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I flush with arousal remembering just what it felt like dancing with him. His nostrils flare as his eyes darken.

“Seems someone really likes that idea.”

Lifting my chin, I smirk. “I wouldn’t be against it. But, let’s maybe save masked fun for when it’s just you and I.”

“Yes ma’am,” he says with a wink as we make our way along with the crowds of people.

The fire is fully blazing by the time we walk up and people are already dancing. Someone has set up a table with a huge punch bowl and cups. There are solo cups every direction you look and based on the glazed looks in everyone’s eyes, there’s clearly alcohol involved.

Odessa already has a cup in her hand as she mingles with the other party-goers.

Cal looks down at me. “Would you like a drink or a dance?”

“Uh, I’m thinking drink first. I’m not normally a big dancer.”

“Hmm, so nothing like the woman who danced with me at Bestiare?” He traces his finger down my back as he leans in closer. “I’m interested to see how this side of you behavestonight…” His fingers twine around my hair, gently pulling, just like he did before.

He winks as he heads over to the table to grab both of us a cup of the punch. The lean muscles along his back move beneath his shirt tapering off into his narrow waist. His khaki pants hug the round bubble of his butt. I can’t wait to squeeze that ass.

As if he can sense me staring, he turns and winks over his shoulder before he comes back with the drinks.

“We could skip the bonfire and take him home to play all night long,”Sora groans as we watch him walk toward us.

“I’m not against the idea. Maybe one tiny dance with us in control instead of you and Shadow?”

“You know his name isn’t Shadow, right?”

“Doesn’t matter, I’ll be calling him Shadow.”

“That’s my girl. Sure I can’t convince you to take him home instead?”

“Positive.”

Cal hands me over my own solo cup before taking a sip of his. Without thinking about it or what it is, I throw back the entire cup. Sputtering as the liquid hits the back of my throat, I crush the cup in my hand before tossing it in the trash. He lowers his cup and gives me a questioning look.

“What?”

“You in a hurry or something?” He laughs as he takes another sip of his.

“Yeah, I kinda am. To be honest, I want to dance with you, but I also want to get home and play with you. If you know what I mean.”

Now it’s his turn to sputter as he spits out his drink. Coughing and slamming his fist against his chest. “Goddess, warn me next time.”

Grabbing his cup, I throw it into the trash can before pulling him with me to where the others are all dancing with each other.

It doesn’t take us long to get caught up in the beat of the music, the sway of our hips, and the feel of each other. His hands roam all over my bare back where the dress falls open and all I can think about is how I wished we weren’t here. With the fear of the first time over, I’m ready to explore what else we can do together.

When his right palm slides across my ass cheek before hooking my knee and pulling me against him, I’m done with dancing and being in public. His hard dick rubs right against my aching pussy, and it seems I’m not the only one ready to go.

“Cal…”

“Yeah,” he asks breathily.

“Take me home.”

“I thought you’d never ask.

Chapter 19