Endlessly

Endlessly Part 2. Melody

Melody

His eyes were constantly on me. I could practically see his jealousy radiating from him across the room. Good, that's exactly what I had wanted. Teasing Kevin was one of my favorite pastimes. It turns him on, which ultimately turns me on as well. And on top of that, once he has caught on to my game, he starts his own game of teasing. By the time we are alone to take care of each other's needs, it becomes a heated game of who can get who off first and how many times. What a great thing it was to have power over his jealousy.

He had already started to get up once, ready to jump the poor guy dancing with me. His anger was starting to boil, and I was really pushing it with him tonight. I had never teased him with another man to this extent before. I spun around and landed gracefully into Jessie's arms. I made sure to put on my best smile for him so that Kevin would stay seated for now. He always told me how my smile calmed him. I had thought it strange, but it seems he really does find it calming because I saw his body relax a bit. I looked back up into Jessie's eyes.

Poor guy, little did he know that while he eye fucked me, I was really just using him for my own little game. That was the only reason I let him undress me with those creepy eyes of his. I could read him like a book. He's one of those guys who woe's any pretty girl that comes along, because despite him being creepy, he is attractive. He probably whispers things like "your beautiful," and "you have a nice smile," to them. Everything they want to hear. A real hit it and quit it kind of guy.

Being as he is at this party, he comes from money, so that also helps with the women too. Always someone out there willing to have a one nighter with the hopes some money will be thrown their way. I knew his type very well, and I wasn't about to fall for his crap.

I studied him though. His copper hair was gelled back, and was a perfect complement to his dark green eyes. His lips looked so kissable and soft, I could see how that would be hard to resist. His body was equally as nice, as I could feel his taut muscles under his shirt when he brought me in close. For a split second, I wondered what he looked like without a shirt.

I chuckled to myself at that thought. He wasn't important to me. He was nothing more than an obstacle for Kevin to overcome to get to me. My eyes darted back to the table were Kevin sat. Oh shit, where was he? I searched the whole room, looking for him. Then through the crowd of people I saw him.

He was making his way over to me as fast as his legs out take him without making it noticeable. He looked pissed, but only I could probably tell that, and in that moment I knew I had to get Jessie out of here. As luck would have it a few people danced and twirled right in from of him, cutting Kevin off for a few moments. I turned back to Jessie who looked confused that I had stopped dancing.

"You have to leave right now," I rushed out. My tone was a bit harsh but I didn't have time to care.

"Why?" His face dripped with confusion.

"Because if you don't get out of here right now my boyfriend, that big guy coming toward us is going to kick your ass," I stated blatantly, pointing in the direction Kevin was coming. If he didn't get out of here fast enough what did I care, it was his funeral. I saw him look up, and he must have caught a glance at Kevin through the crowd of people, because his face went pale, and he did a short bow, then turned and left. I couldn't help but giggle.

As I watched him hurry away, the song ended and the dance floor began to clear. I turned back to see Kevin standing there, staring straight at me. His muscular body clothed in a tux. It suited him. Even thought he came from no money, he had a regal look to him. But if I was being honest, I'd rather see him without any clothes at all. I'd rather see him on top of me, his muscles straining and rippling under his skin as sweat dripped form his body. Watch his determined eyes as he pleasures me thoroughly.

His gaze traveled down my body, and I shuttered with desire. His grey eyes lingered on my breasts and then my hips before he met my gaze again. He took a step toward me, and I did the same. We walked the short distance to each other. I watched him watch me, and saw his face soften as I smiled at him. When we met, he placed one arm around my waist and grabbed my other hand with his. I wrapped my free arm around his neck. Purposefully I kept my distance as we swayed slowly back and forth as the music started to play. It almost made us look like grade school kids, nervous to touch each other at the school dance. He noticed at once and pulled my body close to him.

I looked up into his grey eyes. They widened for just a split second and then his lips curled into a knowing smile. Guess I had been found out then. My fun wouldn't be spoiled just yet. I smiled as well, and took this time to just enjoy this dance with the love of my life. I pressed even closer to him and rested my head against his chest. As I looked around I realized it was just us on the dance floor. Nobody had joined us at all, and were instead watching. He ran his hand up my spine at that moment, and chills ran through my whole body, electrifying me and stirring up a deep ache between my legs.

All too soon the song ends, and we share a short kiss before we break away. I wipe away the red lipstick I left behind, and imagine what he would look like if I had left lip shaped kisses all over his body. The desire rises.

I look around as he takes my hand and leads me back across the room to our table. Everyone was staring at us in awe, but it was something I was used to as we attended so many of these types of events.

"Can everyone please take their seats, the ceremony is about to start," a voice from the stage came. I looked over my shoulder to see a tall man holding a microphone. He turned and handed the mic to another man, my father, and walked away. Kevin and I took our seats as the lights dimmed, and we waited for the ceremony to start. Under the table, our fingers stayed intertwined, not wanting to let go.