2/26/12<br></p><br>
Magically, a guy carrying a tray of seven shot glasses appeared from behind a black curtain, and handed out the drinks.<br>
"A round of shots on me, in celebration of a new studio!" Masen shouted over the pounding bass of the Fusion's music, a remix of Jason Derulo's 'Don't Wanna Go Home'.<br>
Masen, Taylor, twins Keylan and Braylen, Zac, Carston, and Isaac, sitting on a curved bench in a half circle around a large round table, lifted their glasses, clinked them together with shouts and cheers, and tossed them back.<br>
"What number is this?" Carston asked loudly.<br>
"Eight!" Keylan answered, slapping Carston on the shoulder.<br>
"I'm starting to feel it," Braylen said to no one in particular.<br>
"Me too!" Taylor shouted, then leaned slightly to his right, then straightened up again.<br>
"Hey.  Look at that!  Those two are doing it on the floor!" Zac shouted, slurring slightly, and pointing exageratedly at a random place on the dancefloor below.<br>
"Where?!"  The entire group swung their heads to the floor and searched, trying to see for themselves.<br>
"By the speaker, under the red strobe light," Zac shouted.<br>
The group searched.<br>
"Oh!" They all exclaimed, then turned to high five each other as if it was one of them.<br>
"Does anyone else see her or am I hallucinating?"  Taylor asked, elbowing Isaac and Masen harder than necessary, sitting on either side of him.<br>
"Who?" They both asked, scanning the floor again.<br>
"It's like it's her song, the song is about her," Taylor continued, ignoring their question.  He watched silently as the people around her took a step away from her, giving her some space, watching as she swayed to the music seductively, running her hands through her long brunette hair, then down her body clad in a tube dress.<br>
"Who?" Isaac and Masen asked, leaning in to see where Taylor was looking.<br>
"The girl dancing by herself," Taylor said so quietly the guys almost missed it in the music.  "What's this song called?"<br>
"'Looks Like Sex' by Mike Posner," Masen answered.<br>
Taylor only nodded, and listened to the song, watching the girl move in time to the song.<br>
'That ass makes me wanna ohh<br>
You know exactly what you do<br>
I would really like to take that home<br>
Everybody here knows<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like<br>
Liking what I see girl<br>
Trying not to let it show<br>
Let me see your brains up<br>
You gotta let 'em know<br>
I don't mean to be rude but<br>
Baby I can break you off<br>
You can stick with the minute man<br>
But I'm all night long<br>
Say hey oh<br>
Can you hear me<br>
Can you hear me<br>
One more time<br>
Hey oh<br>
Can you hear me<br>
I can make it rain<br>
Make it soak all night<br>
You just give me the jam and we'll be alright<br>
That ass makes me wanna oh<br>
You know exactly what you do<br>
I would really like to take that home<br>
Everybody here knows<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like<br>
That ass makes me wanna oh<br>
You know exactly what you do<br>
I would realy like to take that home<br>
Everybody here knows<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like sex sex sex sex<br>
She looks like'<br>
Taylor had watched her throughout the song, not even knowing his jaw was half on the floor, or that his brother and Masen had elbowed him numerous times.  He had to get to her.  He watched the crowd converge on the mystery girl, becoming mixed in with the average.<br>
"Tay!" Isaac shouted in his ear, trying to get his attention.  "What about Nat?"<br>
"Just a dance," Taylor said, zoned out.  "I have to feel her."  He flinched when an arm crossed into his line of vision, and he briefly noted another drink in front of him, so he downed it, then returned his eyes to the girl, who had been joined by another blonde girl.  As he was watching, he barely paid attention to the next song, which was some remix of Kesha, or to the empty glasses being cleared from the table, or to the glasses varying in colors being set in front of him, he was so intent on watching her enjoying herself with her friend.<br>
"Tay!  Let's do this!" Keylan shouted.  "The next song they're going to play is 'Shots' by LMFAO.  When they list off the drinks, you drink them.  They're in order listed in the song, starting on your left side.  Ready guys?"<br>
Taylor looked down at the table in front of him, and eyed the seven shot glasses.  After this was done, he was going to go find that girl.<br>
The song began, and he waited patiently, watching the girl dance with her friend with a dreamy smile on his face.  When everyone began to reach for their first glass, he did the same.  According to the song, the first drink was a Yager Bomb.  It continued quickly to the next, a Lemon Drop, then something called a Buttery Nipple, a Jell-O Shot, Kamakaze, Three Wise Men, and the last, a shot of straight Gin.<br>
