Something for the Pain (Pain 2)

“Ha! Funny. I know how to walk in heels.” She turns back and glares at me, before letting me help her into my truck. “It’s not my first time wearing these ya know.”

Ignoring her, I shut her door and run over to jump into the driver’s seat. “I think I would’ve noticed if you had worn those kind of heels before.” I start the engine and pull out of the driveway before I can stop myself and decide to stay in for the night.

“Not around you,” she says. “But I’ve worn them a few times. Okay, so maybe just once . . . for a few minutes.” I smile over at her in victory. “Whatever. You win. Just drive, Alex.”

Ace’s house is pretty much packed when we arrive, but Harley is quick at finding us and pulling Tripp away for dancing and a few drinks. I’m standing against the wall talking with Ace, Mason, and some guy that I just met, but I keep looking over to watch Tripp dance. I can’t help it. She’s the most beautiful girl here, and I’ve definitely taken notice, along with every other man crammed tight into this little ass room. Why we’re not all outside I have no idea. . . . Maybe because the girls are in here where the music is.

“Yo . . . Alex.” Ace snaps his fingers in my face and then pushes my shoulder, but I just look around him, keeping my eyes on Tripp. “Over here. What the fuck, man?”

I look away from Tripp as soon as she’s done doing this sexy little ass shake and set my gaze on Ace. “Yeah, that tattoo was pretty fucking dope you did earlier. I saw it, man.”

Ace gives me a shocked look. “You actually heard that conversation?” He grips my shoulder and points over at Harley and Tripp dancing between a few guys that can’t seem to keep their distance. “Those fucking girls, man. They’re looking sexy as all hell tonight. I don’t blame you, man. I don’t blame you at all.”

I take a quick swig of my beer and pat Ace’s back while handing it to him. “I’ll see your ass later.” I take off walking in Tripp’s direction, unable to hold back anymore. I need that woman in my arms and now. I don’t care if the whole room is watching.

MY HEART IS RACING, MY cleavage is sweating, and my feet are beginning to hurt, but I can’t make myself stop dancing. For once I am at a party enjoying myself and not even slightly wondering what it is that Lucas is doing. It feels so damn good, because I’m so used to him wandering off and not paying the slightest bit attention to me. I’m here with Alex and I can’t help but to notice that he hasn’t had his eyes on any other girl than me. I realize just how good that feels. Is this what being in a relationship should feel like? If so . . . I want this.

I take my eyes off Alex for a few seconds, and the next thing I know he’s sliding up behind me and grabbing my hips, dancing with his face along my neck.

Leaning my neck back, I get lost in the moment, lacing my fingers through his as he moves against me. Our bodies are flush, not even a small inch between us, and I have to admit that I love it.

We have the eyes of our friends on us, but Alex doesn’t seem to care. Wrapping one arm around my neck and the other just under my breasts, he pulls me closer and runs his soft lips along my neck, stopping at my ear. “Let me see you dance. I love to watch you dance,” he sings in a whisper, sending chills up my spine.

We stay like this for seconds, or could even be minutes, hell I don’t know. All I know is that I feel sexy and wanted in his arms, and I never want this feeling to end. This is the most intimate form anyone has seen us in, and I notice Harley watching us with wide eyes, making it hard for her to concentrate on dancing with Ace, who has now slipped his way between her and some other guy.

“I love the way your body moves, babe.” Turning me around in his arms, he wraps both his hands into the back of my hair and grinds his hips against me to the slow rhythm of the music. He slowly runs his tongue over his lips, before pulling the bottom one into his mouth and biting it. “Yeah, baby. Keep moving like that. Fuck me . . .”

His words heat me, causing my hands to find his chest and slowly explore as he practically makes love to me on the dance floor with everyone watching. “Alex.” I moan. “You’re hard.”

Grabbing my hand, he rubs it down his chest and abs, stopping on his rock hard dick. He growls when I grab it. “It is . . .” he admits. “That’s what being this close to you does to me.”

He leans in and presses his forehead to mine, swiping his tongue out and across my lips. Just as I think he’s about to kiss me, Harley screeches next to me, making us both pull apart and flinch.

“Holy shit! You did it. You two did it and you didn’t tell me.” Grabbing my arm, she pulls me away from Alex. “Sorry, dude . . . but I’ve got details to get out of this one. Go dance with Ace or something.”

“Fuck . . .” Alex runs his hand down his face and walks through the crowd, making his way over to the drinks.

I hate seeing him walk away. I wasn’t ready for the moment to end. I almost feel like reaching over and ripping Harley’s left nipple ring out, but I’m a little bit classier than that. “Seriously?”

“What?” She pulls me over to a quiet area and smiles so big that I think her face is about to split open. “You worked the damn bar with me all day and you couldn’t even tell me. What kind of a friend are you? I’ll answer that for you. A sucky one. Alex is all over you now.”

“Harley . . . come on. Not right now. I’ll tell you later tonight or tomorrow. I’m trying to enjoy the party.”

“It was big, wasn’t it? I know it was. I saw that hard-on before he walked away. His pants could hardly contain it.” Harley stops to smile and wave to Olivia from across the room. “Did he give it to you hard? Did he last all night? He did . . . I just know Alex would. What about Lucas?”

“Harley!” I scream in frustration. She stops and looks at me with wide eyes. “I promise you I will tell you more later. Can we just dance and have fun? I don’t want to think about it right now. Please.”

She gives me a soft look and huffs. “Alright . . . I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was a touchy subject. Is everything alright?”

“It’s fine.” I smile, but it quickly fades, becoming replaced with a rush of jealousy when I look across the room and see Alex talking to a beautiful girl with the longest, blackest hair I’ve ever seen. I don’t know her, but from the way she’s trying to rub all over his chest, it’s clear to see that she’s one of his many flings. I swear my heart breaks on the spot.