Rolling my eyes, I watch as the girls head to the floor in a very formal, unified way. Front and center is my beau
tiful girlfriend and beside her is the chick who is in love with me. I don’t get it, but I plan on fixing it later. Right now though, I’m gonna watch my baby kill this dance. She sends me a grin, and I smile back just as the music to a popular Jennifer Lopez song starts, then the dancers start. They are so together and actually look professional, and I bet altogether it’s an amazing show, but my eyes can’t leave Claire’s body. She moves like the music is in her. It’s amazing. Unlike the other girls though, she dances a little more sexually. Or maybe it’s just my dirty mind, but it seems like when she dances, she’s having sex. Her eyes are glazed over, her body so sexy and hard-hitting to each beat. She loves this. It’s sexy, she’s sexy, and boy, I’m lucky she’s coming downstairs to my room when this thing is over.
When Rachael and Claire bend over, spreading their legs in splits but still standing up, the crowd loses it. It is pretty badass. As the song ends, the girls move quickly to the beat, shaking their asses and making the guys go nuts. Looking over her shoulder, Claire winks at me, and I stand with everyone else, cheering them on.
“Man, that was awesome. Thank you, Claire!” Jayden hollers, and she grins like a fool. The group then heads off the floor the way they came in, and I fall back in my chair, grabbing my beer.
“Dude, your girl is so fucking hot,” one of the seniors, Justin, says.
“Yeah, thanks,” I say offhandedly as I take a drink.
“I can see why you gave up all the ass you got. She’s got a spectacular one.”
“Yeah, I know. Keep your eyes off it,” I say, meeting his gaze.
His eyes are challenging as he says, “What if I don’t?”
“I’ll rip them out of your ugly-ass head then, your choice.”
“Jude,” Jayden warns and I ignore him, my eyes telling Justin he better fuck the hell off.
Before anything else can be said, Claire falls into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck.
Giving me a bright grin, she says, “What did you think?”
Wrapping my arms around her hips, I say, “Amazing. You were a showstopper, baby.”
She grins happily as her cheeks warm. “Thanks.”
Kissing me loudly on the lips, she leans against my chest and grabs my plate. “Can I eat this?”
“Sure,” I say, moving my hand along her thigh. “Give me a bite of that taco first.”
She smiles as she feeds me, and I can see Jayden making gagging faces, but I know he’s just jealous. The hottest girl ever is feeding me, and he has to use a fork. I’d be jealous too. We eat together, and when we’re done, I think we’re gonna relax, but soon she’s pulling me onto the floor to dance. I don’t mind it, I like to dance, but I don’t like the way people are looking at her. I know she’s sexy, I get that, but I don’t want people watching her all the damn time. It seems every time I turn my head someone is looking, and it is honestly driving me up the fucking wall. Jealously bubbles inside me and I hate that feeling. I shouldn’t be insecure, but I am. I don’t understand it, really. Wrapping my arms tighter around her waist, I pull her to me, hoping people know she is mine.
I mean, they have to know. Right?
Moving her fingers in my hair, she brings my face down so she can see me. “What’s wrong?”
I shake my head. “Nothing,” I answer.
I then turn her around, pressing her back to my chest, and she begins to move her ass against me. Bending over some, she puts her hands on her knees and starts to move her ass like a girl in a rap video. It’s beyond hot, but I can’t enjoy it because all I see are the guys staring at her, mouths parted and with wide eyes. It makes my blood boil, and I want nothing more than to take my poncho off to cover her up. I don’t think it’s what she’s wearing though; I think it’s just her. She’s insanely sexy and everyone wants a piece of her. I don’t like that. Not one fucking bit.
Thankfully the song turns to a slow one, and I turn her back around and wrap my arms around her as we slowly move to the music. Looking up at me, her fingers tickle my neck and a content little grin sits on her face. She really is so beautiful, and I should be flattered that everyone thinks my girl is hot, but for some reason I’m just jealous. Is it because I’m scared that she could leave me? I don’t know, but I don’t like the way I feel.
“Don’t lie to me again, Jude. Tell me what’s wrong,” she says against my cheek, and I let out a breath as my arms tighten around her.
“Nothing, baby. Let’s just dance.”
She moves her tongue along my jaw to my ear, and I take in a deep breath as she whispers against my ear, “Why don’t we take the party inside?” As she nibbles at my ear, my hands tighten at her waist and she says, “In your room, or maybe your bed, to be exact.”
Pulling back, she grins at me and I ask, “You’re done with the party already?”
“Yeah, I ate, I danced, I drank, now I want you to do nasty things to me.”
Grinning, since I’m always down to worship her sexy body, I nod. “All right, baby, let’s go.”
I take her hand in mine, and we make our way through the party. Reaching my room, I open the door and she walks in before me. I shut it behind me and she turns and says, “Make sure it’s locked.”