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My feet move without instruction, closing the distance until my body is almost flush with hers. My hands abandon hers, reaching for her hips instead to shift her closer. Her body moves, still swaying with the music and I start to move with her, letting myself get lost in her as our surroundings begin to fade away. I couldn’t stop the blood that rushes to my cock even if I wantedto. And I don’t want to. It throbs as it grows, pressing against the zipper of my pants.

Leaning forward, my cheek brushes against hers as my mouth finds her ear. “What’s your name?” I murmur, my lips grazing the outer shell. A shiver ripples through her as she inhales sharply and rolls her shoulders.

She shifts away from me enough to lift her arms, hooking her wrists behind my neck. Her hands slide along my nape, her fingertips plunging through my hair. “Andi,” she breathes, as her hooded gaze locks on mine. “What’s yours?”

“Ford,” I murmur, realizing I gave her my last name. “Carson.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Which is it? Ford or Carson?”

A chuckle vibrates in my chest. “Carson Ford, actually, but you can call me whatever you want.”

She stares up at me for a few seconds, as if deciding her next move, before dropping her arms away from the back of my neck. My hands never leave her hips as she shifts her weight, and spins around in front of me. I slide my palms over the silky material of her dress until I’m gripping her again. She shimmies back towards me, her ass pressing against my crotch as she begins to grind against me. There’s no way she can’t feel how hard I am already for her.

My cock pulsates as she moves against my length, only making it harder. I can’t help myself as I shift my hips forward, grinding myself into her in tandem with her movements. My heart pounds in my chest at the thought of getting her out of here and out of this dress.

Taking someone home is always like rolling the dice, but our chemistry is off the charts. We’ve barely even spoken, yet I’m drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Perhaps it's the mysteriousness of her or her being a complete stranger. I don’t really care, I just need to have her.

Fingers spread, I begin to move my palms around the fronts of her thighs, my fingertips drifting across her skin beneath the bottom hem of her dress. She presses back into me harder as I move my hands beneath the material, slowly dragging it up her thighs. We’re in the middle of a room full of people, but the crowd is too thick and it’s too dark for anyone to see what’s happening.

Her dress is short enough, I could probably slide my cock into her right here on the dance floor and no one would even notice.

Andi’s head falls back against my shoulder as my fingertips move to her inner thighs, just nearly brushing against her cunt. Heat radiates from her and a groan rumbles in my chest as she lets out the softest moan. Just as I skim along the outside of her panties, she abruptly spins in my arms, my hands now falling onto her ass.

She slides her hands around the back of my neck once more, pulling my face closer to hers. I stare down at her, watching her eyes as they bounce between mine and move to my lips.

I can’t control my gaze as it homes in on her perfect mouth. My tongue darts out to wet my lips and I wait for her move. She lifts herself onto her toes, her lips nearing closer to mine before I meet her in the middle, my mouth immediately capturing hers.

The tension swirls in the air around us, growing thicker by the moment. Her lips move against mine and when I slide my tongue along the seam of her mouth, she doesn’t hesitate to let me in. My tongue finds hers, soft like velvet as she kisses me with an intensity that rocks me to my core.Goddamn, who the fuck is this woman?

Her fingers dig into my skin, her nails cutting into my flesh. Intentionally slowing down the kiss, I nip, taste, touch, and tease her with every sweeping movement of my tongue. She matchesmy energy, equally torturing me until it feels like I could potentially come apart at the seams.

Abruptly, I pull away from her, both of us breathless as I search her eyes for permission.She’s giving me all the signs that point in the right direction, but I need to hear her words. I need her to give me that verification that she wants the same thing I want.

Neither of us are looking for anything more than a good time.

Andi closes the gap between us, lifting back up onto her toes as she peppers kisses along the underside of my jaw. Her tongue is soft as it slides along my neck, her teeth sinking into the lobe of my ear before she gives me what I need. “I want you.”

Goddamn, I love a woman who doesn’t fuck around.

“Do you want to come back to my place?”

“No.” She shakes her head, her cheek moving against mine. “I want to do something spontaneous that I’ve never done before.” She pauses, her hands sliding along my biceps. “How do you feel about finding somewhere to fuck me here instead?”

Holy fucking shit.

She’s trouble and I like it. I’ve been trying to stay out of trouble recently, but I am more than willing to bend that for her.

“You want me to fuck you here, where everyone can see?” I murmur, my face dipping closer to her ear. “Does the thought of that excite you?”

“It does,” she admits, her voice filled with lust as she presses her body against mine. “But I’d rather go somewhere a little private so people don’t see us.”

“Come with me,” I tell her, my tongue tracing the outer shell of her ear before I pull away from her. “I’m sure there’s somewhere we can go.”

Andi follows behind me, her hand in mine as I pull her through the throng of people. We reach a break in the sea of bodies where it opens into a hallway. It’s dark and the musicis still loud, but it’s a bit quiet. A little more private. I lead her deeper into the hall and farther away from the rest of the people. We pass the bathrooms and come across a few other doors. I test each handle until finally finding one that’s unlocked.

The light flickers on when my hand finally finds the switch in the near total darkness. She spins around, her eyes wide. “I don’t know if we should be in here.” It looks like it’s someone’s office we slipped into. That door definitely should not have been unlocked.

“Maybe we should be in here then,” I tell her, a smirk lifting my lips as I stalk closer. “We’re somewhere private, but the risk of getting caught still exists.”