“Well if Dylan’s hands are all over me, won’t you feel left out?”
Andrew’s smile matches the smirk I had earlier. It’s like he can read my thoughts.
“Let’s go back to your place and find out.”
The hot summer heat covers my skin like a warm blanket, and I’ve never wanted to take my clothes off more. I walk a bit ahead of Dylan and Andrew, I can feel their intense gazes dancing across my back.
I spin around, quickly. They’re closer than I thought and Dylan bumps into me.
“Oh!”
Andrews behind me, catching me before I tip over.
The three of us giggle uncontrollably. The heat, the booze, the high of the chase…
“Look at me, sandwiched between you two yet again.”
I can feel Andrew start to sweat slightly, behind me.
“Andrew, if you’re so hot maybe you should just take off your shirt.”
“The sooner we get to your damn apartment, the sooner we canalltake off these damn clothes.”
I giggle again and move as fast as my heels will take me.
“Last one there has to strip for us!”
A wall of cool air hits me as I enter the apartment building. All the hot, stickiness building up on my skin evaporates instantly, leaving goosebumps across my body. My blood is rushing quicker than ever as I watch Andrew and Dylan race me to the stairs.
The climb leaves us breathless but I look at them and get really breathless.
Andrew grabs my hand and pulls me toward him, pressing his lips to mine with a delicious force.
Dylan is behind me, grabbing at my hips and yanking my hair to the side to kiss my neck.
My apartment is fresh, but not for long. The smell of sex swirls like a tornado in the air as our mouths connect and moans escape. I’m kissing Dylan. Our tongues dance and battle as Andrew plays with my very short skirt, giving me a light spank on my nearly nude cheeks.
I can already tell that tonight is going to be one to remember.