and my pillow was cradling my head just right, muscles completely relaxed, and I was beginning to drift off again.
“I don’t know if it was the rush of the crowd, her, the beer I’d consumed, or just the fact that I was a horny little son of a bitch and my buddies were egging me on, but I got real bold. I knew the rules: everyone had warned me not to touch the girls. They have signs posted and everything. But I wasn’t thinking about the rules or that I might get kicked out of the club. I was all horned up and emboldened by the hoots and hollers of my buddies, and I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down on me, right there in front of everyone, like she was riding me.” Lance turned his head to look at me. “I got so fucking turned on.”
“You know what,” I said, then yawned. “Glad you had such a great time with your birthday stripper. I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m exhausted. Do you mind locking the door on your way out?” My eyes had become so heavy I gave up trying to keep them open. It was useless.
“I thought you were curious about my first time being attracted to a guy?”
“I was, but it was a simple yes or no question. Nothing against big-boobed strippers, but they really don’t do much for me, nor you getting hard for one, for that matter.” My words were slurred and I’d already started to fall over the edge into sleep, so I’m not sure of my exact statement.
I heard the TV click off and, from behind my closed eyes, saw the light on Bo’s desk go out. I think he may have said something else, but I can’t be sure. It was lost on me as I fell into blackness. Looking back, I suppose I should have been concerned that I had fallen asleep with a practical stranger in my room, but I was just too tired to really care about it at that moment. Besides, both Katie and Bo had known Lance was walking me back to the room. If there had been any real danger to me, I’d like to have thought they would have said something.
Chapter 5
I WAS in that strange place between sleep and wakefulness. A place that seems both real and dreamlike and they merge until you’re not sure which one is reality. It was in that state that I could have sworn I felt Lance standing above me, staring at me, and then the sensation was gone, replaced by nothingness. Fingers gently brushed my long bangs from my forehead, the touch like a whisper, just barely there. Soft lips pressed gently against mine. Somewhere within me, I knew I wanted this kiss, more than anything, wanted it to deepen. To lose myself, explore its warmth with tongue, but before I could open to it, the lips were gone and I drifted back into the blackness of sleep.
The click of the door closing brought me out of my light sleep. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut at the harsh light, pulled the covers up over my head, and buried my face in my pillow. “Christ, Bo! Do you need every light on in the room?”
“Sorry.”
I jerked to a sitting position, blinking rapidly to adjust to the harsh overhead florescent light, and gaped when Lance’s familiar form came into focus. He was standing near the door, a tray with two coffees in one hand and a brown bag in the other.
“I got muffins and coffee.” He walked farther into the room and set them down on Bo’s desk. “Wasn’t sure what you wanted in your coffee but I grabbed a bunch of cream and sugar.”
I closed my eyes and shook my head. When I opened them again, he was still standing there, but now he was staring at me. “I take it you’re not much of a morning person?” He chuckled.
“Uh….” I swallowed past my dry throat and ran a hand through my tangled hair. “Not really. What the hell are you doing here?”
“I told you, bringing you breakfast. What do you want in your coffee?”
“Black is fine.” I normally took a little cream and sugar, but I figured I needed the bitter taste of pure rotgut coffee to snap me out of my stupor.
Was I still dreaming? I pulled the covers up
“I don’t know if it was the rush of the crowd, her, the beer I’d consumed, or just the fact that I was a horny little son of a bitch and my buddies were egging me on, but I got real bold. I knew the rules: everyone had warned me not to touch the girls. They have signs posted and everything. But I wasn’t thinking about the rules or that I might get kicked out of the club. I was all horned up and emboldened by the hoots and hollers of my buddies, and I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down on me, right there in front of everyone, like she was riding me.” Lance turned his head to look at me. “I got so fucking turned on.”
“You know what,” I said, then yawned. “Glad you had such a great time with your birthday stripper. I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m exhausted. Do you mind locking the door on your way out?” My eyes had become so heavy I gave up trying to keep them open. It was useless.
“I thought you were curious about my first time being attracted to a guy?”
“I was, but it was a simple yes or no question. Nothing against big-boobed strippers, but they really don’t do much for me, nor you getting hard for one, for that matter.” My words were slurred and I’d already started to fall over the edge into sleep, so I’m not sure of my exact statement.
I heard the TV click off and, from behind my closed eyes, saw the light on Bo’s desk go out. I think he may have said something else, but I can’t be sure. It was lost on me as I fell into blackness. Looking back, I suppose I should have been concerned that I had fallen asleep with a practical stranger in my room, but I was just too tired to really care about it at that moment. Besides, both Katie and Bo had known Lance was walking me back to the room. If there had been any real danger to me, I’d like to have thought they would have said something.
Chapter 5
I WAS in that strange place between sleep and wakefulness. A place that seems both real and dreamlike and they merge until you’re not sure which one is reality. It was in that state that I could have sworn I felt Lance standing above me, staring at me, and then the sensation was gone, replaced by nothingness. Fingers gently brushed my long bangs from my forehead, the touch like a whisper, just barely there. Soft lips pressed gently against mine. Somewhere within me, I knew I wanted this kiss, more than anything, wanted it to deepen. To lose myself, explore its warmth with tongue, but before I could open to it, the lips were gone and I drifted back into the blackness of sleep.
The click of the door closing brought me out of my light sleep. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut at the harsh light, pulled the covers up over my head, and buried my face in my pillow. “Christ, Bo! Do you need every light on in the room?”
“Sorry.”
I jerked to a sitting position, blinking rapidly to adjust to the harsh overhead florescent light, and gaped when Lance’s familiar form came into focus. He was standing near the door, a tray with two coffees in one hand and a brown bag in the other.
“I got muffins and coffee.” He walked farther into the room and set them down on Bo’s desk. “Wasn’t sure what you wanted in your coffee but I grabbed a bunch of cream and sugar.”
I closed my eyes and shook my head. When I opened them again, he was still standing there, but now he was staring at me. “I take it you’re not much of a morning person?” He chuckled.
“Uh….” I swallowed past my dry throat and ran a hand through my tangled hair. “Not really. What the hell are you doing here?”
“I told you, bringing you breakfast. What do you want in your coffee?”
“Black is fine.” I normally took a little cream and sugar, but I figured I needed the bitter taste of pure rotgut coffee to snap me out of my stupor.
Was I still dreaming? I pulled the covers up
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