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She nodded. “I’d like that. Let’s just put it all away for tonight and have fun.”
Jamie grinned. “Yes, let’s,” he agreed.
They were served a delicious dinner of salmon and rice pilaf and fresh vegetables. Jamie’s sister, who’d left the reception briefly to change into a cute cocktail dress, sat with them and bantered with Jamie and the groomsmen, hardly seeming like a girl who was just dumped at the altar.
Jamie’s parents were great, too, though Lucy could see the edge of worry beneath their determined-to-give-the-appearance-of-having-a-good-time demeanors. The person who seemed to be having the most difficulty, however, wasn’t Jamie or Brianne’s parents, but Jamie’s friend, Gabe.
After dinner and dessert was finished, Brianne took the stage and used the microphone to announce she wanted everyone to have fun. That no one should worry that she was sad or heartbroken. To Lucy’s surprise, even though a couple of the bridesmaids looked like the girls Lucy remembered from her private school days—rich and spoiled and just looking for someone to “mean girl”—they obviously had Brianne’s back. They were already encouraging guests to find their dance partners with the enthusiasm of soldiers carrying out a beloved general’s orders.
Brianne thanked everyone for their generous gifts but said that she would feel better if they would take them with them when they left. Laughing, she said, “I don’t want to keep anything I didn’t earn.”
A curse came from across the room followed by a crash. Lucy turned just in time to see Gabe’s back as he stalked out of the room. An awkward silence followed, then Brianne said loudly into the microphone, “Looks like the party’s gotten started!” Music began to play and the bridesmaids practically dragged couples onto the floor as Brianne hurried off the stage.
Jamie stood.
Suspecting that Brianne and Gabe would be having a word or two, Lucy grabbed Jamie’s hand. “Why don’t you give her some privacy?”
When he looked like he was going to protest, she said, “Come on. Your sister wants everyone to dance. So let’s dance.”
After a brief hesitation, he nodded and squeezed her hand, then followed her out onto the dance floor. The band was playing an upbeat Latin style instrumental and the few couples already on the floor were doing varying versions of the tango. Cole and Luke were each dancing with a bridesmaid. Jamie’s parents were dancing, too, as was Diana and her husband.
“Do you know how to tango?” Lucy asked Jamie when they made it to the middle of the floor.
He grinned and said, “Are you kidding? I was born doing the tango.”
“I can’t say the same.”
“Just follow my lead, sweet thing. I won’t steer you wrong.”
He wrapped one arm around Lucy’s waist and with his arm outstretched in front of him, he took her hand in his. He used the hand around her waist to pull her up flush against him, and her nipples rubbed against his chest through the thin material of her dress. Little jolts of electricity traveled down to her nether regions, and she immediately felt her panties get wet.
As they danced, Lucy quickly discovered Jamie had been telling the truth. He was the best dance partner she’d ever had. Effortlessly, he led her so that their dancing seemed more like floating…and foreplay. As she stared into Jamie’s face, she knew he felt the same way.
Another sure sign was his hard cock rubbing against her belly.
Wanting to tease him to even greater hardness, Lucy waited until they were tucked into a corner, mostly hidden by the dancers now crowding the dance floor, then slid her leg slowly up his body until the split along the side of the dress opened up, exposing her leg and thigh until just a hint of her lacy panties were visible.
Of course, Jamie noticed. He grew harder, and his cheeks flushed with color. She leaned forward to give him a kiss but he pulled back and grinned.
“So you’re in the mood to tease, are you?” she pouted.
“Maybe,” he told her, still grinning.
“I know how to play that game,” she said.
The band switched the tempo from the quick and intense tango to a slow, romantic love song. Jamie wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her hips into his as she slipped her arms around his neck. As they swayed in time to the music, Lucy felt a sudden rush of warm air against her ear; Jamie was blowing into it, and sending waves of goose bumps down each of her arms.
She arched her back slightly so that she could get a better angle, then ground her pelvis against his erection. Jamie groaned, leaned his forehead against hers, and said, “I’m not going to be able to walk back to our table without drawing a lot of attention, you know.”
“Then we’ll just have to stay here until you can.”
“If we stay here, if you stay in my arms, that’ll never happen.”
“Would you care? If others knew how badly you want to fuck me?”
Jamie’s hips jerked and he pulled her even tighter against him. “They’d think I was an eunuch if I didn’t get hard from dancing with you like this.” When she ground against him, he slid his hands down from her waist, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and squeezed.
Lucy let out a little gasp and then giggled. “The professor is getting a little wild on the dance floor. I like it.”
