Alexis POV - Continued

I had to admit. The way he talked, the way he felt, the way he smelt was definitely making my body respond in a way I didn't want it to at this moment. But even so, it was nowhere near dominant over the effect that the Vaughns had on me. I start to gain control over my mind and body again just as the elevator chimes and the doors open.

"Excuse me, but have you got a permit to be all up in her face like that?"

I whip my head towards the open doors and see Stefan standing there, glaring at Brendan.

Yes! Omg I love you Stef!

I flash a cheeky grin at him then turn my attention back to Brendan as I catch him rolling his eyes in frustration, as he slowly backs off me. I make my way over to Stef, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as a thank you, before turning back around. "Goodluck in there." I say, catching a hint of a smirk creeping up at the corner of his mouth. Stef holds the doors open, eyeing Brendan up slowly, purposely holding his gaze directly on the bulge in his pants.

"Need some help with that big boy?" Stef asks in his most flirtatious tone.

I chuckle looking at Brendans reaction as he looks over at me, bug eyed. "Come on Stef. Leave him be." I wrap my arm around his, prying him away from the door as we make our way to the party room.

"Oooo girl, you better spill that tea." He says through clenched teeth as he hears the elevator doors begin to close.

We reach the bar doors and he quickly removes my arm from his, moving in front to block the door.

"Stef--" I object.

"Are you gonna pretend like I didn't just walk in on you getting freaky deaky in the elevator with Mr Sex-on-a-stick?."

I roll my eyes. "Nothing happened."

"Mhmm, thanks to me girl." He replies. "You're lucky it was me and not one of your boy toys who saw you just now."

I didn't even think of that, but to be fair we weren't actually doing anything that needed to be explained to anyone and even if we weren't interrupted, there was no way I was going to allow him to put his hands on me. I've been there, done that. I've made that mistake with Benji once before. Brendan may be different but he is still.. a man!

"Don't you think two cocks are enough babe?" He continues. "I seriously doubt you can handle a third."

I fold my arms across my chest. "Really Stef?" I bite back, clearly stung by his words. "I may not be like Ava, but you really don't think I can handle myself? You know how long it's been since I've even bothered to be interested in someone, let alone have sex. It's not an ideal situation but it's also not my fault they all decide to show interest in me at the same fucking time. I already feel guilty as it is, so quit slut shaming me please and just.. just talk about something else."

"So you're not gonna tell me who that is?" He prods.

I shrug. "He's nobody to me."

He cracks me a smile at my bullshit answer, pulling me in for a hug. "Ok girl, I hear you."

I fully embrace him, allowing my body to sink into his, as I close my eyes and take a deep breath in. It felt so nice to hug someone, to hug a man and have his large arms wrapped around me securely without the worry of it leading to something sexual. I wasn't used to the amount of attention I was getting in a short amount of time and frankly I was exhausted over this game of ping pong I had going with Benji and Brad. My encounter with Benji drained the life out of me and a part of me was hoping he wouldn't be here tonight. Truth be told, right now in this moment, all I wanted to do was see Brad again.

God I hope he's ok.

"Ok come on. Let's get this party started shall we?" Stefan says, pulling me out of my thoughts as he releases his embrace and turns away to open the door.

Here we go.

Bradleys POV

I was already on my second beer for the night, dancing away to the music and people watching when the live band abruptly stops playing and I hear Julie blow out a loud cheerful whistle. Everyone turns towards the entrance and I follow suit. There she was, picture perfect, in a sexy little bat girl outfit. 6 inch black peep toe heels, exposed silk legs, a tight black leather look mini dress which clung onto every curve perfectly and two magnificent looking wings attached behind her. I was fucking floored and I just couldn't take my eyes off her, nor did I want to.

Her eyes search the room and finally land on mine. I bite down on my bottom lip as my eyes show her the much deserved appreciation to her outfit. She blushes and then whispers something to Stef who's standing beside her. He quickly zones in on me and winks.

Oh fuck.

Now it's my turn to blush. I see her finally making her way over to where we were, stopping to greet the other guests along the way. One by one, she inched closer to me, stopping a little longer when she reaches Ava and Trevor as they exchange introductions. More people start to crowd around her, greeting her, hugging her, dancing with her.

I was getting impatient. All I wanted to do was wrap my arms around her and kiss her. Show her how much I've missed her and been thinking about her in just the few hours that we were apart.

Fuck. Finally!

