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    Love Is Never Painless – (Chapter: Sposed To Be)

    We tease each other back and forth before I stake my claim. I pull her close, dip low, and throw my hair as I spin around on my heels, popping back up with my ass against her crotch.

    I hear her gasp next to my ear, mumbling "thank you Christina" and I laugh continuing to grind back into her body until the song changes to something slower.

    "I’ve been waiting all day to wrap my hands around your waist and kiss your face. Wouldn’t trade this feeling for nothing, not even for a minute"

    The seductive beat took me over

    Facing my girl again, I situated a leg between hers as we danced against each other.

    Her arms came around my shoulders resting with her palms behind my neck as we kept moving to the beat. I ran my hands over her sides, and eyes locked as she pulled me into an aggressive lip lock.

    When air became an issue she drew away keeping her lips against mine breathing deeply as she whispered, "Me llevas jodidamente loco. Quiero tenerte aquí."

    Was that a growl?

    An even better question is, was that from me?

    I tug at her bottom lip before I opened my eyes to see hers were black as night and she had a predatory look in them.

    As if it were too much too handle, she broke the gaze and dragged me off the floor and back to our booth signaling the bartender for another round.

    We greet Glen and his ‘date’ and I’m about to take a seat when Ashley pulls me into her lap with an attempt at an innocent smile. Her fingers begin to draw patterns and caress my exposed thighs while we make conversation.

    The feeling that everything about this is just right comes over me. I’m with the girl I love and my big brother having a good night and nothing could be better.

    Ashley’s POV

    "You must be a great dancer if my sister here hasn’t worn you out yet."

    I nod around the sip I’ve taken of my drink, "I can keep up with the best of them." I give a cocky smile and place a kiss to Spencer’s back.

    I knew I pulled her into my lap for a reason

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