“Maybe you could use the ball as inspiration,” Tiffany grinned. “Just mountains of sex, people writhing around like some sort of masquerade orgy.”
“I think I saw a movie like that once,” Jessica mused.
“You could have a protagonist as queen of the ball,” Sunny said. “And she’s being ravished by men. Worshipped from toes to top with a hundred different pairs of lips.”
“That’s hardcore,” Tiffany said. “I’d settle for his face between my legs and my face between his.”
I blushed, but my imagination ran wild, thinking about these things, imagining myself as the center of attention for all three of my guys. I imagined how good it must feel to be worshipped by all three of them at once, and how I would reciprocate, tasting their hot skin and letting them pleasure me with their mouths and the hardness between their legs.
I still hadn’t done anything that intense. The very thought of it made my face all the redder. But maybe I could write about it at least, and get it out of my system that way.
“I’m going to call it there, class,” Professor Jackson announced, standing up. “Remember to use your time wisely and study for our exam coming up.”
The class got up, shuffling with their bags and milling towards the door. I opened my bag and began to put things inside of it, tidying up and trying to remember what was next on my schedule.
“Hey, remember that one time Jaeson wasn’t into you?” Tiffany asked me in a hushed tone.
My brows knitted together, questioning. “What are you talking about?” I asked.
“She’s talking about who just showed up at the door,” Sunny said.
“And he’s looking right at you,” Jessica added.
Sure enough, as the crowd cleared its way through the doors, there stood Jaeson in all his glory, broad-shouldered with strong forearms on display with his sleeves rolled up. Sometimes the sight of him was enough to make me melt into a puddle.
I didn’t say anything to the girls. I couldn’t make myself say anything. Was he here for me?
I didn’t have to wait long for that question to be answered. He stepped into the classroom and walked towards us.
“He’s coming this way,” Sunny hissed.
“Get in there,” Jessica whispered, nudging me forward.
She pushed me a little harder than I expected. I stumbled over my own feet, nearly crashing into Jaeson’s chest.
“Whoa, there.” Jaeson caught me by the shoulders before I could lose my balance. “You okay?”
I stared at him, those beautiful eyes, that gorgeous face, and that perfect tan. The little curl at the corner of his lips told me everything I needed to know about how much he wanted me, and what he would do to me once he had me.
And I wanted it, too.
I knew how bad this looked, me and him gazing into each other’s eyes like this, standing so close to each other like this. I knew people would talk, but I couldn’t make myself move away.
“I was hoping I could have a moment with you?” Jaeson asked.
All three of the girls stared at him, making no move to leave.
Jaeson looked between the three of them. “Privately, of course. You understand.”
All three of the girls shared a sly look.
“See ya, cutie,” Tiffany said, walking past me.
“Break a leg,” Sunny added.
“We’ll catch up with you tomorrow,” Jessica said.
A moment later, and it was just the two of us in the classroom. Even the professor had left for the moment.
“Jaeson, I—”
“Aubrey,” he said. “Will you go to the ball with me?”
