She trembled when she felt his hand snake up her back, grinning like a schoolgirl when he pulled the pair of them closer to him. She was still grinning when he kissed her. The feel of his hand in her hair made her groan softly in to his kiss, the tugging of his fingers against her scalp sent a sudden thrill down her spine which finished squarely between her legs. A tingling pulse that made her writhe slightly against him. She whined when his mouth left hers, a sound she wasn't sure she meant to make but couldn't have stopped even if she'd tried. Her lips throbbing slightly from the pressure of the kiss and parted while she tried to catch her breath. Breath she almost entirely lost again as she watched him kiss Brooke.<br/><br/>The kiss was so intense and passionate, she bit her lip as she saw his hand rest on her friend's throat. Another pulse shot through her as she wondered how his hand might feel against her neck like that.<br/><br/>She whimpered as Brooke's fingers then did just that, teasing down her throat and making her fidget against the other two. She wanted Brooke to do that again, she wanted David to do it too. To stroke, to hold...she had no idea where such ideas came from but she rather liked them, even if she didn't understand them at all.<br/><br/>She felt an overwhelming urge to kiss Brooke just where he had been holding her, kissing her way down her neck towards her chest. Finding out if her breasts felt the same as her own, curious to see if they were firmer, wanting to press her lips to nipples and squeeze gently with her...<br/>Suddenly she was aware Brooke was speaking and forced herself to focus on her words and not just on the possibilities her breasts provided in that moment.<br/><br/>"Do tell," she added, her eyes hazily finding David's smiling ones, "I know I'm dying to know what's behind that wicked smile of yours."<br/><br/><div align="center">* * *</div><br/>While Beth waited for their drink she turned her back to the bar and watched Brooke and David out on the dance floor, her teeth caught on her lip as she watched their bodies move steadily closer and then drawing in a short breath as their lips met. She wanted to join them badly, far more so than she might have imagined. This wasn't the first time she'd watched Brooke while she was getting better acquainted with someone new, but usually she did it to make sure she was ok, that nothing was happening that her friend wasn't completely happy with. This was the first time when she had felt a real desire to be a part of the scene she was watching from a distance.<br/><br/>She'd gotten the distinct impression David was interested in them both which was as confusing as it was thrilling. It would certainly be a new pathway for her and Brooke if they were to not only share a possible lover, but share him at the same time. She giggled nervously at the thought, feeling a familiar heat spreading through her body as she dwelt on the idea.<br/><br/>Picking up their drinks she carried them carefully back towards the dance floor, walking up behind David she pressed her front to his back snugly. Pushing up slightly onto her toes to allow her mouth to come closer to his ear.<br/>"As much as I hate to interrupt," she purred over his shoulder, "I don't want you two to get too carried away without me."<br/>She resisted the urge to kiss his cheek, but only just. She was fairly inebriated but not quite enough yet to make her forget her usual wariness.<br/>She kept her front against him though as she passed their drinks around him, swaying in time with him and the music. Winking at Brooke mischievously over his shoulder and seeing the obvious enjoyment on her face.<br/>"Did you miss me?" she teased, sipping a little of her own drink. Well, several sips if she was honest.<br/>Beth was genuinely surprised she was hoping that they had and wondering how they might show her. She blushed to herself, she was never this forward. Even her best flirting was usually fairly subtle. And usually ineffective.<br/><br/>Yes, this night was definitely getting more interesting by the moment.