by this movement. He slowly helps me back up, bringing our bodies flush together so we are chest to chest. We don’t move. We just stand there looking at one another when the song ends. I am brought back to reality when I hear clapping and whistles. I see a crowd has circled us, watching our little dance off.