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by Cassie Alexandra

“I’m sure you will,” he said, putting his hands around her hips.

  She gave him a sexy laugh.

  I suddenly felt like a third wheel. I backed away from the dance floor and then took off toward the bar. When I saw Trevor and Jenna waiting in line for a drink, I stopped dead in my tracks.

  Dammit.

  They were so beautiful together. Both blond and dazzling under the strobe lights.

  Trevor had taken his hair out of the ponytail, and his jacket and tie were gone. He reminded me of a sexy rock star standing there, with his super-model girlfriend on his arm. I suddenly felt very dowdy, in my black dress. Jenna was also wearing a black dress, but hers emphasized her breasts while mine were drowning in fabric.

  “Oh, hey,” she said, noticing me. She slipped her arms through Trevor’s and grinned. “Hope you don’t mind that we followed you over here?”

  “That’s okay,” I said, minding very much. I forced a smile. “It’s a great place to… unwind.”

  “Definitely,” said Jenna. She reached up and unbuttoned two of Trevor’s buttons, exposing his tan chest. “In fact, I think it’s time for this hunk of yumminess to unwind.” She slipped her fingers under his dark blue shirt and looked at me. “I don’t know what it is but I just can’t seem to keep my hands off of him.”

  “Nobody seems to be stopping you, either,” I said, gritting my teeth.

  Just then the music slowed to a sexy beat and Jenna sucked in her breath. “I love this song. Forget the drinks. Come on, dance with me.”

  Trevor’s eyes met mine.

  I scowled and looked away.

  “Come on,” she said, pulling his arm. “Let’s go and have some fun.”

  I didn’t hear his reply, but I watched her drag his ass to the dance floor, without any resistance. Then she slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him so close that I couldn’t stand to watch them anymore.

  Seething, I made my way over to the bar and bought myself a shot of peach schnapps.

  To you, Krystal, I thought, slamming it down.

  “Would you like another one?” asked the bartender, a heavy-set guy wearing a Stetson.

  “Yes. One more,” I said, sliding the shot gas back to him.

  “What is that?” asked the guy standing next to me.

  I looked at him. He had soft brown eyes and a boyish smile. “It’s just peach schnapps.”

  He grimaced. “Oh, not that.”

  I smiled. “What’s wrong with it? Too girly?”

  He chuckled. “No, I used to love the taste. Before, I spent an entire weekend puking my guts out after drinking a bottle. Watch out for that stuff, it’ll kick you in the ass later.”

  “Thanks for the advice,” I said, as the bartender slid another shot toward me. “I doubt I’ll drink an entire bottle, but I’ll keep it in mind.”

  “Now, Tequila… that’s what you should be drinking. Are you driving tonight, or is your boyfriend?” he asked.

  “I’m not driving and I don’t have a boyfriend.”

  He smiled and straightened up. “Well, in that case, how about we both have a shot, together? My treat?”

  I slammed the second shot of peach schnapps and set it on the bar. “How about… we dance?” I said, licking my lips. “Then you can buy me a shot.”

  His smile grew wider. He set his beer down on the bar. “Watch this for me, will you Hank?”

  “Sure thing,” said the bartender.

  “And put her other two shots on my tab.”

  I grinned. “Well, thank you… what was your name?”

  “It’s Dan.”

  I held out my hand. “I’m Adriana.”

  “Pretty name,” he said, shaking it. “And well deserving.”

  I giggled, the peach schnapps warming my tummy and everything else.

  “Just to warn you, I’m not the best dancer,” he said, following me out to the dance floor.

  “It’s okay,” I said, turning to him. “I won’t judge if you won’t.”

  He slid his arms around my waist. “If I said that I’ve already judged you to be the prettiest girl in this bar, would you laugh in my face?”

  I was about to do just that when I noticed Trevor staring at me from across the dance floor. He was scowling.

  “Not at all,” I said, noting that Jenna was standing in front of him, grinding her ass against his crotch. Obviously, he wasn’t angry about that and he certainly wasn’t stopping her from doing it, either. Clenching my jaw, I slid my arms up to Dan’s neck and forced myself to smile. “You have gorgeous eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?”

