Fifty

DELILAH

Somehow it never gets easier meeting girls Liam has hooked up with. When Hannah walked over to us shamelessly flirting with him while pushing her boobs up into his view, it was hard not to feel jealous and self conscious. Poor Hannah though, I actually felt a little bad for her when Liam turned an icy glare her way. He made it very clear that he wasn’t interested and that he never would be.

I’m not sure what she thought would happen. Perhaps she imagined him casting me aside and pulling her into his muscular arms. When he whispers into my ear that he wants to dance I’m already trying my best to rain in my hormones. I know my man is hot and with him being ridiculously famous girls are obviously going to want him too.

I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me onto the dance floor, my back to his front as I roll my hips back into him. He grunts appreciatively, loving the contact. I continue my movements, his hands placed on my hips as I grind down on him with my backside. A