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glanced at the dance
floor, toward the couple we had been watching. The guy was gone now and the
girl danced alone.

 
    Brett leaned over to me. “You should go dance with
her.” His lips touched my ear, making my sex throb despite my recent orgasm.

 
    I just nodded and kissed him. I glanced down and
noticed he was rock-hard in his pants. I gave him a brief stroke, and he
groaned softly. Sliding off of my seat with a smile, I headed to the dance
floor. I made sure to give my ass an extra shake since I knew he was watching.

 
    I moved on the dance floor, shaking my shoulders to
the beat as I found the girl we had been watching. When I got to her, I smiled
and started really getting into the music. I didn’t want to scare her off, so I
danced suggestively near her but didn’t touch her. I looked over to Brett and
winked.

 
    She gave me a grin and wiggled her finger at me as
if to say, “Come here.”

 
    I glanced over at Brett. His face was intense as he
watched me. I intended to give him one heck of a show.

 
    The girl and I started to grind on each other,
softly at first. I could faintly smell her arousal from her earlier escapade on
the floor. She felt soft and sexy, her nipples hard against me while we danced
close. She pressed her breasts into me and kissed me hard. I slid my hand up
her thigh and found her heat. She was soaking wet.

 
    Our kiss ended, and I turned around in her arms. Her
hands went to my hips and her lips on my neck. I glanced over at Brett. His
eyes were hooded now with lust, and I swore he was stroking his cock under the
table as he watched me.

 
    The girl moved her hand down my thighs and between
my legs - the same way her boyfriend had touched her earlier. I watched Brett’s
reaction. He gave me a slight nod. I closed my eyes and let her hand find my
sex. People were watching us on the dance floor, but I didn’t care. All I cared
about was Brett watching me be touched by her. Her lips were on my ear as she
teased my swollen clit.

 
    I leaned back into her as we moved with the music. She
used her other hand to squeeze my breast. She moved her finger faster on me,
and I moaned. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

 
    She pressed my clit and pinched my swollen nipple.
“Yes, come for me,” she murmured into my ear as she licked it then bit it
gently. My head fell back against her shoulder as my orgasm washed over me. As
I came, she slid two fingers inside me, and my pussy clamped around them, spasming with each wave that crashed over me.

 
    I could smell my arousal, my blood pounding in my
ears in time to the music as I turned in her arms. She offered me the fingers that
had been inside me. I took them into my mouth, sucking on them, tasting me on
her. She moaned, and I leaned in to kiss her.

 
    Just then I felt strong hands on my hips. “Fuck,
that was sexy.” I broke the kiss with her and smiled as I heard his voice in my
ear. Brett pulled me from the girl, almost dragging me from the dance floor. I
looked back at her with a shrug and mouthed, “I’m sorry.” She just grinned at
me and went back to dancing.

 
    I couldn’t believe I had just done that. I had never
ever been with a girl before in any way, but that felt natural. Brett had a way
of making me want to do things - anything that would turn him on. Turning him
on was the biggest turn-on for me. Nothing got me hotter.

 
    He didn’t say a word as he pulled me toward the
bathroom, where it was dark. He found a small alcove and pushed me against the
wall. He kissed me hard, probing my mouth with his, teeth scraping with mine. He
pressed his body tight against me, his hard cock along my thigh.

 
    “That was the fucking hottest thing I have ever
seen. Do you know how much I want to fuck you right now?” he muttered against
me as he reached down to unzip his pants and pull out his rock-hard cock. “Feel
it. Feel what you did to me.”

 
    I reached between us and encircled his cock. I
gasped.