but right now, in the height of horniness, I had no desire to be with her. I wanted something only guys could give—naturally, anyway. I wanted to feel Ashton’s penis in my hands, my mouth. Inside of me.
Oh shit…
I wanted to have sex. I wanted to have sex with Ashton. There was no doubt in my mind at this point. I liked guys; only guys. And I wanted Ashton to take my virginity.
“I want you,” I whispered, looking at the woman, hoping the Panthers couldn’t hear.
But Ashton needed to. I was now sure.
The woman froze, hips paused, and tits calmed. “Me?”
Ashton’s chuckle was throaty at the side of my face. “Nah, Wet. Nabby-girl here has made possibly the best decision in her life.” His beard scraped against my face while standing straight.
It burned my skin and my panties, making me rub my thighs together.
“Oh!” the woman laughed, then reached to hug my face. “Happy birthday, sweetie. Oh, to be young again.” She laughed.
I didn’t respond with words. Instead, I handed her the rest of the cash Ashton had given me earlier. I knew I was supposed to make it rain, but my mind was blown by my “decision,” as he put it.
The dancer let herself off my chair effortlessly and took off. When I was able to gather myself, I looked all around, and finally behind me. The Panthers were with dancers. The strippers who formed a birthday line for me were coupled with them. Some were two to a guy. Eventually, some of the players went back to their seats with their dancer of choice. Even Paulie plopped back down next to me with a topless girl. She was his complexion with orange afro puff ponytails. A few Panthers left with dancers, disappearing behind a curtain of beads all the way on the other side of the showroom.
“You good?” Paulie asked while the girl made herself comfortable over his long legs.
“Where are they going?” I couldn’t help my curiosity.
“Private rooms for private dancing,” he scoffed. “Big money, too.”
“You got it, long John.” The woman straddling him purred, running her orange nail down the center of his chest.
Paulie’s mouth hung open again, already lost to her feminine skills. She was good, but not as good as the one who had just left me. My eyes scanned the area for her. When I saw her kneeling at Ashton’s side while he sat in his chair, my stomach turned. They were…talking. Like old friends, their eyes were locked onto each other as she spoke to him. She seemed to be explaining something to him while he’d nod every few seconds. Even in the dimness of the room, I could see his eyes strained on her. It could have been flirting; it could have been that he was genuinely into her conversation. Either way, I felt annoyed.
My phone thankfully vibrated next to my hip in the clutch I carried. A clutch… I couldn’t believe at nineteen, I’d be in heels, a tight dress, light makeup and jewelry, using a purse. The only thing normal about my look was the ponytail, but even that, ShawnNicole made fancy by puffing it out and shaping my edges.
Samantha: Hey, you okay?
Rolling my eyes, I BBM’d her back. I told her the Panthers’ plan for me tonight. She wanted to come and look out for me, but I told her no. I didn’t think the guys wanted anyone who wasn’t a Panther out on this “field trip.” I didn’t want to ask and be told no.
Me: i guess. yeah.
Less than a minute later, the phone buzzed again.
Samantha: Okay. Let me know if you need me to borrow a car to come get you. I know where that place is. They can be such assholes. You don’t have to take it Tori!
The corner of my mouth lifted. It was nice to know someone had my back. But I remembered something, too.
Me: i may back in the morning. i’m going out with my friend later.
Samantha: How?
I chewed the inside of my lip, attention blindly going over to Paulie next to me. His arms were hanging over the chair and legs stretched out like he was surrendering. The girl on him had her face in his crotch while her private part was inches away from his face. The poor guy was in heaven.
Me: he’s picking me up from here.
Samantha: When?
Me: soon. could be outside now.
I felt like a fool. If the car was outside, where was I going? Back to campus,