“What are you doing here Dorian?” I spun around in his arms, running my hands over his hard torso, feeling his muscles flexing with every move of his hips.
His brown eyes met mine, and that smirk of his appeared. I wanted to kiss that smirk right off his face.
“I was having a chat with a friend of mine, and spotted you dancing like a teenager in her bedroom. So, I thought I’d get a better look.” He was provoking me, as usual.
I leaned in close, rubbing my breasts against his chest, moving down his body then back up. He was completely in control of himself when my eyes met with his gaze. I thought I would have at least gotten a hiss out of him or some reaction. Oh well.
“What are you doing, Esme?” His calm voice had a bit more bite in it.
I swayed, enjoying myself whether he was dancing with me or not.
“I’m on Operation Get Esme Laid,” I sang out in my drunk-ass voice.
That brought a reaction out of him. His eyes darkened, and his fingers gripped my waist a bit harder. I wished I knew what he was thinking, so of course drunk me asked. His head leaned in, his breath tickling my ear since my long hair had been braided to the side so my back could be seen.
“I’m thinking about fucking you and getting my curiosity out of my system.” His words were low, and I felt the vibrations shiver down my skin, making me shudder.
I turned back around, pulling out of his grasp, my finger waggling at him.
“Too bad you wouldn’t stoop low enough to fuck me in the on-call room, huh, Dorian? I would have rocked your world, but instead you couldn’t pull that stick out of your ass, and you lost this bomb-ass pussy,” I said, stalking away, feeling like a goddess for setting him straight. Even if I would totally regret it once I was sober and working with him the next day.
Lilith pulled me in for a hug and then held my hands, moving me with her to the beat.
“Your emotions feel strange, like a big weight was lifted off your shoulders but also some kind of regret. You okay?” Rose shouted as she danced next to me.
“Yeah, I just finally told my dick of a chief physician, who said he wanted to fuck me, that he missed his chance, and I had bomb-ass pussy,” I responded. Rose stopped dancing. In fact, all three of them did. Echo immediately scanned the club, as if there was a threat.
“It’s all good, guys. I’ve been dying to say that for a long time. I feel so free!” I tried to get Lilith to dance with me again, but she was apparently done.
“Come on, guys! Dance with me!” I pouted as I continued to shimmy and bob to the beat.
“Dorian was just here?” Rose asked, and I nodded. That bastard ruined everything, including my night out with the girls, it seemed.
“Yeah, he’s an ass. Please, can we go back to having fun?” I tried again, not ready to let go of my drunken night of freedom. They looked at each other, having a silent conversation, and began dancing again, but it wasn’t the same.
We stayed for another hour before they dropped me off at my apartment and went back to their men. I bet they had awesome sex, while I slept alone and dreamed of dancing under the stars with a man with a stupid smirk.
