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“I can give you something better than that.”
          Her tiny nostrils flare as her eyes rake back down my body, stopping on my fucking crotch. If that’s what she wants then I’ll give it to her. “Sorry, but I’m not interested. I’m just here for a friend’s party.”
          She likes games. Good thing, because I like them too.
          Closing the distance between our bodies, I cup her cheek in my hand. I bring my lips close to hers while looking her in the eyes. Her breath hitches as I press my body against hers and bring my eyes down to meet her lips. “Are you sure about that?”
          Her lips begin to move as if she’s about to respond and I have the sudden urge to suck them into my mouth; to own them. She’s breathing heavy and I can feel the heat radiating from between her thighs that are pressed against my leg while I rub my thumb over her cheekbone.
          I feel myself leaning closer until my bottom lip brushes hers. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
          She takes in a quick burst of air and takes a step back. “Umm . . .”
    “Slade!” A drunken female shrieks from behind me.
          Fuck. I hate shriekers.
          Exhaling, I turn my head, but keep my eyes glued to the beautiful blonde in front of me. For some reason, I don’t want to take my eyes away.
          Those lips. Fuck me, I want to fuck them. I want them wrapped around my cock.
          “About time you got here.” A dark haired woman with huge fake tits bounces in front of me and grabs my hand, pulling me away from the beauty in front of me. I see blondie’s eyes glance down at my hand, but she quickly turns her head away and clears her throat as if embarrassed. “My favorite piece of eye candy is here.” She throws her arms up and starts screaming while pulling me away. “Look everyone. It’s fucking, Slade,” she slurs.
          Smiling to blondie as she watches me, I mouth, “You’re mine later.”
           Her lips part and I can tell she just swallowed. I have her thinking about it. It’s written all over her face. Her friend starts nudging her in the side until finally she pulls her eyes away from me and smiles nervously at her friend.
          Shit, I’ve gotta have her. I won’t stop until I do.
          Spinning on my heel, I pick the brunette up by her hips and sit her down on the chair in front of us. She spreads wide for me and presses her hands against my chest as I step between her legs and slowly grind my hips to the music.
          Placing one hand behind my head, I grip her neck with my other as I close the space between our bodies, grinding my hips in a slow, seductive movement as if I’m slowly fucking her.
          She moans from beneath me as I let her hands explore my chest and abs. The women here like to touch and I like to give them what they want. It’s my job to fucking please them and I’m damn good at it.
          “Take it off!” A few girls start screaming.
          “Let us see your body. Come on!”
          Absofuckinglutely.
          Pulling the brunette’s chin up, I look her in the eyes as I slowly pull my shirt over my head and toss it down beside me. Most women love it when I make them feel like I’m stripping just for them. It makes them feel special.
          She bites her bottom lip as her hands go straight for the muscles leading down to my cock. The girls can never get enough of it; of both.
          As much as I’m enjoying getting these women off, there’s one woman in particular I want to get off and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let her leave here unsatisfied.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
    Aspen
     
     
     
     
     
    Kayla keeps nudging me to get my attention, but for some reason I can’t seem to drag my eyes away from the jerk-off that is practically dry humping some girl in the corner. She loves it too; over there