  He grinned. “Thank you.”

  I stole another glance over Dan’s shoulder, at Trevor, and almost choked. He was storming toward us, like an angry bull.

  Dan noticed him as well. “Can I help you?” he asked, letting me go.

  “I’m cutting in,” said Trevor. He grabbed my arm.

  “Stop it,” I hissed. “Go back to Jenna.”

  “I don’t want her,” he said, his eyes burning into mine.

  “Right. I think that you only want what you can’t have.”

  He looked like I’d slapped him. “Fuck you.”

  “No, fuck you,” I snapped, pulling my arm away.

  “You’re drunk,” he said, his voice harsh and angry.

  I raised my chin. “I’m not drunk. I’m… having fun. I’m also reconsidering my rule about one-night stands.”

  Dan’s face lit up.

  Trevor grabbed my arm again, his fingers gripping me hard. “I’m taking you home before you do something stupid.”

  “Excuse me… do you two know each other?” asked Dan.

  “What gave you that idea?” said Trevor, with a sneer. “Back off, genius. She’s mine.”

  “I’m not yours,” I said, pulling away again.

  “Would you stop playing games, Adriana?”

  “I’m not the one playing them.”

  “What’s going on over here?” said Jeremy, suddenly at my side.

  “Nothing,” I said, backing away. “Nothing is going on.”

  “Larson, what the hell kind of shit are you starting, now?” snarled Jeremy, getting into his face.

  “Fuck you, Stone.”

  “You need to leave,” ordered Jeremy, as I turned and headed toward the exit.

  “Adriana!” hollered Trevor, over the music

  Thirty-Three

  Raptor

  As Adriana ran out of the bar, I attempted to follow her when that fuck-nut, Stone, got in my way.

  “Leave her be,” he said.

  “Why don’t you mind your own fucking business?” I said, glaring at him.

  He clenched his jaw. “She doesn’t want to see you anymore.”

  “Then she can tell me that Not you.”

  “Enough,” said Jenna, getting between us. She turned to me. “Go find her. From the look in her eyes, she really wants you to.”

  It certainly didn’t look that way to me. But I knew that women were complicated and I trusted Jenna’s judgment.

  I turned around and raced out of the bar, ready to pummel Stone if he tried stopping me. When I reached the parking lot, it was dark, but I could see Adriana running across the street to the other parking lot. Swearing, I ran after her.

  “Adriana!’ I hollered, as she unlocked the door to her car.

  “Leave me alone!” she yelled, getting into it. She slammed the door shut.

  I reached the car and began hollering at her. “You shouldn’t be driving! You’ve had too much to drink!”

  She flipped me off.

  “Stone’s going to arrest you!” I shouted at the window. “You’ll get a DWI!”

  That brought her to her senses. She scowled and turned off the engine.

  “Come on. I’ll drive you home,” I said loudly.

  She opened up the car door and got out. “No, you won’t,” she said, locking it. “I’ll get a ride from Stone.”

  “Fuck that,” I said. “He’s not giving you a
ride home. I am.”

  “The hell you are,” she said, shivering.

  “Where’s your jacket?”

  She nodded to her car.

  “Give me your keys,” I demanded, holding out my hand. “I’ll give you a ride home.”

  “No.”

  Before she could respond, I grabbed them from her. “Get in the car or I swear to God, I’ll pick you up and throw you inside myself. You know I’ll do it.”

  She groaned angrily. “Fine. You want to drive me home? Then drive me home. I don’t fucking care,” she said, storming over to the passenger side of the car.

  I watched her get in and then I got in.

  “Put your seatbelt on.”

  She snapped it on angrily.

  I started the engine and we began to drive.

  “So, you’re not going to say anything?” I said, after a few minutes of silence.

  “I’ve got nothing to say to you,” she said, putting her coat on.

  “Why are you so pissed off?”

  She didn’t reply.

  Sighing, I turned on the radio. “Any requests?” I grunted. “A ballad, perhaps. You seem to like dancing to those. Especially with dipshit hipsters.”

