Deviant (Boys of Winter #3) - Sheridan Anne Page 0,57
that he’s certainly no threat. “What can I say?” he chuckles as the bartender finally gets all our drinks and slides them across the table. “I think Ember is the one corrupting me.”
Ember scoffs and has the audacity to look offended as Carver passes out drinks to the guys and saves me for last. “Excuse you, assface. Do I need to remind you that you video called me during my family dinner two nights ago and requested that I finger fuck myself under the table while you got to watch?”
I suck in a breath, looking at my best friend in shock. “You didn’t.”
Both Ember and Corey grin wide. “You bet your fucking ass she did,” Corey says proudly as Ember’s cheeks flush, though it’s not from embarrassment. She’s probably thinking about the exact moment she came for her boyfriend while her parents sat cluelessly across the table, discussing their weekend plans.
“Alright,” Ember cuts in before any more of their dirty secrets can be spilled. She grabs hold of my arm and yanks me into her. “Let’s go. We have about six drinks to catch up on, some ass shaking, and a whole shitload of grinding to do on those poles.”
I laugh and let her drag me away before the guys remember that they’re supposed to be keeping a close eye on me. Though something tells me that’s not something they're bound to forget anytime soon. The fact they let Ember pull me away without trying to stop me speaks volumes.
Ember drags me onto the dancefloor and instantly pushes my drink to my lips. As I throw it back all at once, one of her hired waiters descends from nowhere in his white suit shirt and a tray filled with shots and champagne flutes.
Ember grins wide. “Drink up.”
And just like that, we each take two shots, cringe and groan as they burn their way down our throats, then grab the champagne flutes, sipping them like fancy bitches.
I feel the guys’ sharp gazes on me, but as the alcohol makes its way through my body, I start to forget just how overcrowded this party really is. I’m safe though. I have the guys’ protection, and besides, what could really happen with so many people around? It’s not like someone could get a clean shot at me while there are so many grinding bodies hanging around.
Within moments our champagne flutes are empty, and another guy shows up with more.
We drink, party, and celebrate knowing that it could be a while before we get the chance to do it again. Our lives are so crazy, and with everything Dynasty has been throwing at me, I have a feeling that once tonight is over, they’re going to expect me to really take control of this organization. There are no excuses about being too young or still being in high school. All my excuses have run dry, and it’s time to truly step up and lead the organization that my family founded.
With that in mind, I finish another drink and grin back at Ember as we both realize all too quickly that tonight is going to be one hell of a messy night.
CHAPTER 14
The guys come and go, always checking in on me, and apparently, giving me this night to let loose. I don’t doubt that all of them are deathly sober. Those drinks Carver ordered when we first got here are probably still full in their hands, the ice long melted.
King shows up at my side when I climb up onto one of the many small platforms with the poles, and before I can even hook my leg around the pole and shimmy down it, I’m pulled back to the ground and shoved into the crowd, watching in disappointment as another girl quickly claims the pole and starts shaking her ass.
“Uh oh,” I grumble, coming to a sudden standstill in the middle of the dancefloor and toppling forward when King crashes into my back, only just catching me in time.
“What’s wrong?” he questions as I spin around and look up at him with fear in my eyes.
My hand shoots between my legs, tightly cupping my pussy as I feel the dread and horror starting to come over me. “I need to pee,” I tell him, the urgency thick and heavy in my tone as I squeeze my legs together. “Actually, maybe I just did. I don’t know. I think it’s going to come out. I need to go. I … I … No. No. No.”