Rey's POV

The neon lights blur across my dazed eyes, as I stumble across the dance floor through sweaty grinding bodies to find him. 

"Ben!" I call to my co star, who turns and raises his drink in excitement of seeing me.

 "Ayye Rey!"

"Ayye!" I raise my half full drink in equal excitement. 

"You will not believe how many fangirls are at this bar." Ben tells me. 

"The movie has barely been out a couple days."

"Ahh, but the books." He reminds me. 

"True." I take a sip of my drink. 

"You know how many people are asking if there is anything going on between us?"

"Probably double the amount of the girls in the bathroom." I laugh. "I'm just trying to take a piss and oh my god."

"At least you can use a stall in peace. You wouldn't believe the guy next to me at the ur-"

"He didn't try to take a pic did he?!" I shout over the music.

"He did!"

"They tried to come over the stall." I laugh then take a long swig of my drink letting it burn my throat. 

"You wanna go dance?"

"Sure, let me finish this then." I finish off my 5th drink of the night. 

Ben sets down his now empty beer and leads me to the dance floor taking my hand in his. 

The music is easy going fun and partying which makes good for dancing like we're back in middle school although the first time I met him was reading over the script. 

"First I have to teach you how to drive, now I'm going to have to teach you how to dance." Ben jokes. 

"Oh my god, I know how to dance."

"What, when you're drunk enough?"

"Oh screw you." I playfully push him and he smiles. 

"You need to loosen up and quit worrying, I'm getting you a drink."

"Get yourself one." 

"Didn't plan on you drinking alone." He teases. 

I roll my eyes and walk over to the DJ. "Hey!" I shout at him over the speakers. 

"What can I do for you?" He leans across to lend me his ear. 

"Play something sexy."

He leans back and looks at his computer than back to me. "You got it." He holds up part of his headset and goes back to his music. 

I walk to the bar to find Ben. 

"Hey." He comes up behind me. "Where did you run off to?"

"Fans wanted a picture."

He glances over my shoulder to the people looking at us. 

"Here you go." He hands me a shot.

"Cheers." I click his glass and down it. 

"Bottoms up." He says then follows my lead. 

"Another." I lean over asking the bartender, well more like telling. 

He pours another, making a show of it. "Here you go."

I take in a breath, then let the cold glass touch my lips as I down the shot. I breath out once the liquid burns down my throat. 

"Now that is how you take a shot." Ben smiles. 

The song 'Sexyback' by Justin Timberland begins to pound through the club and a bunch of girls scream 'Yaaassss' in unison. 

"Let me show you how to dance." I grab Ben's hand and lead him to the dance floor. 

"Remember what PR said."

"So now you think I know how to dance?"

"I'm just saying don't dance like a stripper because the press will have a field day."

"Fuck Public Relations and the press." I begin heading away from the dance floor.

"Where are you going?"

"VIP, where they aren't allowed." I grab his hand again. 

"Oh this is going to be good." I look over my shoulder and see him smiling and roll my eyes. 

I approach the bouncer to the curtained VIP area and he nods opening the entry way for us. 

I smile over my shoulder at Ben, who now rolls his eyes at me. 

"So you don't think I can dance better than a middle schooler?"

"I didn't say that." He cocks an eyebrow. 

"But you were thinking it." I cock an eyebrow in return. 

He holds up his hands in a defense position and I grab a hand and quickly turn to spin myself and press against him. Landing his hand on my hip. 

"What are you doing?" He asks, but doesn't pull away as I lean back against his tall frame. 

"Showing you I can dance." I begin to slowly move my hips in a sway motion and feel for the beat of the song. 

I take a breath, similar to the one I did earlier before I downed a shot and the song drifts into the next as Sexyback ends. 

The beat drops into a slow tempo, but seems like its perfectly planned by me. 

I arch my back and press my ass against him. 

"Don't need permission, made my decision to test my limits." Ariana Grande sings over the speaker, begining the song 'Dangerous Woman'. 

"You asked for this song didn't you?" He whispers into my ear, planting his other hand on my hip. 

"Not exactly." I smile and sway my hips slightly faster and I lower myself and grind against him on the rise. 

I feel something else rise with me and smirk to myself and reach a hand up and feel his face move to my arm, pressing a small side kiss to my inner arm. 

I grasp in surprise and hope he didn't hear it. 

I bend my arm back blindly and find his hair, knotting my fingers into the raven locks. 

His hand tightens, keeping my hips in place as he dips his hips forward grinding against me. 

A small moan escapes into my ear from him and I bite my lip, tightening my grip in his hair as well. 

"Rey, what are you trying to start?"

I let go of his hand and try in his arms even though his hands try to resist my movement. "Finishing what you started." I whisper in his ear as I press my body against his once more.

"You started this." A hand slides down to my thigh and plays with the hem of my dress. 

"You're the one you thought it would be fun to bite my neck and feel me up in my dressing room on break on the last shoot day." I stop all my body motive. 

"And you thought it would be fun to play footsie at lunch one day and then casually grazes my thigh while we were running lines the next." 

"You grabbed my turn on spot during a take." 

He left hand slides to the spot I'm referring on the front of my hip. "That was an accident, I apologized." He triggers the spot and I catch my breath. 

