21. Temptations.

NATE

I sip from my cup as I watch Tasha dance, rocking her body to the music. She twerks her ass like a frenzy goddess, rolling her hips in front of Jennie, who just claps and keeps on yelling over her voice at Tasha to keep going. The cut of Tasha's bikini bra is deep, extending to the base of the middle of her full breasts, which are now shining with sweat and bouncing hard as she dances more. My eyes trail down her body, spotting a black rose tattoo on the side of her left stomach. Her thick thighs are spotless, flexing with the power of her seductive dance moves. The black lace of her kimono is like a silent teasing temptation, scantily hiding nothing about her sexy body.

I can feel the bulge forming in my shorts. Fuck.

"Hey man, at this rate, I think you should go ask her for a dance. You look like you desperately need one with her." Marco drinks from his cup, smirking at me.

"Shut up." I shift on my stool, taking another sip from my cup.

"Seriously Nate, sooner or later, you wil