Nick watched as Zak’s hands trailed down her hips, hips gyrating against her ass in beat with the bass of the music at the bar. Laying his hand flat against her stomach, he rolled his body against her, watching Nick watch him. Zak’s lips parted in a silent moan as she ground back against him, the music pulsing through his body.
Nick took a swig of his beer. His body was responding to the movements of the man he couldn’t keep his eyes off of and it was driving him crazy. Sweat beaded on his forehead and chest as his heart beat in time with the bass. Licking his lips, Nick’s throat felt dry. Zak knew watching him dance with women drove him insane.