  She laughed coldly. “You should talk. Oh, that’s right. You two weren’t dancing. You were having dry sex.”

  I snorted. “Dry sex?”

  “Yes. Dry sex.”

  “What in the hell is that?”

  “Dirty fucking dancing.”

  “Did you see me dancing?”

  “No, but I saw Jenna shoving her ass against you and you seemed to be enjoying it.”

  “How do you know I was enjoying it?”

  She rolled her eyes. “You certainly weren’t stopping her.”

  “I wasn’t even paying attention to Jenna. I had my mind on other things,” I said, taking a detour.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Adriana

  I’d closed my eyes for a few minutes but opened them when I noticed that we were driving down a bumpy, gravel road, surrounded by trees.

  “Where are we going?” I asked, sitting up straight.

  He ignored me.

  “Trevor?”

  The road ended near a lake and he turned into an empty parking lot. There was a sign that said, “Prairie Lake Boat Launch, Private Property”.

  “What are we doing here?” I asked, not happy.

  He parked the car, rolled down the windows and then flipped through the radio channels until he located a song that he seemed to like. It was an older tune by Nickelback, “Savin’ Me”.

  “What in the hell are you doing?” I said, watching him get out.

  He came around and opened up my door.

  “Let’s go,” he said, holding out his hand.

  I glared up at him. “No. This isn’t funny. I want you to take me home. Now.”

  He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the car.

  “What the hell, Trevor?” I said, as he put his arms tightly around me and started dancing.

  “I need you to explain something.”

  “What?” I said, feeling my stomach heat up as his hands slid slowly over hips. I knew that I shouldn’t be letting him do it, but I couldn’t help myself. As angry as I was, I knew that I still wanted him.

  “Explain what this ‘dry sex’ is,” he whispered against my neck, the warmth of his breath on my skin, almost killing me.

  I swallowed. I wasn’t sure that it was even a real term, it had just popped into my head. “You know what it is.”

  He pulled my hips against his. I could feel his hardness, pressing against my stomach. “You know what I prefer? Wet, hot sex,” he whispered, dragging his lips across my neck, stopping at my ear. “My cock prefers it too,” he said, nipping my ear lobe.

  I closed my eyes.

  He slid one of his hands up to my breast and began tracing a ring around my nipple with his thumb. I cursed myself for wearing such a thin bra. “What about you, Kitten? Don’t you like it deep… and wet?”

  “Yes,” I said breathlessly.

  He pinched the nub, through the fabric. “You cold, Darlin’? Because your nipple could cut glass, right now.”

  I moaned as he pinched it harder and then moved to the other one.

  “Mm… What do you know, this one’s cold, too,” Trevor said in a husky voice. He unbuttoned the front of my dress and slid his hand into my silk bra. “Let me help you warm up,” he said, bending his face down. He pushed the material aside and took my nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the nub and then sucked, sending a shiver of pleasure all the way down to my clit.

  Moaning, I moved my hand to his pants and touched his penis, desperate to feel it inside of me. I was so turned on that I didn’t care about the consequences. I needed this man to fuck me.

  “Uh, uh, uh,” he said, stepping back. He turned me around, pushed my hair to the side, and began kissing my neck.

  I closed my eyes again, enjoying his lips on my skin. He slid his hands to my breasts and pulled me closer. I could feel his hard-on pressed up against my butt.

  “Is this dry sex?” he growled against my neck as he ground his hips into my ass, taunting me with his hard cock. “Or, is it more like this…” He bent me over the hood of the car and grabbed my hips, pushing my dress up. Then he began humping me through his pants, sending a swirl of tingling, tightening desire to my pelvis.

  “Trevor,” I panted, feeling his erection hit my opening, driving my insane. “I can’t take this anymore. Take out your cock and fuck me with it.”

  He stopped moving and slid his fingers into my panties. He shoved one inside of my hole and I moaned as he pulled it out and did it again. “You really want me to fuck you, Kitten?” he said. “You sure that’s what you really want?”

  “Yes,” I gasped as he slid a second one in. “Please.”

  He added a second finger. “I don’t know. Are you wet enough?”