Taylor wanted to gag after the Gin, but he took a deep breath and stood, swaying.  They'd very nearly doubled their alcohol intake with one song.  He shook his head, swayed again, and grabbed onto the back of the seat to steady himself.  After a minute when he was ready, he began making his way towards the stairs, despite the group calling after him.  He smiled at the irony of the song he recognized by it being played on the radio frequently- 'Blackout' by Breathe Carlina.  He refused to black out tonight, at least until the night was over.<br>
He slowly made his way down the stairs, which were a small challenge, then through the crowd, trying to remember where she was in relation to being on the floor, not up in the VIP area.  When he spotted her, he moved in slowly, noticing no guys were with her.  He came up behind her, and firmly placed his hands on her hips, reveling in their feel as they moved.  When she didn't shake him off, he slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him, feeling her body sway against his.  Instantly he began to harden, so he thought of anything he could to discourage himself, but wasn't as successful as he'd like with all the alcohol in his system rebelling against his mind.  He dragged his eyes up and looked at the blonde girl across from his mystery girl, and saw her grinning at him.  He took this as encouragement, and began to move with the girl.  As far as things were going, she didn't seem to either mind or notice his hardening between them.  The song ended, and the next began.  After the first few bars of the song, she surprised him by turning around in his arms.  He quickly took her face in- peaches and cream complextion over high cheekbones, dimples, full soft pink lips, and big turqoise eyes frames with thick, dark lashes.  She brought her hands up and placed them on either side of his neck, then slowly inching up to twist themselves in his hair, and started singing along to the song as she shimmied and turned in his arms with the song.  His eyes could only watch her mouth, hypnotized, his mind racing, wondering what they would feel like.<br>
'Hey bad boy it's nice to meet you<br>
Got a couple things I would like to teach you<br>
Rumors going round about you baby<br>
Boy you know you want it don't be acting crazy<br>
Let me take you home and let me show you things<br>
You'll be buying me clothes and all the finer things<br>
You'll keep me iced out with diamond necklaces<br>
Lets make the best of it - ask no questions<br>
I know your taken but that's all right<br>
Anticipation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Boy I know you got a girl but it's on tonight<br>
I know you're taken but that's all right<br>
Infatuation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Yo you know I got a man but it's on tonight<br>
Temperatures rising it's getting crazy<br>
Now I got you telling your friends I'm your baby<br> 
Why you trying to fight your feelings for me<br>
I got you asking me to be your lady<br>
Let me take you home and let me show you things<br>
You'll be buying me clothes and all the finer things<br>
You'll keep me iced out with diamond necklaces<br>
Lets make the best of it - ask no questions<br>
I know your taken but that's all right<br>
Anticipation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Boy I know you got a girl but it's on tonight<br>
I know you're taken but that's all right<br>
Infatuation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Yo you know I got a man but it's on tonight<br>
Oh oh you know you want me so let's go<br>
Oh oh no time to waste so here we go<br>
Oh oh I'll have you feigning that's for sho<br>
So what you waiting for now<br>
Oh oh you know you want me so let's go<br>
Oh oh no time to waste so here we go<br>
Oh oh I'll have you feigning that's for sho<br>
So what you waiting for now<br>
I know your taken but that's all right<br>
Anticipation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Boy I know you got a girl but it's on tonight<br>
I know you're taken but that's all right<br>
Infatuation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Yo you know I got a man but it's on tonight<br>
I know your taken but that's all right<br>
Anticipation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Boy I know you got a girl but it's on tonight<br>
I know you're taken but that's all right<br>
Infatuation's making me hot<br>
You're looking sexy and you're looking fly<br>
Yo you know I got a man but it's on tonight<br>
