The Innocent Wildcard

rprised the bartenders can produce drinks in such scarce visibility-props to them! I'd break everything i

pit in the middle of the floor. The trap music booms and rattles the walls, and giant speake

e behind it? Their sensual expressions and moans entice me. Oh, I'm being dumb. It's obviously for pleasure, the same thing I get from sextin

ression cracks me up. I join her in the belly dance, starting at our hi

ed that feel of a man grinding behind me with his huge bulge. It'd be nice to know what that feels like. "Dance with me." I waver my body before him. There are only a few inches betw

to his hot breaths beating down on my ne

electrifies and tingles. My downstairs stirs awake and throbs up a

a furnace; this shocks me so much that I stumble into him. I feel Matt's bulge on the lining of my ass. I g

e quiver all over. Every part of me is sensitive as if I have no skin. As if my veins are exposed. His dick hardens against my ass.

you s

t's just for

waist forward. I breathe longingly. My eyes roll to the back of my head. Oh my! I stiffen; this only adds more pressure to where his dick is. I ge

e sounds before me. "I need

g me scoldingly. "Sure," Matt says, clea

me by the arm and lea

e you s

ious???!!" T

ea

s on me with her arms crossed. "I said go out

ld him there wou

ut on a por

having fun,

sex fast in real life. Just slow down some, and dial it back. This gu

es. "It's al

rated by a screen, okay?? Just slow down; that's all I'm saying." Sh

mp from the room and return to Matt, who's at the bar. I travel a sea of people to reach him

light smile. "I think we took

she over

so...we were

re

ind of hardcore fo

hang my head

im move closer t

think I'

don't come off li

my shoulders, and sulk.

's

ed the

id the opposite. I like the good, bad girl

ounter. "I don't usually act

s cover of Bad Karma. "Wait...what?" He asks, baffled. Oh hell,

.the music is

om behind us. She's so wasted that her wor

e hear it later; I just know it. It's not my fault; it's my curiosity's fa

nd like a horny dog trying to get my leg over! I

sex frenzy?" Taylor looks between us. "And looking towards

t it. No offense." He cl

. "None

", let's go home wit

shoulders jerking. He's hiding laughs. "Relax, Ta

you home;

at's a bad idea. I'l

ou out and wa

can be

th Matt. I feel that surveillance sense, the back hairs of the neck sta

.a few

a lot of guys

d

een on dates

ying to figure out what I m

"You can't leave me wi

forgot to mention

you ever played? I kinda get i

ide my lips by poking them

me on, t

o," I smirk

" He grins. "Was it

nto the stre

that me

w hot and bothered you were. I

, y

s dart down to it. I bite my lip. My phone dings, notify

e looks so deflated now. "

"Bye, Matt," I say his name sof