"You did it again and bite your lip when you got the reaction you wanted." 

"Yeah I did." His hand comes up from the spot and cups my face, bringing our lips together.

A spark ignites within me and the pulsing music pounds with my heart. I twist my hands in his hair and excite a moan from him as I pull his head back and press kisses down his neck. 

I drag my lip slowly back up where I've kissed down and release him. 

His hand raises the hem lightly as his fingers graze over my black lace panties.  "You're wet." He whispers seductively. 

"You're hard." I match his tone.

"I want you."

"Have me."

He removes his hand and takes my hands from where the rest around his neck. 

"Where are you taking me?" I ask as we head towards the exit for VIP. "We can't leave together."

"You want this to go down in the club?"

"This is the most privacy I've had in weeks." I tell him recalling the paparazzi outside my townhouse and following me where ever i go. "With the release of the movie and confirmation of my latest casting I'm watched like a hawk."

"What if we get caught?"

"No one is watching us. Look around, it's a mix of other celebs and rich people minding their business."

"I don't know." He looks down and I secretly hope he catches a glimpse of my freed breasts in my tight little black dress. 

"Ben." I rub his hand with my thumb. "Please."

"For you." He looks into my eyes. "Anything if you say my name like that."

I slowly smile and lead him back further into the VIP area. 

I come up to a glass bar where another couple sit enjoying there own drinks and conversation. 

I watch the lady run a lingering hand over the man's arm and slide a foot up his calf. I decide they are busy enough and take a place leaning against the glass. 

Ben comes over and stands near me, but doesn't get the hint. 

I lean up and off and pull him over by his shirt. 

"Are you okay with this?" I ask inches from his face. 

"Say it." He speaks with a soft voice I have never heard before outside of set. 

"Ben. Please." I glance to his plush lips then back to his eyes. "I need you."

His lips attack mine, sucking and biting, tongues finding for dominance shortly after. 

My lips swell and he breaks to attack my neck. He quickly finds my sweet spot on my collarbone and I find his cock, rubbing to gain friction. 

"Tell me what you want." He says breaking away. 

I take it as a small hint of the control I have over this situation. "Bend me over this bar and fuck my pussy."

"Shimmy your panties down for me."

I smile and do as told, sliding my panties down using my finger tips then casually free his dick while my hands are down there. 

I smile at him and he licks his lip. "Bend over the glass babe." I bit my lip and do as told. 

The music gets louder and some new upbeat, up tempo song comes on. The bass vibrates the glass and I feel my nipples excite, peaking like little mountains upon bigger mounds. 

A chill runs up my spine as the feel of fingertips glazing across my bare bottom to raise the dress enough for entry. 

I spread my feet a little further apart for Ben and he runs his hardened member in my folds slicking himself up. I hear a pleasureful sigh come from his lips and he teases more, rubbing the tip against my clit and I grip the edge of the bar. I withhold a moan and push back against him slightly. 

A hand grips my hip and the other rests near my turn on spot, enough for me to tense. "Relax." Ben whispers and moves his hand away from the spot on the front of my hip. 

"Yes Ben." I say his name how he likes. 

I feel him enter and sigh in sweet bliss as each inch goes in until he's buried. 

His hand slowly, torturously slides back to the spot and grips waking an awe of pleasure, but tightening the walls around his penis. 

We gasp together and the couple next to us look in our direction. 

I act on instinct and lean up, Ben thinks quick and dips to angle up inside me, hitting a new point of pleasure. 

"We'll give you some privacy." The lady says and grabs her man by the hand. 

"I would say," I caress his face with one hand, "don't surprise me like that again, but please do." 

I feel his cheek muscles grow and know he's smiling. "Glad you liked it." He dips his hips and gives a small thrust. 

"Ben. I need you." I tell him again and his hand slowly presses me down against the glass bar again. 

"I need you too." He grips my hips and begins giving small thrusts. 

I start to meet her thrusts wanting more and he goes harder. 

"Ben." I moan and he suddenly grabs the spot and I flex around him again. 

"Rey." A hand slaps down on the bar next to me and he picks up speed. 

"I'm on the pill." I tell him and the heat from my breath fogs the glass. 

"Good." He almosts grunts and he thrusts become sloppier. "I'm close."

"Ben." I say how he likes once more and he grips my spot, releasing and taking me over the edge of bliss with in. 

We climax as secretly as we can in a room full of people dancing, kissing, and drinking like they want to die of liver failure. 

I catch my breath and watch the fog travel across the glass to meet the fog reaching for me from Ben's hand still on the bar where he braced himself. 

"Ben, can you-"

"Yeah." He pulls out and fixes my dress then I assume himself. 

"That was-"

"Amazing." He interrupts. 

"Yeah." I agree. 

"And stupid."

"Completely." I agree again. "But worth it." I slide a hand in his. 

"Yes." He smiles. "So is this where I ask you out on a proper date?"

"You mean a time and place we meet where we decide on our own terms?" I joke.

"Yeah, without other cast members there or fans know where we will be for some event."

"Okay." I smile and glance at his lips once more. 

"Okay." He grins and leans down to give me a kiss. 

A/N: This chapter has been on hold for sometime, but I finally sat down and got it done!!!

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