He watched her from across the crowded dance floor, her body gyrating to the seductive R&B track currently blasting throughout the frat house. Her body, though petite, was curvy enough to make a man stop for a second look. Her thighs were thick, which led to a pert, perfectly rounded ass that he wanted to grab onto and never let go of. Her breasts, which seemed to be about a B-cup, were perky and made him want to greet them face to face. All of this was covered in smooth, mahogany skin; which contrasted beautifully with the white sundress she was currently wearing.
The throbbing bass seemed to flow through his body, urging him to move as the beat and alcohol took control. Keeping his eyes locked on his target, he made his way through the undulating crowd, side-stepping a drunk girl who tried to hug up on him. As he got closer, he thought about the best way to approach her.
Kaelynn twisted her hips sensually; her eyes closed and hands trailing up her body into her thick, curly mane of hair as the singer crooned about making love throughout the night. Her body felt hot; partially from the alcohol she had consumed at home and while at the party. The other cause of her condition was simply because she was horny as hell. Unfortunately her boyfriend was MIA once again, but for some reason Kaelynn couldn't seem to make herself stop dancing long enough to search for him to get his assistance.
That was the only reason to come to these parties anyway; to dance and to be with her friends. She could care less about the social politics people still seemed to care about, though they were all in college and not high school. But Kaelynn, well, she danced to the beat of her own drum. Right now, it was telling her to keep moving her body to the rhythm and she listened.
He came to her from behind, slipping his hands around her waist to rest them on her hips, pulling her back into his front. Without missing a beat, he joined in on her sensual movements; her thick ass pressed right into his groin as the two dipped and grinded to the beat. The strobe lights flashed around them; making every movement surreal as if life was a flip book animation.
Kaelynn instantly knew who it was. He had been watching her all night; even before they all arrived to the college party of the year. This was partially the reason she had drank so much in the first place. She could never take those cornflower blue eyes staring at her for too long before the all too familiar feeling of guilt set in. Lochlan. Her best friend. Her Loch.
She leaned back further into his hold, resting her head against one of his broad shoulders as she placed her hands over his, slowing the pace and winding her hips in circular motions; making sure her ass thoroughly rubbed against the burgeoning erection she could feel pressing against her through his jeans. She figured there was no harm in dancing; it's not like they hadn't danced together before.
Lochlan groaned out from under his breath as he felt her ass rubbing him just right; his hands clutched tighter around Kaelynn's hips as he pushed harder against her. Her breath caressed his damp skin as she turned her face into his neck as they continued to grind; his erection coming in full force, straining against his jeans. He bit his bottom lip, looking down from over her shoulder to gaze at the top of her breasts, which were displayed to their best advantage by the tight bodice of her sundress.
He moved one of his hands down slowly as they continued to dance, her hand still atop his, and wrapped his fingers around the inside of the top of her thigh where it met her pelvis; the fabric of her dress bunching up to allow his hand entrance. In effect, this placed the back of her hand right against her underwear covered pussy. Keeping a firm hold of her hip with his other hand he guided their hips back and forth, making sure he stayed in contact with her body as her pussy ground against their hands with their movements.
From the outside perspective, it completely looked like they were fucking on the dance floor and in a way they were, but no one cared to notice in their drunken haze and so no one was able to tell. They moved as one, their bodies in sync as Lochlan guided their movements.
Kaelynn's body was on fire. She was now completely panting as they continued their dance. The song had long since changed, but neither noticed. She could feel her body ready to fly into a million pieces of pleasure as each roll of their bodies grinded her hand against her now soaked underwear. She vaguely heard Lochlan groan out something before suddenly the full lights turned on and somebody screamed "Cops!"
All hell broke loose and Kaelynn jerked herself upright, breaking contact with Lochlan as everyone made a run for the door. Feeling dazed, she turned to see Lochlan, his eyes closed as he took a deep breath; running both hands through his honey brown hair. In her stupor, she couldn't help but to admire how perfectly he filled out just a simple hunter green t-shirt, a dark pair of jeans and some black boots.
Her admiration was cut short when he suddenly opened his eyes, surveyed the chaos around them and then grabbed onto her hand. "C'mon, let's go." He pulled her behind him as he made short work of cutting through the drunken and panicked crowd, heading towards a door off to the side of the living room turned dance floor instead of the front door.
"Where we goin?" Kaelynn muttered out, still tipsy from the jungle juice she had earlier and the hot dance they had just shared. She was sure she would regret everything in the morning, but for now, she was just living in the moment.
"There's a side entrance. I have a friend who belongs to the frat so I know my way around." he explained as he opened the door, reaching and grabbing his cell phone from his back pocket so he could use the flashlight. Carefully guiding her down a few steps, they walked past a bunch of crap thrown in the entry way before exiting through the side door.
Lochlan shook his head as he took in the scene outside. Typical Thursday night shit. Drunk girls crying and falling all over the place. Guys shouting and arguing. Blah blah blah. He was sick of it. He only continued to go because he knew he had to keep an eye on Kaelynn. It looked like the cops call had been a fake one, since he didn't see any flashing lights.
The false call came just in time. For a moment there, he had lost control. For a moment there, he was very close to crossing that line that he'd been toeing for the past couple of weeks now. He had to get himself together before he initiated something they both would regret when sober. Looking down at his phone to shut off the flashlight, he noticed two new text messages. He ignored one of them and opened the other.
-Got rid home. Brng her wit u-
Lochlan sighed. Feeling the familiar feeling of annoyance creeping in and ruining his chill, Lochlan turned to Kaelynn, who looked a bit unsteady on her feet. He quickly wrapped an arm around her waist and turning in the direction of his place, began half carrying half walking her.
