Sebastian’s POV
I felt a woman’s hand slowly sliding up my leg toward my groin. I downed the last shot of my beer. Spartan was packed tonight—full of people hyped up and dancing like crazy. It wasn’t even midnight yet, but the place was already wild. Bodies grinding, music blasting, and everyone chasing alcohol, pleasure, and a good lay.
A tingling sensation shot through me. The woman was rubbing my half-hard d**k now. I quickly caught her hand to stop her. She looked shocked for a second, confused why I stopped her, but then that confusion melted into a wicked smile.
“Playing hard to get, big boy?” she teased, biting her dark red lips.
Shanara. Damn, she looked hot—tiny tube-top dress, t**s nearly spilling out. She used to be one of my regular hook-ups back in college. I was the first
