Perhaps after meeting his friends, my suspicions will disappear.
The trees clear into a circular area, and my eyes center on a large RV where the steering wheel is inside and not hooked up to a truck.
My eyes catch an orange glow, and I notice a bonfire burning in the middle of their area, and I watch as two women wearing sheer pants and bikini tops grind their hips in sync. One of them has a brown bob, and the other has long, black, wavy hair. Both are stunning, even with drops of sweat layering their skin.
AJ throws his hands up and cheerfully exclaims, “Hey, baby, come over here!”
The woman with the wavy black hair stops dancing and squeals in excitement, jogging over to him and hopping into his arms, wrapping her legs around his torso and locking her lips with his.
Paying no attention to us, she doesn’t stop as she tightens her hold on his neck and goes about aggressively making out with him. Finally, he relents and carries her over to a nearby chair. Her legs widen, and their pelvises connect as she kisses him across his face and neck, which is the only part of him exposed, thankfully.
The woman left standing by the bonfire dabs at the dampness on her face, giving us a quick once-over, as if she’s just now registering new people. With a welcoming smile, she saysbreathlessly, “Hey, I’m Cora.” She nods her head to where Georgia is straddling AJ. “That’s Georgia on top of AJ,” she adds, reaching for the bottle of vodka and taking a sip. Then, she points the bottle to the other side of the bonfire, slurring her words as she says, “And that’s Jared, my boyfriend.” A man lounges in a camping chair with a backwards baseball hat, and he lifts his bottle of beer, nodding his head.
Ryan spouts off. “I’m Ryan, and this is my girlfriend, Marley.”
Jared raises his voice so we can hear him. “Nice to meet you guys. We thought we were the only ones out here.”
“Hope you like vodka,” Cora says, shoving cups into our hands.
“Only if it’s Tito’s.” I mischievously wink at her.
Cora slings her arm over my shoulders. “We just became best friends.”
“At least for tonight.” I grin at her as I take a big sip from my cup.
It’s mixed with club soda, my drink of choice when we go out.
Ryan finds another camping chair and drags it over to where Jared is sitting. As I watch him, I clearly see the Gator sweatshirt Jared is wearing.
All of them are young enough to be in college, and that is most likely where they go, the University of Florida.
A look of amusement crosses my face as I take another swig of my drink. Ryan and I went to Florida State University, and they are massive rivals. This past college football season, FSU had an incredible year. There is no doubt in my mind that is what Ryan is speaking about.
At that thought, parts of Ryan’s conversation reach my ears, quickly confirming my thoughts. Yep, not interested.
The music is still playing loudly, and another song starts. I think it’s David Guetta’s new release.
Shifting my focus back to Cora, I lean in close to her ear and ask, “Did you make this?” I point to the cup.
“Yes, I did!” she responds, nodding her head enthusiastically. “How do you like it?”
Chugging the rest of it down, I ask her, “Can you make me another one?” I shake my cup.
Giggling as she hiccups, she says, “You must have really enjoyed it.”
Snatching my cup, she rushes over to the side of the RV.
Sitting down in one of the chairs, I stare at the fire, lost in the colors blazing, until I catch a glimpse of Georgia and AJ, who haven’t moved. Georgia’s bikini top is off, and AJ has his face placed between her breasts, crushing them together as he drags his head back, biting her nipples and drawing them out as far as they will go.
AJ catches me leering at them, and he smirks as he fiercely takes hold of one of her nipples with his teeth, and she lets out a staggered gasp.
Crossing my legs firmly as a dull ache pulses between my legs, I avert my eyes. Cora pops up beside me. “Here you go! I made yours with an extra shot this time.”
She is already gulping hers down. Tracing the fire’s dance, my body suddenly tingles, and I begin to sway as if I were the flames themselves.
“Yes! Jared, I found another dance partner!” Cora squeals with excitement. Jared stops mid-conversation with Ryan and acknowledges her with a wide smile, showing off two dimples.
Cora grabs my hand and pulls me over to where they were dancing before. She positions herself behind me and delicately brushes her fingers up and down my hips, moving with the music while guiding me.
