I surf the crowd and find nothing too interesting so bathroom break it is. Plus, I think my bladder would have burst listening to anymore of Johnny’s drunken ramblings.

On the way back I spot Courtnie on the dance floor not really dancing with anyone but definitely something worth taking a second glance at. I watch her for a while and the song changes to “I Can Feel It” by Sean Kingston. ‘It’s now or never.’ I make my way over to her where she can’t spot me. I glide in right behind her and pick up to the pace of her hips. She tenses up slightly, I guess not expecting anyone to interrupt her scene. ‘I promised you a dance and I never break my promises.’ I can feel her relax into my body and her hands move up and wrap around my neck gently. We move to be music very well together and sexy doesn’t even describe what this girl is. I also think that the DJ must be heaven sent because it was like every song was timed perfectly for how we were feeling. By the time “Push Up On Me” by Rihanna came on she was facing me and we were damn near fucking on the dance floor. She leans in and I suspect to whisper something in my ear but she lightly nibbles on the lobe of my ear as she nudges me towards the closest speaker.

Damn this girl can kiss. No, like I could probably be satisfied with just making out with her all night, but those are definitely her intentions by the way she’s tugging at my lips and feeling up and down my body. It’s almost like I feel publicly violated but in the best way ever.

I break our connection and relocate us to a vacant bathroom stall. Things heated up quite a bit and I’m sans my tank and she’s also sans anything covering her top half and I’m devouring her. She sounds like heaven. Her moans and whimpers are freaking addicting and I keep running my tongue over her sensitive areas just to hear more of them. My hands roam all over her body and she’s enjoying every ounce of the attention I’m giving.