<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Km28270.png)</div><hr/><strong>Time:</strong>7:15 PM-ish<br/><strong>When:</strong>Party Night<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlie | Chris<hr/>Jamal danced up and close with the girl, grinding against her in a visibly obscene way as a few onlookers stared. Slow or fast, his boy followed the tempo of the music, letting her features rub against his. Despite the layers of clothing that separated their flesh, every curve and groove of the black stud's built body was palpable. And the moment he put his hands on her hips, they never came off - instead, they guided her and followed her, led her along to make sure her ass would get a nice feel of that bulge between his thighs which was slowly growing more and more aroused by the second. Its warmth was evident, especially when Charlie managed to turn around and face him. With his pelvis nearly glued to hers, and rock-solid, nearly exposed pectorals pressing onto her breasts, the little dancing session became even more intimate.<br/><br/>His nose was just centimeters from her own as he held her, those powerful hands slithering up and down the sides of her body, getting a feel of her feminine curves.<strong>"Damn, you don't dance too bad for a white girl,"</strong>he teased, a mischievous smile on his face. Jamal could feel those tiny hands of her slide their way up the curves of his biceps and triceps until she rested against him. It was near impossible to keep himself off her at this point, and the way she was looking at him, made him want to kiss her right then and there. And he would've, if not for the sudden cacophonous ringing of his phone going off. With his little trance broken, Jamal peered over at his wrist to check his watch, his face turning into an instant frown.<br/><br/><strong>"Fuck,"</strong>he murmured, as his second hand also slowly grazed off her hip. He reached into his pocket to pull out a business card, and without any hesitance he just slowly tucked it into the neckline of Charlie's dress. Grabbing her gently by the wrist, he also peeled one of her hands off his shoulder, giving her palm a little squeeze.<strong>"Important client...I gotta go. But we'll meet again? Text me or somethin' Charlie,"</strong>he whispered, bringing her palm to his lips to plant a quick kiss on it before quickly walking away in a rush.