Anchored

Seven

Sara grins.

"What?" I ask.

"Look," She whispers and points towards the living room.

I turn around.

I see Brody and Jax starring at me. Like, drool coming out of their mouths. They are both, eyeing me up and down, up and down. The blood drains downstairs and I'm actually enjoying the way their eyes are raking over my body.

It's gotta be the vodka.

"Princess. I am literally speechless." Jax fumbles

"Damn, Millie." Brody looks down

I'm satisfied. But the show hasn't even started yet.

The song, "Talk" by Khalid has come on and I start to shake my hips.

"Jed, another drink please," he hands me a drink. I gulp it. "Thank you. Sara, let's dance."

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Jax's POV

Damn.

I saw her the second she walked in with my brothers girlfriend. This was all fun. We are literally doing this to shit with her before she leaves for college. But damn.

I can feel a hard on.

I punch Brody on the shoulder

"What the fuck?" He follows my stare to Amelia. "Damn."

We watch her down like 4 vodka and pink lemonade drinks before Sara points to us. We are drooling at this point. No shame.

I imagine her legs really wrapped around my waist. Adjusting my pants to be comfortable I gotta stand up. Brody follows.

"Princess. I am literally speechless."

"Damn, Millie."

The song, "Talk" by Khalid has come on and she starts to sway her hips.

"Jed, another drink please," she says and Jed hands her another one, she gulps it. "Thank you. Sara, let's dance."

She moves to the dance floor slowly. Fucking tease. I'm pretty sure she is fucked up already. I watch as her hips sway with the rhythm. She looks at me and then Brody and I feel like we chose the wrong girl. This girl, she was a closet freak. And we unleashed it.

Fuck. My dick is hard. All I wanna do is press it against her so she can see what she has done just by dancing. A lot of girls have to do a lot more than just fucking dance.

She kicks off her heels. And bounces to the music, she puts her hands in her hair and up in the air.

Within seconds I find myself all over her. I'm right behind her, my hands on her hips as she sways right on the spot I fucking need.

She turns around to face me, surprised? No she's fucking amused. She is having a good time and this is exactly what we wanted. She is loosening up. I dig it.

She turns back around to where her ass is in the right spot and I lean down to kiss her neck. She takes her arm and slings it around my neck.

I gotta stop. She's fucking wasted.

She turns her head and faces me, her ass still swaying. I'm undone, I press our lips together and kiss her hard. Like I need this kiss and I want her to know it.

I stop. I can't do this with her drunk.

"Baby. You're drunk."

"No, you are!! This is what you wanted right? For me to have fuuuuuuuuun!" She is jumping in the air. So fucking cute.

" I'm not drunk I haven't had anything to dri-"

"Kiss me." She pouts.

Fuck. So fucking cute.

I kiss her. A long heavy kiss. I let go and sigh, she's gotta get home.

"Sara, are you good to take her home?"

"No! I have had as many as her! And I'm pretty sure we were planning on staying the night."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.