The Guy Who Gave Up His Jersey (New Version)

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WARNING: Before you read this chapter, I want you to know it has mature details, thus meaning read at your own risk. :)

I'll sum up the beer pong game. Alejandro was warming up for the first three throws. By then most of the guys around us were throwing so much mess at him for having a girl whoop his ass. (We're in the same team and we were turning against each other!) I warned him about my skills at the game. He got it together after the teasing and we kept scoring. Until the final cup stood at each end of the table. It was our turn to throw and if we both made we'd win. I'm good at pep talking so I told Alejandro if he makes it I'd give him a lap dance.

By the time we were approaching the end of our game, I had finished my drink and drank most of the beer inside the cups. The alcohol had numbed my logic reasoning. Offering Alejandro a lap dance was not logic reasoning. Not one bit. The guys whistled, encouraging him to make the shoot. I had made it so it was all on him.

He gave me a look, realizing the drinks were getting to me. He throw the ball, carelessly, he thought he wasn't going to make it, but that damn white ball. It fell so gracefully into the red cup and the guys lost it.

Fuck.

One of the guys brought a chair and Alejandro was forcefully sat down. "Guys, chill she was joking." He told them.

"No I wasn't." I shot back. My mouth was ignoring the commands coming from my brain. Like to shut the fuck up.

He shook his head. Licking his lips, he shrugged. "Fine, give me my lap dance."

I took off my jacket and dropped it to on the ground. The chilly November air hit my skin causing goosebumps to run down my spine. The music changed to Bryson Tiller and I smiled. His songs always get me in my feelings when I'm drinking.

I threw my leg over Alejandro's lap and sat down. I began moving my hips, side to side, letting myself get lost in the best of the music. It didn't take him long before he moved underneath me uncomfortably. I opened my eyes and he was staring back at me. His eyes fill with lust. I turned around grinding harder on him, feeling his growth underneath me. My heart was racing against my chest. My own hormones were starting to get to me.

His hands landed on my hips and he pulled me further down on him. I could make out his growth under me and I moaned underneath my breath. I leaned my back towards him and buried my face in his neck.

I was enjoying the lap dance a lot more than I intended to. Suddenly, he gets me off of him and grabs the jacket off the floor.

"Let's go take some shots?" His voice cracked a little.

I run my fingers through my hair and nodded. "Okay."

We left the group and went back to the table where all the alcohol was at. Ale grabbed a bottle of whiskey and shot cups. We took the first one, then the second one. We must have taken four before he threw his head back. Was he feeling what I felt? The frustration? The heat between my legs get unbearable and all I wanted was the alcohol to make it stop.

It made it worse.

I wasn't buzzing anymore, my body felt light. "Do you want to go to the party at the club? We don't need to hang out with our friends." I heard him say.

"Are you good to drive though? Cause I am not." I giggled.

"I'm buzzing not fully drunk." He confessed. "I'm good to drive."

"Let's go." This time it was me who grabbed onto his hand and pulled him out the back to street.

We arrived to the club quickly or at least that's how it felt. My surroundings were going in circles for me. I tried getting it together before we arrived but all my mind could focus on was the lap dance I gave Ale.

We got off the truck and I went over to Ale's side. He leaned against the door, running his fingers through his hair.

"You okay?" I asked.

"If I were to kiss you right now, would you push me away?" His question caught me off guard. He asked if he could kiss me, right?

"Why would you-" He grabbed onto my face and pulled me towards him. I watch the outline of Alejandro lean forward and with a few inches away, his sent hit me. I wanted to say something to him before he kissed me, but I could not find the words.

His lips brought tingling feeling upon mine and a my own heart fluttered. I thought he was going to give me a small kiss like the one I gave him. I was wrong. Our hesitant lips grew comfortable with each other and they got in sync. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him, leaving no space between us.

He departed his lips from mine. "Let's go inside the car?" He said, weaving. I just nodded. We had to park a street away from the club and only a dim light lighten up the street we were on.

He opened the back door and we climbed in. I wasn't thinking of what was going to happen. My body took control and I watched it happen. He sat down and I climbed over him, his face facing straight into my chest. My hands landed on the sides of his cheek and I ran my fingers down his hot flesh. Pulling down on his bottom lip with my thumb.

God. His lips are mouthwatering. I lowered my face down and sucked on his bottom lip. At the same time he rocked his lower body underneath, rubbing himself on me.

"Fuck Juliana." As I slowly thrusted my hips with his.