Chapter 1: Introduction
Lucy's heart raced as she pushed her way through the throng of half-drunken, ecstatic bodies, the electric current of laughter, and the thrumming bassline that reverberated in her bones. The anticipation of seeing her old friend Jack, after years apart, left her giddy. God, she hasn't felt like this since she last took a hit of molly.
"Jack!" she yelled, spotting him instantly among the crowd.
Jack, who seemed to be enjoying a laugh with a group of women, turned to her direction. His already bright green eyes lit up as he caught sight of her. God, she's even more beautiful than before, he thought.
Lucy's pulse quickened as she approached Jack, and, before she knew it, she found herself perched on his lap, her legs straddling his hips as they embraced each other in a warm hug. Their laughter subsided, replaced by a magnetic, long-lost connection.
She felt his hands rest on the curve of her waist, and she couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement, nostalgia, and something more.
Lucy whispered in Jack's ear, "You're not still a virgin, are you?" Her voice was low, filled with playful confidence. She playfully pinched his cheek, her face beaming.
His heart skipped a beat. "You, of all people, should know the answer to that question," Jack smirked and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Lucy's ear.
His gaze dropped to her cleavage, accentuated by her revealing crop top, and a desire sparked inside him.
"Well, I'm a sure thing, Jack. You remember that, don't you?" Lucy replied, her voice dripping with seduction.
Jack's grip on her waist tightened, pulling her closer. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and he could feel her heart racing. He locked eyes with her and, slowly, leaned in to capture her lips in a searing kiss.
Lucy moaned against his mouth, her body melting into his.
She could feel his erection pressing against her through their clothes, and the raw, primal response surged through her. She ground her hips against him, causing his hands to dig into her waist.
"Fuck, Lucy," Jack murmured, as they broke away from the kiss. His gaze bore into hers, full of longing and lust. "My place or yours?"
"Yours," she replied, her voice breathless.