"Holy shit," she finally manages, looking down at me between her thighs. I give her a blinding smile.
“Please tell me you’re staying with me tonight, because I have so many things I want to do to you.”
“More? You want to fuck me more?” she asks.
“You’re my own personal Viagra. My dick doesn’t understand, he just wants you.”
She bites her lip, her lipstick is partially gone thanks to my dick.
“Now that’s an endorsement.” She giggles.
I crawl up her body and kiss her, and she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back.
“I’m so happy I found you,” I tell her.
“Me too,” she says, smiling as widely as I am. "How long have we been gone?"
I check my watch. "Shit, a while.”
"We need to get back."
“I know. Let’s tidy ourselves up and then head back, separately. She nods, and I help her up as she rushes to the bathroom.
The party is still going, but I notice there are fewer people now. The music is still playing, the bar is still open. I spot Sully immediately, and he's leaning against a table, watching me approach.
"Have a nice time?" he asks.
"Don't know what you're talking about."
"Right. And Jo didn't disappear for the exact same amount of time."
"Coincidence." I smirk.
“Ew. I can see the happiness dripping off you.”
“Merry Christmas.” I chuckle.
“Yeah. Yeah,” he grumbles.
Fish sees us and comes over. “She is insane.”
“Who?” I ask.
“Collette.”
"She's been fucking with me all night. I don't know if she hates me or really hates me."
Movement catches my eye, and I see Jo join her table again. She starts laughing at something Harper says as if we haven’t just fucked like rabbits upstairs. When her eyes meet mine across the room, there's heat there, and I can’t wait for this night to be over.
I wake up to sunlight streaming through my windows, and Jo is in my arms, her back pressed against my chest. I kiss her shoulder, and she stirs.
"Morning," I murmur.
"Morning." Her voice is rough with sleep.
"How do you feel?"
"Sore." She stretches. "Very sore."