  I was as wet as a fucking Tsunami. “You know I am,” I said, spreading my hips wider, so he had better access.

  “Mm… I think we can make you wetter,” he murmured into my ear. He slid a finger up to my clit and began to rub it.

  “Yes,” I gasped, grinding my mound against his hand. Panting, I reached behind and rubbed my hand against his hard-on. “Take it out. I need to feel it.”

  I heard him unzip his pants and fumble with his boxers. Then he took my hand and guided me to his cock.

  “I need this,” I whispered, wrapping my hand around it. If felt so thick. So powerful. The thought of it between my legs, thrusting inside of me, was enough to blow a fuse in my head. “Can I suck it?” I whispered, sliding my hand back and forth.

  He groaned against my neck. “Did you just say that you wanted to suck my cock?”

  “Yes.”

  He let out a ragged breath. “That sounds so fucking good, but I need it somewhere else right now. Dry sex is over,” growled, pulling away from my hand. Then he pressed the tip against my hole, rubbing around the outside. “How bad do you want it?”

  “Fuck me, Trevor,” I said, wiggling my sex against him. “Please.”

  He pulled my hips up, for a better angle, and plunged into me.

  I gasped, feeling every inch of him. Long and thick, he stretched me wide, and the pain… it was so good. Especially when he pulled back and did it again.

  “Fuck, you’re tight,” he said, through clenched teeth. “You’re… not a virgin, are you?”

  “No,” I said, looking at him over my shoulder. “Don’t stop. Keep going.”

  His eyes smoldered as he pulled back and began fucking me, this time not holding anything back. I closed my eyes and moaned with each glorious thrust, feeling his head hitting an inner part of me that made my entire G-spot vibrate.

  Trevor grabbed the back of my hair, and wrapped it around his hand. He pulled my head back and squeezed my left breast. “Fuck… you… are… so… beautiful,” he said, between thrusts.

  Holding
onto the hood of the car, I moaned as his hips slammed against my ass, causing the automobile to rock from the force. After a while, he slowed and leaned over me, his hand playing with my clit again.

  “You gonna come for me, Kitten?” he whispered, his hips moving in a steady rhythm while he teased my nub.

  I nodded, feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Then, I was soaring over the cliff, screaming as the rippling waves of pleasure in my pelvis shook me to the core, giving me the release that I so desperately needed.

  ***

  Raptor

  Adriana clenched up as she came and it did me in. I thrust in-an-out of her a couple more times, and then quickly pulled out, shooting my load all over the crack of her ass, my own legs shaking from the intensity of the orgasm.

  “Damn,” I said hoarsely, still trying to catch my breath. I chuckled as I looked around, glad that boating season was over.

  “Jesus, I needed that,” she answered, still lying cheek-down on the hood of the car.

  I zipped my pants back up, my desire for Adriana, still on overdrive. I’d just came, like a mother fucker, and yet I still wanted to be back inside. Not tomorrow. Not later. But now. My dick was even twitching at the thought.

  Adriana shivered.

  “Shit, sorry. Are you cold?” I asked, rubbing the side of her thigh. She had her jacket on, but it was pulled up to her waist and her legs had goose-bumps.

  She raised her head up. “I wasn’t before, but I’m getting there.”

  I pushed her hair away from her face. Damn, she was beautiful and sex had never felt like this. Ever. Not even with Brandy. I didn’t know why, since we barely knew each other, but, the effect that she had on me was almost… dangerous. It made me take chances that I shouldn’t have. Like having unprotected sex. I didn’t even know if she was clean or not.

  “Let me get something to clean you off,” I said, backing away from her.

  She looked at me over her shoulder. “Check the backseat. I think there’s a box of tissue.”

  “Okay,” I said, still trying to dissect what the hell was happening to me. I thought about earlier, and how I’d wanted to kill the guy she’d been dancing with. The rage and jealousy that had been coursing through my veins had almost driven me over the edge. This was for a girl that I’d promised to stay away from. Meant to stay away from. After being inside of her, I knew I’d never be able to make that same promise with a straight face.