She placed her hand on his chest. “No.” She then looked back at Phillip. “I want to dance with someone that actually knows how to work it and keep me interested, not someone that will bore me.”
Before Phillip could say anything, not that he knew what he would say, she walked away with Dean, her ass moving side to side in a way that made him want to fall to his knees and praise it despite how pissed off he was.
“What the hell, Phillip? You’re not gonna get her by calling her a slut!” Piper yelled as he slowly shook his head.
“I know! But, Piper, she called my dick small!”
“She’s so hateful; you could do so much better,” Audrey said, but then quickly added, “No offense, Piper.”
“She is not. She’s just rough around the edges. You just have to get to know her. She’s such a good person. Tell them, Erik.”
“Yeah, what she said,” Erik said, causing Tate and Audrey to laugh, but Phillip couldn’t laugh because Piper was right. Reese was amazing; she was just a little hard to deal with. He knew the real Reese though.
Watching as she moved with penis head on the dance floor, he said, “She’s the girl for me.”
And he completely believed that he only had to break through the walls she had built up around her. She was fickle and yeah, hateful, but she had her reasons and he still wanted her. He was probably a glutton for punishment, but he could see it in her eyes.
She wanted him, and he was going to get her.
“Come on, Brooke.”
“What? Where we going?” she asked, stopping him from moving.
He looked back at her and smiled, his confidence in no way dented. He knew he was driving Reese crazy, and he wasn’t ready to stop. She could say what she wanted, but he knew it was just her putting extra stones in her walls. He planned to the knock them the fuck down.
“To dance.”
Dean couldn’t dance.
All he kept doing was humping her ass as she tried to move to the music. It was very annoying, but it also didn’t take much to move with him so it gave her time to replay her interaction with Phillip.
Asshole.
Then again, she was a bitch but still, he took it insanely too far. Or maybe she did? A man’s dick was the Holy Grail to them, and she said the unthinkable. Why, she wasn’t sure. He made her mad. She didn’t understand why he thought bringing a girl to their table was smart. Was he trying to piss her off? She thought breaking it off with him would be good for both of them but as Dean humped her ass, all she could do was wonder why she thought it was a good idea. She was miserable, and she sure as hell didn’t want to see him with this chick.
What did that even mean?
She had no clue but out the corner of her eye, she saw Phillip. Turning her head, she watched as the girl moved along the same body she had been wanting for the last two weeks. Phillip’s eyes were dark, a grin sitting on his beautiful mouth, as she pressed herself against him, moving in perfect unison with the music. Yeah, she was pretty, gorgeous even, but that was beside the fact. It pissed Reese off that it wasn’t her in his arms.
His eyes cut to hers and she bent over, pushing her butt into Dean’s groin. He was hard. Ew… but that didn’t matter; she had to show Phillip what he was missing. Moving like she was on a pole, she rubbed and made love to Dean with Phillip watching. His eyes never left hers as the girl he was with moved with him. Slowly lowering herself to the ground, Reese shook her ass, biting into her lip as she ran her hands down her breast, hoping to entice Phillip.
Hoping to drive him insane.
His eyes were dark, really dark, not the blue she loved, and he was breathing heavily, but she didn’t know if that was because of her or the girl. She watched as his hands gripped the girl’s thighs, and he whispered something into her ear. She shot him a smirk before turning to take his hand in hers. Reese watched as she dragged him off the floor to the side door of the club. When the door shut, Reese exhales a breath as her shoulders fell.