Chapter 2

My legs wobbled slightly, my ankles unsteady from hours of dancing and one too many vodka sodas.

Beside me, Jeremy moved with the confidence of course he did, he knew exactly how good he looked.

“Fuck, it’s cold,” I laughed, wrapping my arms around myself, but the chill did little to dampen the heat pooling low in my already swollen pussy.

Jeremy didn’t answer with words. Instead, his arm snaked around my waist, pulling me flush against him. His body felt so warm. His ...