Free Corrupted by Alicia Taylor, Natalie Townson

I walk away from Lacy and her other friend without saying a word.
    I sway over to the men, looking at them as a group from under my eyelashes. Damon stands up straighter as I approach, a smile playing on his lips. I keep e ye contact with him until I stand in front of them. My eyes shift to Spencer before I step up to him.
    “Hi...again,” I purr into his ear, pressing myself closer to him. “Wanna dance?” I ask coyly. A grin splits his face so I take his hand and pull him towards the dance floor just as Too Close by Next starts to play. I wasn’t sure if Tom could get them to play this song. It’s a charity function after all but I guess they like to make sure guests are catered to.
    I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me closer, his strong arms wrap ping me up in his frame, cocooning me with his warmth. We start grinding against each other as the music plays. I keep my eyes trained on Spencer, but flick quick glances over to Damon. He has a brunette grinding on him but he doesn’t seem to be paying her any attention. I’m so lost in the music, and Damon’s eyes, that at first I don’t hear him speak. His hands brush up and down my body, caressing me. Why doesn’t Spencer’s touch get me flustered like Damon’s does?
    “Ella, did you hear me?” I look up into his face, only seeing Damon. I want to kiss him. No, I want to kiss Damon. I shudder before I reply.
    “I’m sorry. What did you say?”
    Spencer's face turns into a frown. “I asked what you’ve got going on with my brother.” I shrug my shoulders and look in the direction of Damon. I didn’t want Spencer to notice me seeking out Damon. I blush then answer.
    “It’s nothing. Well it’s... complicated.” Fuck. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t plan on Spencer being so perceptive. I turn my head and bury my face into his chest as I hear the words I don’t want to hear.
    “Ella, I can’t do this. Damon is my brother. If something is going on then I need to know. I won’t step on my brother’s toes. It’s obvious he feels something for you by the looks he is giving me right now , and you can’t take your eyes off him.” I put my arms around his neck and pull his mouth down to mine silencing his words. His body goes rigid in my hold before relaxing and returning my kiss.
    “I’m single,” I say against his lips. It’s true , I am single. Spencer doesn’t want to step on anyone’s toes but he’s not. Not really anyway. I deepen the kiss hoping to get some sort of feelings. Feelings I get when Damon kisses me. No, when I kiss Damon. I’m the one in control when it comes to anything with Damon. I need to get Damon off my mind and concentrate on his brother. I rub my hands up into his hair, shifting my fingers through the dark stands, holding him to me.
    Spencer brings his hands up into my hair, tilting my head to a new a ngle to deepen the kiss. I need to put a stop to this PDA. I don’t want too many people to notice me and Spencer.
    When I pull away it doesn’t surprise me that I feel nothing for him, there is no emotion, and it’s what I’m used to. It’s comforting feeling nothing. I know my walls are firmly back in place. It makes the rest of this evening’s plan so much easier when feelings aren’t involved. I want to break Damon, not Spencer. We resume dancing but a lot less sexual now a new song is playing.
    What I don’t expect to feel is guilt.
    I excuse myself at a new track change so I can go to the ladies room, quickly making my way to the toilets and shutting myself in a cubicle. Sitting on the toilet, I take a moment to compose myself. Why do I feel nothing kissing anyone else but Damon? With Damon I feel everything. He makes me feel again. Why does kissing his brother feel like I’ve just betrayed him? It’s what I’m meant to do, I’m not meant to feel guilt from that betrayal.
    Thinking about Damon, as usual, makes me think of Lydia. I try to pull a memory of her, one that will make me happy. It