Inches away sees you lose composure. Favorite mistake but now our friendship's over. Devil's Night | Next Generation | Cheerleader | Member of the school committee | Triggering content | Adult themes | SLs/banter

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-- railing before me, eyes rose to the night sky before closing and savouring the moment of quiet.

-- need a wallflower, he wanted all eyes on his date. And tonight that was exactly what he had gotten. Stepping from the room, I took a right instead of a left, seeking a little fresh air on the balcony, a means by which to cool overly heated skin. Resting my palms on the --

-- circular room, keeping to the outskirts of the dance floor. Gaze focused on the set of double doors that led to the restrooms. Ignoring how multiple sets of eyes followed my movements, it was the dress that caught their attention, exactly why I had worn it. Jake didn't --

-- catch but who was clearly very talkative. Delivering two squeezes to Jake's arm, a silent indicator that I was slipping off to use the restroom, a motion he acknowledged with a slight dip of his head. Granted permission to leave his side, I made my way across the --

-- why no one had ever questioned our relationship. ‘Just a couple more hours and we can leave.’ His eyes sparked with desire, a clear indication that he wished we could leave now. Before I could even make a move to respond we were joined by another whose name I failed to --

-- unless to use the bathroom. What good was arm candy if it wasn't within arms reach? Jake and myself had moved off to one corner of the room, away from the chatter of the growing crowd. He wasn't one for mingling all that much, keeping to himself where possible. Probably --

-- more hands on, eager, perhaps, for what was to come. At one point he swept mocha strands over my shoulder, exposing my neck to his hand, where his firm grip remained. In return, I stepped closer, leaning into his six foot plus frame, never venturing from his side, --

-- back the entire time. A possessive gesture, one he had bought the rights to. Smiling politely when introductions were given, a glass of wine held in hand, one I took small sips from. Refusing to become intoxicated while on the clock. As the night wore on, Jake became --

-- hesitant to discuss the price for such right now, it would cause a shift in Jake's mood, a shift that wasn't necessary when we were stepping into the lion's den. Taking my hand in his, he guided me from the limousine and into the venue, keeping a hand at the small of my --

-- was hoping you'd come back to my place tonight….’ There it was, after multiple engagements he was finally revealing what he really wanted. “I thought you'd never ask, we can discuss the details later.” Lowering my hand back to my lap as the limousine came to a stop, --

-- around the issue, we're both adults here.” Thumb pad gently caressing his lower lip while I waited for him to voice his desire. Refraining from smiling while he shifted nervously in his seat, straightening his tie once then twice before clearing this throat. ‘I was….I --

-- Though he had yet to seek the finale step from me, perhaps he never would, yet his hand inching up my thigh spoke volumes. “Is there something else you want from tonight?” Capturing his jawline in the palm of my hand, forcing his gaze to meet mine. “No need to beat --

-- spoke of an intimacy we were meant to share, booked me for functions, eye candy for his arm while he moved amongst the sharks of his business. He didn't require the headache of an actual girlfriend and so he hired me out, frequently, to be what he needed when he needed. --

-- as he was. “Not to worry, Jake. I know what is expected of me, have I ever let you down?” Arching a manicured brow while permitting the backs of fingers to glance along his jawline, uttering my own little pet name for him. Jacob, or as I referred to him; Jake, since it --