A few seconds later, a photo comes through. Parker’s smiling face graces Ben’s phone. I can’t possibly imagine what they’re painting. From what I can tell, the only color they’re using is black. Or at least it looks that way, given the black paint streaked through their hair and beside their temple.
Cotton Candy
Have fun! I’ll see you guys after.
Ben
If you get bored and wanna come, let me know. The invitation is there.
Ben shoves his phone back into his bag, then leans toward me like he’s about to kiss me before backing away. “Mmm, maybe not in the locker room.”
I shake my head. “No. But outside the locker room, yeah. Let’s go get showered.”
When we’re showered and changed, we step out into the cool night air. “I’m gonna get us a ride. The bar’s off campus.”
He orders an Uber, then pockets his phone. After a quick look around the building, he grabs my hand and tugs me around the building and out of sight.
I can’t help but laugh. “You’re making a real habit of dragging me beside and between buildings.”
He hums, leaning into my space and brushing his nose along mine. “Are we gonna stop this time?”
I shake my head. “No. Parker’s ours now.”
He groans. “Fucking unbelievable that I have you both.”
I don’t even have time to respond before he’s slamming his lips down on mine. My dick hardens rapidly, pressing against my zipper. Ben feels it—of course he does—and he uses the opportunity to grind against me, deepening our kiss as he moans against my lips.
I tangle my fingers in his hair, using his signature move on him, and tilting his head to the side. I’m not sure he was expecting that because he shivers, a deep moan vibrating in his chest.
“Fuck, Lan,” he groans.
Smiling, I nip his bottom lip, eliciting another deep sound from his throat.
He shoves his thigh between my legs, pressing his whole body flush against mine as he grinds his hard dick against my thigh.
Taking back control of the kiss, he slides his tongue along mine, then grips my jaw, turning my head to the side. The second he’s got me where he wants me, he breaks the kiss, then works his way down my jaw to my throat, sucking on the tender flesh just under my ear.
My breath punches out of me, but before he can go further, he stops and pulls back. “Car’s here.”
The look in his eyes is wild, pupils blown, and hair a mess from my fingers tangling in it. “What? How do you know?”
He grins, a shamelessly cocky sort of smile that tells me heknowsthe effect he has on me. “Phone buzzed.”
“Well, damn.”
He shakes his head with a laugh, stepping back and adjusting himself while I do the same. “Okay, let’s go. We can pick this up later.”
I follow him around the corner, where our car is indeed waiting for us.
I have a decent buzz. It’s nice. I’ve never drank before tonight, and even though I could probably get drunk and not think twice about it, I really don’t want to. I like the way I feel right now. All fuzzy and good and warm, but I still have control of my mind, and I still feel mostly alert and aware.
“Want another drink, Cutie?” Ben says near my ear.
“Not right now, but maybe later.”
He grins, then slides into the booth next to me. The guys are wild tonight. A few have already left, pretty girls hanging off their arms, but I’m still here along with Ben, West, Devon, and Levi, crammed into this booth.
“Let’s take a selfie for Parker,” Ben whisper-shouts.