When the song ended, she pulled his head towards her, and kissed him on the mouth, long and hard, tracing the tip of her tongue around his lips.  By the time he'd recovered from the surprise of the kiss and began to part his lips to kiss her back, she released her grip on him, gave him a sexy smile, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.  Taylor looked to the mystery girl's friend, and she had a smug grin on her face as she swayed to the song, which was now registering as Bruno Mars's 'Runaway Baby', remixed.  Go figure, the thought to himself.  It's like the D.J. was playing the soundtrack to his night or something.  He turned in the crowd slowly, the only one not dancing, looking for the mystery girl that blew his mind.  When he couldn't find her, he made his way to the bar, hoping she hadn't fled to the bathroom.  As he got closer, he saw her, leaning over the bar talking to the female bartender, sliding her right stilletto'd heel up and down her left calf slowly.  His eyes wandered up her long lean legs to the hem of her dress right below her ass, a purple wrap tube dress, with black lace underneath.  He took a moment to appreciate her perfectly round ass, then narrowing to her slim waist, then widening again behind her long hair, sheilding her bare shoulders.  He suddenly had a strong desire to tow her to the nearest closet and slide her dress down, so she was wearing nothing but her shoes and fuck her hard.  He was willing to bet her tits were perfect too.<br>
With the alcohol in full effect in his system, and considering she'd kissed him first, he closed the distance between them after the bartender stepped away to serve someone else and placed his hands on either side of her on the bar, leaned in, and gently nipped her right earlobe.  Again with the song- the crowd cheered as 'Wait (The Whisper Song) began.<br>
"You think you can kiss me like that then leave?" he said, his voice husky with growing need for release.  He watched her cheeks pull up in a slow smile, then she turned around, but he didn't move.  They were nose to nose.  "You look like sex, and I need some," he told her, holding her gaze.<br>
"Is that so?" she asked, tilting her head, searching his eyes.  She could see the truth of his need there, and she had to admit, it turned her on.<br>
"I didn't come here to get laid," she told him, moving her hips forward, brushing against him.  She could feel his erection.<br>
"I didn't either," he said, then leaned in and ran the tip of his tonge along her left jawline.  "But at least for me, plans have changed," he said against her neck.  He smiled when she shivered.  "There's an employee lounge we can use.  My friends are the owners, they won't care, and it won't be in the bathroom."  He placed kisses along her throat, trying to persuade her.  He noticed the goose bumps on her arms.  "Just imagine what else my mouth can do," he said, tracing the edge of her ear with his tongue.  He stole a glance up at the VIP area to see if any of his brothers were watching over the balcony.  They wern't.  "Yes or no?"<br>
She closed her eyes, willing her body to calm, but he was doing things to her that she couldn't ignore.  "Yes," she finally said.<br>
He felt like it had taken her an eternity to answer, and as soon as the three letter word was out of her mouth, he grabbed her hand and pulled her around a corner and through a set of double doors, then another hall, and another set of doors.  He yanked it open, led her into the room and checked no one was there, then locked it behind them.  He turned, his back facing the wall.  He was breathing heavy, watching her, standing in the middle of the softly lit room, with the burnt orange loveseat behind her a couple of feet.  He took the first step, and stalked towards her, pushing her back to the couch.  Her legs hit the couch, and she almost sat.<br>
"Take off your dress," he said quietly.  She undid the zipper and let it hang.  When it didn't fall to the floor, he raised an eyebrown in question.<br>
"You want it off, you take it off," she challenged.<br>
In one quick movement, his hands were on her, pushing her dress down.  She stood with it pooled around her feet, a black G-string and strapless bra.  He took another step towards her, closing the space, forcing her to sit on the couch.  He fell to his knees and brought his hands to her hair to move it to the side, and began kissing her shoulders, slowly moving down to the valley between her brests.  His hands moved to work the clasp on her bra, letting it fall to the couch.  He took a moment to marvel at her perfection.  Carefully, he cupped her left breast with both hands and took her nipple between his teeth, causing her to shiver.  He licked her, bringing her to a hard peak.  When she moaned, he moved to the other breast, repeating his actions.  He came back to the valley, then laid kissed down to her stomach, to the top of her G-string.  