Into the party

Samuel had a big smile on his face as he led me to the center of the stage, eager to get me to dance with him and even more eager for it to make someone jealous.

He might be a means to an end, but he was attractive after all and I couldn't deny that...

Our steps in tune with the music playing around us, we quickly got into the rhythm as our bodies moved in unison, complimenting each other and enjoying the beautiful vibes.

"You might want to dance closer. That wouldn't make anyone jealous." He announced with a sly smile, knowing he was right and knowing he had an opportunity to have my body against his.

And I didn't mind. Means to an end.

I moved closer, our bodies now touching in more places than one as we writhed against each other, a sultry seductive and envious dance.

I could feel him against my back, as my eyes drifted in a beautiful haze, feeling his powerful movements guiding mine.

It didn't matter who he was, all that mattered was that it's a strong body against mine, and that I was building momentum that delectably placed me on edge...

My eyes focus as I notice Bekham looking at me, devouring me with his eyes.

I remember the reason behind my wanton grinding. And I notice it has paid off, yet hear Samuel whispering in my ear still.

"Let's take this elsewhere, really make him jealous." He says, his need obvious, yet disguised as a service to me.

The suggestion is heavy in my mind, and the thought of what might be exciting me, I feel like I need to make a decision.