She gripped my good hand and started weaving through the people, who were all too trashed to notice. We headed to the room furthest away from the stairs, at the back of the house. She locked the door and leant against it and I got so freaking hard already that it was just unreal. I leant in and kissed her, running my hands down her body, slowly, loving the feel of her. My hands were still hurting a little from the slight run in with Mark, but the strapping and the pain killers I just took were helping a lot. I kissed down her neck, making her gasp and tip her head back.

“Jamie, be careful. I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” she breathed. Damn, she is so freaking thoughtful all the time.

“I won’t hurt myself, stop worrying about me. I don’t think I’ll be up for $ex, but I can definitely make you scream in other ways,” I said, taking her hand and pulling her over to the bed.

She giggled, looking at me excitedly. I pushed her lightly down onto the bed and hovered above her, ignoring the burning coming from my ribs because of the effort. I traced one hand up her leg, making her squirm, her eyes dancing with excitement. Wow, I wish I could have $ex with her, but I just didn’t think I would be able to, and even if I could manage, it would be a letdown for her no doubt. Stupid damn fight.

“I have an idea,” I said, my voice thick with lust.

“Oh yeah? What’s that then, Stud?” she asked, lifting my shirt slowly, trailing her fingers across my chest as she did it, making me get goosebumps.

“I never got to see the end of that dance last week. How about you finish it for me now?” I asked, looking at her hopefully. I would love to see the end of that lap dance! Last week when she did it, I was so damn eager for her body that I couldn’t take the teasing, but as I wasn’t up for much tonight I would love for her to tease the crap out of me.

“You want me to give you another lap dance?” she asked, smiling her sexy smile.

Hell yeah I do. “Mmm hmm,” I mumbled against her neck, biting her gently.

She moaned breathlessly, “Ok, take your clothes off first. If I have to be in my underwear, then so do you,” she said giggling. I pulled back immediately, getting my clothes off as quick as I could.

Damn, this girl is so freaking awesome!

She sat up, watching me, her eyes raking over my body slowly. I didn’t feel self-conscious around her now. She was definitely telling the truth, she really does like my body, scars and all, I could tell by her face and the honesty in her eyes as she looked me over seductively.

When I was down to my boxers, she stood up. “Sit,” she ordered, pointing to a chair. I sat down immediately, I was so excited it felt like my heart was trying to break out of my chest. She unbuttoned her skirt, pushing it down over her hips and letting it drop to the floor. “Shoes on or off?” she asked, putting one foot on the chair in-between my legs, brushing across my crotch lightly.

Wow, she was so good at this, I wonder if she did things like this for Mark…. Damn, that dude was lucky to have had three years with this girl.

“Shoes on, definitely,” I said, looking down at the sexy little black ankle boots. She grinned and put her leg back down, unbuttoning her shirt slowly, making my breath catch in my throat. She turned her back on me, looking at me over her shoulder as she pushed it down slowly.

“$hit,” I mumbled. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, this teasing was actually making my dick hurt.

She dropped her shirt to the floor, and I groaned when I caught sight of the little red gym shorts she had on. They made her ass look edible. She unclasped her bra dropping that to the floor too. She turned back to face me, sauntering over to me in just her little red cheer shorts and stiletto ankle boots. I had never seen anything more beautiful in my life.

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She had the most seductive smile on her face that I had ever seen, she looked like she was going to enjoy this as much as I was, but there was no way that could be true. I raked my eyes down her body as she swayed her hips in front of me, tracing her fingertips up over her thighs and stomach.

Her red hair swished as she danced to the beat of the song that was thumping through the floor.

When she moved and straddled me, dancing with her eyes closed, her ass rubbing on me, I couldn’t help but move my hips in time with hers, grinding back against her. This was easily the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. I couldn’t enjoy it last week as much because on top of being so eager and nervous, I was also self-conscious about my body. None of that mattered now, I wasn’t nervous, I knew I could please her, I wasn’t self-conscious because she was attracted to my body, scars and all. All I had to do was sit back, relax and watch as she took my body to the point of heaven but didn’t quite tip me over.

When the song finished I pulled her onto my lap and kissed her, tangling my hands into her hair.

Her arms wrapped around my neck as she pressed herself to me tightly her fingers tickling across my bare shoulders, making me shiver and pull her closer.

“Little girl, that was so hot,” I mumbled against the skin of her neck.

She giggled, “I love it when you call me that, Jamie.”

I smiled and kissed her again, I moaned into her mouth as she started grinding her hips against me, the friction was unbelievable, she obviously felt it too, her eyes lit up with excitement as she chewed on her bottom lip and did it again. “I want you so much,” I admitted, shaking my head at the pure need that I felt inside.

She smiled and stood up, her eyes locked on mine. She reached for my good hand and pulled me to my feet, guiding me over to the bed. “How are those bruises, Stud? Are they giving you trouble again?” she purred, her eyes raking down my body as she pushed me down onto the bed gently.