He carefully lifted her hips and slid the excuse for underware down her legs, then kissed his way back up.  He parted her legs, and moved his face to the heat between her legs, tasting slowly.  She moaned again, grasping the cushions.  He took that as the green light, so he began licking, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh, not letting a drop of her juices escape.  He flicked his tongue inside her, then pulled on her tender throbbing clit with his teeth, then went back to her opening and circled it with his tongue.  She began to pant, nails digging into the couch.  He increased his speed, feeling her body tighten.  He moved even faster, his hands roaming up her body to gently twist her nipples as his tongue worked her.  Not thirty seconds later, she came in his mouth, his tongue moving everywhere at once, feeling the heat of her orgasm.  She tasted like sex, and it was better than chocolate cake.  When her spasms had calmed, he undid his jeans, pushed them down and stood, his erection in her face.  He cupped her face, and pulled it towards his cock.  She took it in her mouth willingly, fully.  He could feel the back of her throat as he watched her lips wrap around him.  He slid in and out of her mouth, her heat bringing him to the edge.  Holding on to the feeling, he quickened his pace, until he could feel the orgasm coming, but stopped short.  He pulled out of her mouth, and lifted her up so she was sitting on the top edge of the back of the couch and spread her legs.  He looked at her, making sure it was still okay.  Her eyes were heavy, and half closed.  He gave a crooked smile, then slid into her, making her eyes widen.  He held onto and played with her tits as he pumped into her, his mouth kissing every inch of skin on her neck.  He could feel her contract around him, and he knew she was close again.  He thrusted harder and harder, until her ass was banging against the wall behind her, and she was biting her lip to keep from screaming.  He felt her burst around him, pulling him in deeper.  He watched her head fall back against the wall, her eyes closed, hair falling around them.  It was then he had a flashing mental image of her beautiful body round with his child, and they were blissfully happy.  This thought distracted him long enough for him to loose control, and he orgasmed, releasing himself inside her.  He dropped his forehead onto her shoulder, the both of them breathing hard.<br>
After a couple minutes, she breathed, "That was the best oral I've ever had."<br>
"Good.  I aim to please," he said.  "Especially when it was my idea.  Kind of," he looked up at her, their eyes meeting in light for the first time.<br>
"Kind of?"<br>
"You kissed me first," he reminded.<br>
"True.  But this," she motioned to them, him still inside her, "was your idea all the way," she pointed out.<br>
"What can I say?  I'd already been watching you when I came up to you.  You kissing me was all the encouragement I needed.  That, and all the alcohol I've consumed," he gave her a lop sided grin.  She could only smile back.<br>
"We need to get back," she said.  "As amazing as this was..."<br>
"How can I get a hold of you again?" he asked, cupping her breasts again, admiring them.<br>
"I can give you my cell number," she told him.<br>
He looked up at her and nodded.  "Okay."  He pulled out of her quickly, then reached for the box of tissues on the table next to the couch, and handed them to her.  He pulled another bunch and cleaned himself off before he pulled his jeans up.  "Listen," he said quietly as she stepped off the couch and reached for her dress.  He was momentarilly distracted by her lean body leaning down next to him as she stretched for the pool of material on the floor.<br>
"Listen," he began again, as she put her bra back on.  "I need to ask a favor of you," he said, then waited for her aknowledgement.  When he got it, he continued.  "I can't have you telling anyone about this," he said carefully, then lifted his left hand, flashing his ring.  He moved his eyes to her left hand.  "Are you married too?"<br>
She sighed.  "Yes, but he's gone alot, so I get lonely," she confessed.<br>
He nodded.  "I won't tell if you won't tell," he said.<br>
It was her turn to nod.  "Sure," she said with a smile.<br>
"Is your husband gone now?"<br>
"Yeah, that's why I'm here with Briona," she nodded her head towards the door they'd come through.<br>
"When does he come back?"<br>
"Another three weeks," she told him.<br>
"Can I call you?"<br>
"Yeah, I'd like that," she said.  "What about your?"  She nodded her head towards his ring.<br>
"I'm "gone" a lot," he said.  "I have plenty of time, and lines to give her," he smiled.  They both nodded.  After finishing dressing, they exited the room one at a time.