She shyly strides over to me, hesitation coating her every move. She was nervous. I quickly close the gap for us, snaking my right arm around her waist and my left hand cupping her face as I bring my lips down to taste her. This kiss was urgent. I was holding my breath for so long, waiting for her to reach me that I was sure I would pass out if I had to wait a minute longer. Her body relaxed into me, almost like she was afraid of my initial reaction to seeing her again, but now that the pink elephant in the room had vanished, her body became soft and her lips melted into mine. I could've easily lost myself in this moment, not caring who was around me, but for her sake I made sure we kept this moment between us, PG rated.

I finally release her lips, our breathing ragged and she just manages to whisper out a "Hey."

"Hey you." I reply, smiling down at her with both arms now wrapped around her waist, holding her against me. I lean down, bringing my lips to her ear. "You look so fucking sexy. What are you doing to me?" She giggles against my neck as I press my semi against her.

"You look really good too. I like the outfit. Very cute!" She replies as she takes a step back to look over my attire. "Do you grant wishes too?"

"Oh ha ha. I'm a fairy man not a genie." I reply. "But if you tell me what it is you want, I am more than willing to give it to you." I lean into her ear again. "You know I'm good for it."

I see her bite down on her lower lip, lust evident in her eyes as she contemplates whether to take me up on the offer.

"Alright, plenty of time for that." Stef cuts in. "Let's get some liquid gold in you babe. How about a blowjob?"

He places a hand on my shoulder and looks me dead in the eye as the word blowjob leaves his lips and I immediately feel my dick turn flaccid. "Shots?" I reply and he flashes me an evil grin.

"Depends, which one do you prefer?." He replies and my eyes go wide.

What the actual fuck man.

"He's just messing with you." Lexi chuckles as she watches me fidget uncomfortably.

Stef bursts into laughter, slapping me across the chest. "Relax baby, I know you don't swing that way. I flirt, I kid, I give good head. Sue me."

I chuckle nervously as he continues to eye up my cock. I have no issues with gay men or even being friends with them, but I was definitely 100% all about the pussy.

"Shots!"

I hear Jules scream out over the music and we quickly make our way to the bar. The whole counter was lined with shots of alcohol. I look over to Lexi with a raised eyebrow as if to say, can you handle this?

She shrugs in return, then looks back over to Jules, awaiting further instructions. "Can I get all my sexy ladies in the house to step up. We got us some blowjobs to take care of." Jules says, lining all the females up against the bar, placing them directly infront of each shot glass. There were enough blowjob shots, that each female would be able to down 3 of them.

"Birthday girl goes first!" Jules says, shoving a shot in Lexi's palm. She looks over at me then quickly takes it all in, licking the side of her mouth as she places the empty shot glass down. All the other females follow suit, quickly catching up to Lexi who was now on her second and moving onto her third. She slams the last empty shot glass down on the counter and a roar of whistles and cheers erupt around me. Her cheeks immediately flush red and I wasn't sure if it was out of embarrassment or from the alcohol.

"Alright boys, you're up." Jules yells as she helps the bartender line the counter with fresh shots. "Who wants a wet pussy?"

I immediately look over at Lexi who was standing with the other girls, my eyes raking over her body as I bite my lower lip, silently telling her I'd rather have my mouth around her wet pussy right now. She rubs her thighs together and I could tell she was thinking the same thing.

"Brad? You up for a wet pussy?" Jules asks as she snaps me out of my trance, giving me a cheeky smile as she catches me looking at Lexi.

"Always." I reply, sending a quick wink back at Lexi who is still slightly red in the face.

We all had three shots each and we downed them quickly and easily. Shan and Jules were already sucking face with the boys as they were finishing off the remains of their third shot. I look over at Lexi as I slowly finish my last shot, purposely licking my lips in a way that she would know what exactly I was thinking. She bites down on her lip and her eyes never leave mine. The band starts up again, playing "Skin" by Rihanna as I cross the room towards her. I lean over her body as my hands rest ontop of the counter on either side of her. "How was the wet pussy?" She asks cheekily. I feel myself smile, knowing there were so many different ways to answer this question.

I inch closer, pressing myself against her as I lower my lips to her ear. "You tell me babe. How is that tight, wet pussy of yours?"

