13. Dance with Me
13
DANCE WITH ME
CALEB
T hankfully, I was saved from answering Chelsea when we were asked to sit down for the dinner. I didn’t want to disappoint her and say I’d be busy railing Anna all night and morning.
But once again, I was unfortunate enough to sit beside Kyle, his grandma, and a kid.
“Hi!” the kid said, her hazel eyes wide as she stared at my piercings. “Why do you have metals poking your skin?”
God, kids scare me .
“Why do you have sparkles on your eyes?” I asked in a soft voice, pointing out her glittery eyeshadow.
She frowned, looked at Kyle’s grandma, who was smiling at us and then back at me. “Because I like it, and it makes me look pretty.”
I nodded and pointed at my lip and eyebrow piercing. “I like them, and they make me look pretty, don’t you think?”
“Yes!” she gasped and nodded excitedly. “I will ask Mommy to get me these metals as well!”
I cracked a grin at her. She was adorable. We talked more while eating. Her name was Alice. She was six years old and kept asking me about my nail polish, my tattoos and politely asked me if she could touch my glossy, shiny hair. Her words, not mine. I would have let her since I was getting bored, but Kyle kept shooting death glares at me every time the kid opened her mouth to ask me a question. He tried to get her attention as his grandma, Jem—she was Alice’s babysitter and her neighbor—fed her food while Alice rambled on.
I knew Alice was Anna’s daughter. I had heard the name when she took a call in the washroom, and I shamelessly eavesdropped. She had Anna’s dark, thick hair, but her eyes were lighter than her mom’s.
Kyle stole her interest, not meeting my eyes. I leaned back in the chair, drinking apple juice—courtesy of Alice. He was ignoring me as if I had pissed on him.
Not my fault. Back in the small shower, he was holding me so tight when I was close to orgasm, or I would have aimed my semen on the tile floor and not his hot body.
But I don’t regret it one bit. He looked delicious with innocent eyes and flushed cheeks when spurt after spurt of my seed had landed on his bare chest.
I shook my head, sipping on the juice. I had learned to ignore many people in my life, despite getting judged from my appearance. I wondered if my dad had to go through that as well since he had more tattoos than me, full sleeves and a scary scar on his lips. I shuddered, thinking whether I looked that grumpy as well.
We had a scrumptious meal on the table full of glassware and silverware as the newlyweds performed their first dance. Everyone gave a heartfelt toast to the newlyweds when people gave a loud toast expressing love, gratitude and well wishes. Soon, some people started tearing up and I shifted in my seat. There was a reason I disliked attending weddings and funerals. People cried a lot, and both reminded me of bad shit.
Guests laughed at the best men’s speeches and applauded when Anna stumbled through teary words. How much she was proud of Aaron and finding love and believing in it no matter what.
She’s definitely a loving aunt to Aaron.
Kyle had heart eyes when she gave the mic to someone else, wiping tears. I scoffed at him. She could do better than him.
Me.
Again .
In front of his prissy ass.
* * *
Families gathered on the stage to dance, and soon the dance floor was filled with guests. I watched Anna’s pink dress twirl when she danced with Aaron with a sweet smile on her lips.
I wanted her to smile at me like that.
Kyle was dancing with his grandma, a sweet smile on his face. Even though he was a jerk to me, he was kind to his family, and Alice which was cute. I wanted to tie him up and edge him until he whimpered for my touch.
“Wow.” Alice swayed her feet on the chair as she stared at everyone, her bottom lip jutting out. “Everyone’s dancing…”
She looked at me with wide doe eyes and back at the stage. “A lot of people are dancing…”
I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. Things I do for kids . I kneeled on the floor and raised my palm.
“Miss. Alice, would you like to?—”
“Yes!” she squealed, making me smile as I took us to the corner of the dance floor, making sure no one would stumble onto her. I twirled her around and laughed with her as she danced around. She had crazy dance moves and grabbed a lot of attention.
Anna, Aaron, Kyle and Jem cheered her when I pulled back, letting her enjoy herself with her family. I found Felix, Aaron’s dad, glaring at me, so I grinned and waved at him, making him look away in annoyance.
“Asshole,” I mumbled to myself, and found Kyle watching me. I raised my brow at him and blocked his way to leave the dance floor.
“Dance with me,” I said to him, holding his hand and pulling him along the dance floor. I grabbed his waist in a tight grip so he couldn’t leave. I don’t know why, but annoying and teasing him brought me immense pleasure. It made me wonder how he’d whine and beg if I got him alone. When I got him alone.
He was taller than me and I had to look up at him through my lashes. He had a stubborn frown on his face as I swayed him to the soft music.
“Hi, pretty boy.” I said, inching my hand underneath his suit to grab his butt. “You got any moves you want to show me?” I winked, twirling him around.
He exhaled sharply and asked, “Why are you doing this?”
His body was pressed against mine and I was itching to strip him out of his ironed suit and use his tie on his wrists while I elicited pretty moans from his lips. He’d look so much better with tears gleaming in his eyes, begging me to let him come when I edged him.
Even though we were two dudes dancing, no one cared since many people of the same gender were twirling together. It was a gay marriage, after all.
“I think it’s fun,” I said to him, putting my arms around his neck and swaying to the music, moving my hips to the beat. “I want to see how that ass moves. Naked .”
“Stop it,” Kyle hissed, his cheeks flushing. Cute .
I wanted to make his other cheeks flushed too.
I found Anna looking at us over his shoulder.
“Your loss, pretty boy,” I said to him and walked over to her. “Dance with me, ma’am?”
The surrounding women looked at us with wide eyes as she gingerly took my hand. I loved how soft her palm was compared to Kyle. She easily fit in my arms, and she was shorter than me.
“Did I tell you that you look hot as fuck in that dress?” I whispered in her ear, my hand lowering to her butt.
“Caleb,” she said, and I inched my hand back to her hips. Her eyes roamed over my body as I swayed her. “You might have. I don’t remember.”
Mhmm. Mama is a player .
“I can show you how hot you are.” I smirked, twirling her around before pulling her back to my chest. Her pupils dilated. “I want to fill you up again. I miss your pussy.”
“ Caleb .” She took a shaky breath, looking around with wide eyes and pink cheeks. “What if someone might hear us?”
“Would that be so bad?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Wanting to share your pretty body with someone else? Two men worshipping your curves and that pretty puss?—”
“Caleb. Behave .” She blinked up at me, biting her lip as the color on her cheeks darkened.
She wants it .
“Yes, mama,” I said, eyeing her lips. I wished I could kiss her, but I knew she would be uncomfortable with PDA in front of all these people, and not to mention, it was her nephew’s wedding.
The song ended, and I had to let her go, but before she left, she leaned on her toes and whispered in my ear, “Be ready tonight.” Her eyes were bright as she added, “I’ll knock on your door.”
I licked my lips. “I’m always ready for you, pretty.”
Me and Caleb Junior were more than ready for the round two to fuck her pretty pussy raw.
But this time, I wanted her to use me.