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“We don’t want bitches thinking they can take our captain, your man! That is the image. You want it. He wants it. God damn. You see those girls around them? Yeah. That’s what we don’t want. And I don’t even like men, goodness.” She sighs, kissing Jaylin on the cheek.

“Okay. Yes. You’re right,” I sigh into my drink. “Joe! Eight shots of Jack Fire, please! To the Captain, we are heading that way!”

“THAT’S MY GIRL!” Libby buzzes with excitement.

I grab her hand, and we start to make our way to the other side of the bar. Haee’s is brimming with people now, but I push through the crowd quickly weaving with determination to get to Lucas.

“Hi,” Lucas greets me with a warm smile. “You ordered these shots?”

I nod. He’s sitting on a barstool. I pick up two shots and hand one to Libby. Lucas disperses the rest and turns back to me.

“Cheers, Laur,” he says to me.

“Cheers, Captain,” I reply.

I down the shot and move between him and the bar. Sitting myself right between his legs, staking my claim. Bren mouths ‘yes’ and gives me a thumbs up from next to Liam who’s sitting right next to Lucas.

“You look beautiful. You are beautiful,” he whispers in my ear.

His whisper tickles my ear, causing heat to my cheeks. We all get to chatting and Joe comes around to take orders. I order another Bud Light. Lucas chuckles, and I turn to look at him, “Didn’t like that IPA?” he says to me.

“Hey, Captain Judgy. I did like it. But I had two and two shots. They feel me, and I feel them.”

“Let’s dance!” Bren says pulling on my hand, dragging Libby and I both to the dance floor.

We are in our groove. The guys don’t join for the first few songs. I don’t care. After a few songs, I do care. Every part of me wants Lucas on the dance floor, hands on my hips and body pressed against mine. I look at Bren and try to ask where the guys disappeared to but feel a hand around my waist before I can ask.

I start to grind against him dancing. I feel him grow hard against me as I dance on him. The midnight countdown begins, Lucas spins me around, so we are face-to-face.

“Happy New Year, Laur,” Lucas says, grabbing the back of my neck, ready to pull me in for a kiss.

“Happy New Year, Captain Boyfriend.”

Being here in this moment with him feels like exactly where I belong.

Chapter thirty-five

Lucas

Hearing her call me Captain has always been a huge turn on. But I never knew that one word—boyfriend—after it could make me feel this way. As cheesy as it sounds, I have known since the first time I met her, that this is where we would end up. I could feel it in my gut that we would be more to each other than either of us anticipated.

Her hands wrap around my neck, pulling my body against hers. A soft moan escapes her mouth as my tongue meets hers, sending a raging inferno of desire coursing through my veins. My heartbeat accelerates, as my hand slides up her thigh, caressing her soft skin until I find the edge of her dress. Her tongue hungrily tangles with mine, showing me she wants me just as badly as I want her.

I’m not one for PDA, but I have wanted this since the very moment I laid eyes on her in this very spot. With one hand still on her thigh, my other hand slips to her back side grabbing a luscious handful of her ass. I break our kiss to subtly bite her neck.

She kisses my cheek, then whispers in my ear, “Want to know something, Captain Boyfriend? I’m not wearing anything under this dress.”

The rest of the world falls away. Every other thought stutters to a halt and disappears, my mind fixating on one thing only.

“I dare you to find out,” she whispers against my lips before they are pressed against mine.

My girl is daring. I slide the hand already on her thigh farther up until it slips under the hem of her dress, the sight as erotic as it is forbidden in this bar. The tips of my fingers graze her soft, smoothpussy. Absolutely no fabric blocks my path. I instantly grow hard as I part her. Fuck. She’s already incredibly damp for me. Her teeth nip at my ear, playfully begging me to keep going.

Her wet heat beckons to me like an open goal, begging to be taken. The tip of my finger dips barely into her pussy, eager to finally have the opportunity to please her. My mind instantly focuses on what her silky, velvet pussy would feel like wrapped around my cock. A commotion breaks through our bubble, tearing my attention from where my finger teases her entrance. I slip my hand out from under her dress. Bren barges through the crowd, crying and grabs Laur out of my arms. Libby, Suz, and Jaylin aren’t far behind. Laur mouths ‘sorry’ to me.

Making sure her eyes are still locked on mine, I put my finger that was just inside her pussy in my mouth and eagerly suck off her wetness before winking at her. Her sweet taste explodes over my tongue, making me crave even more of her. The surprise on her face at my kinky gesture makes every second that I’m apart from her tonight worth it.

Liam storms over, stomping like a toddler having a tantrum. I should have known this was coming. I guess it’s time for the guys to get a few more rounds before the New Year’s night ends. A shot of whiskey is thrust into my hands. My mind drifts to thoughts of thrusting into her instead, but I’m a team player so I down the shot.

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