I hear her lick her lips as I run my tongue down her neck. "I almost blew my load just watching you swallow all that liquid in one go. Fuck you turn me on babe." She remains silent as I continue to tease her with my tongue. The alcohol starts to kick in as she begins to move her hips to the beat. I move us closer to the dance floor as we start to move as one with the melody. The sultry rhythmic tune quickly putting us all in a trance. I sweep the room, watching as all bodies merge into one, like one big orgy. I return my attention to Lexi, our surrounding now a blur and all I could see was her. She relinquishes control over her body as she allows the music to take over, turning away from me to now grind her perfect ass on my dick. I was hard as a rock, gripping her waist even tighter as I sway to the music while nibbling on her right earlobe. She reaches up, locking her hands around my neck. My right hand reaches down to touch her inner thigh, then slowly creeps up as they graze over soft lacey fabric which were connected to a metal clip. "Jesus fuck, what are you wearing?" She had a sexy garter underneath her dress that wasn't visible to me yet and so I let my fingers tug at the fabric instead. This chick had me on the brink of blowing, over a fucking piece of material. I pry my fingers off the garter and continue to trail it upwards, hiking her dress up higher as I gently pinch at her soft skin.

"Brad--" She whispers. I turn her back around to face me without breaking the rhythm of our hips. Her mound is in line with my cock and she begins to rub up against me with more aggression as her hands snake up around my neck once more. "You keep doing that and you're gonna make me blow, baby." I whisper into her mouth.

"Mmm, maybe that's the intention." She whispers back, slowly looking up to meet my eyes. I nuzzle my face into the nook of her neck and let out a frustrated growl as my hands travel further down, gripping both her ass cheeks, pushing her body closer to me, as if it wasn't already close enough.

I growl.

My lips collide with hers, hungrily tasting her as my need continues to grow. The music shifts and the band begin to play a softer, slower tune. I ease off her slightly, allowing her to steady her breathing as I wisp her away from the middle of the dance floor to continue our own private dance closer to the lounge area.

"May I have this dance, pretty lady?"I ask, extending my arm out to her. She chuckles and places her petite hand in mine. "Yes you may." She replies.

I wrap my other arm around her waist, pulling her into my chest, moving slowly to the music as the lyrics kick in. "I love this song." She says against my chest. "Do you know it?"

I listen closely. "Air Supply?" I say and she smiles and nods. "You an 80's girl?"

"Yea. Love the 80's. Some of the best songs were made in the 80's." She replies.

I think I'm in love.

I stare at her in awe. "You seem surprised." She continues as she chuckles at my dumbfounded expression.

"I-- I guess I wasn't really expecting that, but I couldn't agree with you more. You surprise me everyday babe."

"I may be 21 but that doesn't mean I don't know what real music is." She chuckles then looks down at her feet, placing her hands on top of my chest. "I guess there's still quite alot that we don't know about each other though."

I place my finger under her chin, lifting it up to look at me. "We can start tonight? I wouldn't mind getting to know more about you and not just physically." I push her softly against one of the pillars, with my back now towards the dance floor. "Though I admit, I'm quite enjoying getting to know your body and what makes you... wet." I trace my finger along her collar bone lightly, moving up towards her mouth as my thumb softly grazes her bottom lip which was already begging for my attention. "I can't wait to kiss you.... and I'm not talking about these lips." Her breath hitches and I smile as I watch her react to my words. She takes a deep breath in, closing her eyes as she gathers her thoughts.

"God you're making this so difficult to concentrate, but I need to say this before anything else happens tonight." She says after a few silent minutes.

Here it comes. The moment I've been dreading. The incident I've been trying to erase from my mind. The damn pink fucking elephant that I thought had already left the party. "This is about my brother isn't it." I say basically answering my own question.

She looks up at me sheepishly and nods. I take a step back, pinching the bridge between my eyes and nose as I sigh out a heavy "Fine. Let's talk."

She reaches over and grabs my hand firmly. "Let's talk outside. Some fresh air will help." She leads me out to the private terrace and I could already feel my stomach churning from having to relive this moment again.

The cool night air welcomes us as I shut the terrace door firmly behind me. My legs were being stubborn as fuck and she practically had to drag me further away from the door so we could hear each other over the muffled music.

She lets go of my hand, turning away from me to look over the balcony at the night sky. I relied on the moons presence to help me see what was going on in that head of hers as there were no lights visible on the balcony. Her face was contorted in a way that made me feel sick. Guilt plastered all over her face.

"Babe--"

"No, please. Let me get this out." She says cutting me off.

"Well you're clearly struggling and uncomfortable with it." I shrugged. "Why do we even have to bring it up again?"

"What do you mean why?" She asks. "How can you be so calm about this?

"Trust me. Calm is definitely not the word I would use, but I don't necessarily want to relive this moment again, so I'd rather just move on."