Come With Me: A Laura Prepon and Taylor Schilling fanfic

Dancing?

I ordered a Bloody Mary almost immediately after I entered the bar. Everyone else was already headed for the private VIP room in the back of the club. Piper had gone all out to celebrate the turning of her book into a tv series.

I felt a distinctly feminine body press against me from behind as I stood waiting for my drink. I just wanted to lose myself tonight and forget about Taylor, so I pressed back against her. Only too late did I notice the faint traces of vanilla and nutmeg that is so uniquely Taylor.

"Hi," she whispered hotly in my ear, "I have a very important question to ask you later." She ended with a sharp nip to my earlobe before separating from me completely. She disappeared leaving the distinct scent that is purely Taylor, behind in her wake.

I really needed to get the thoughts of how Taylor felt around my fingers, when I made her cum, out of my mind. I tossed back my drink and headed for the VIP room. The music was blaring and half the cast was already drunk. The sea of dancing bodies seemed more inviting than drunk coworkers so I opted for the better of the two.

Staying toward the outskirts of the dance floor, I watched drunk girls and clumsy guys do what they thought was 'dancing'. I wasn't much in the mood to dance myself so I stood there knocking back drinks and watching as more of my cast mates joined the drunken college kids.

"Alright, L you're depressing me come dance," Natasha said as she drug me onto the dance floor.

It wasn't long before I was really getting into the music. My body swayed and undulated to the beat. I had somehow lost Tasha in the crowd but I was drunk enough to dance alone.

"A girl as pretty as you should never have to dance alone," a voice said from behind me.

I didn't have to turn to know who it was. I shuddered with desire as Taylor pressed against my back. A song with heavy bass came on at that exact moment and she began to grind against me. I could barely help the way my body reacted. We seemed to be connected as I ground back against her.

We danced like that for several songs before she spun me around and ground against my front. I was extremely turned on from all the attention she was giving me. I wanted to tease her as much as she had teased me. Maybe bring her to the brink of an orgasm and just walk off.

She leaned up and took my earlobe into her teeth gently biting and sending an electric pulse straight to my core.

"So, I still have a question to ask you but I want to ask you in private," she hushed into my ear.

"So where do you want to go," I breathed out.