<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Marco Benjamin Jr. <br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Party Casual (http://jawbreaker.nyc/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/michael-b-jordan-1015-gq-01-v2.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 6/9<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Caulton Residence - Backyard Pool<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Pre-Party Requisitions &gt; Arrival &gt; Planning<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Up (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TyLo6duo25Y&amp;index=9&amp;list=PL68E4D0B8637821E5)<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open, Roxy, Leanne, Naomi</span><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://popglitz.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Michael-B.-Jordan-GQ-October-20154.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Of all the women he knew; all the gorgeous, beautiful, sexy women. Naomi was the only one who could be sprawled out in a dingy swimming pool with dead and brown leaves cascading off her frame, and somehow make it look like the sexiest fucking thing in the world. Usually, he was cool as a cucumber and collected to match, but something about Naomi acting like herself seemed to pause all that. So the most he could do was sit there and watch her work while she mesmerized him. <br/><br/>And when she was finally done, she smiled and it made him freeze. What sort of voodoo spell did she cast on him? Because it was confusing, but not bad at all. A new song started right after, and their eyes locked. Her gaze was predatory, just like his, but she made the first move. Still sitting there, smoking his happy stick, he watched Naomi saunter up to him with no hesitation. He didn't even flinch while helping her snuggle perfectly into his lap. He did lean forward ever so slightly, playfully trying to catch her lips when she snatched the blunt from his hand. She sang, she gyrated, she was <em>Naomi</em> in his lap.<br/><br/> It took all Marco had to not say "fuck this", pick her up, take her to his car, and make her see stars. He kept control though, with only a single hand sliding very low onto her lower back to press her against him when she sat up, and to keep her from falling when she leaned away. Even with as much control as he had though, he was still human. And with all that moving around, pretty soon she felt what she was doing to him. She felt <em>all</em> of it. Short, shallow breaths escaped him as she stood, and he let his tongue flick out just enough for her to register his tease inside her shirt. After that, she was back in the pool and it was over. The spell was broken and he was breathing heavy...wow that girl was something else. <br/><br/>She smiled at him, and he winked back, then stood to his feet while she went over to Leanne to snag some pizza. He looked down as he still felt incredibly horny, and could see his erection poking out in front of him like a badge of honor. He casually wrestled it under control by pretending to fumble around in his pockets for his phone. Once he was presentable, he found Naomi and put her in his crosshairs. His walk was slow, paced, measured. He said hey to those who spoke, and joked with every guy or girl who brought up the impromptu lapdance. But his mission was clear. Get to that bombshell over there and get her attention again. <br/><br/>Almost gliding up behind her, he slid his arms around Naomi's front, letting them cross lazily over her hips while he pressed up behind her. "Before you eat; shotgun." With as much weed as Naomi smoked, she knew what a shotgun was and how enjoyable it could be. So he took a big puff and held it while passing the cigar off to whoever wanted it. Then he turned her head to face him and pressed his lips against hers. That spark was insane, but he remembered the purpose of the kiss and blew the smoke into her mouth while their lips remained locked. True it was potentially a stolen kiss, but the weed and his soft lips would more than make up for it. Finally, he came up for air and blew a thick smoke ring with the remains. "That was an amazing performance. Especially the interactive part. Maybe later we could do a song together...or I could perform for <em>you</em>," he said with an air of cool and calm. Oh yeah, he was definitely baked now.<br/></span><br/>