CHOOSE ME!

Part 6

Alex's pov
I went to find Charlie and tell him I wanted to go home as I was very uncomfortable. But when I found him he was necking his girlfriend near the stairs. Her hands were being pinned above her head and he bent down slightly to get to her lips. The room reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, I decided I was going to get pissed and headed over to the drinks table, swerving in and out of people.

It had been a couple of hours and I was completely out of my mind, I had become quite comfortable with everyone which I never would have thought. Then we were all called to the living room for a drinking game, I'm pretty sure it was spin the bottle. When I span it landed on a familiar face, Charlie. My senses weren't working though and I was seeing double so I went over to him wobbly and kissed him. And he kissed back. It was probably just because the alcohol was affecting our minds but it was the best thing I had ever felt.

The drinking game was finally over and Charlie pulled me over to a quiet living room where no one else was. He closed and locked the door, this made me pretty much sober up. He pushed me onto the sofa and looked deeply into my eyes. Hovering over me, he began to come closer to my face, I could feel his breath on my lips, coming from his kissable soft plump lips. I pulled him down by his necklace, I never even knew he had a necklace until now. Our lips smashed together, we were roughly and hungrily making out when he bit my lower lip, it made me gasp a little, taking this opportunity he slid his tongue in my mouth.

Our tongues danced gracefully with eachother from our mouths, popping in and out from time to time, neither of us came up for air but I finally broke the kiss, took a deep breath and flipped over. I was now sat on his lap, right on his dick, I took off his jacket and his top, hungrily I put my lips on his again. I began kissing every spot of his neck and chest until I found a spot that made him moan a little, I smirked before landing my lips on the spot and began sucking on it, causing a large red mark earning breathy moans from Charlie. I then travelled along his necks and down to his collarbone and shoulders, leaving more hickeys than I had anticipated.

He then stopped me by placing his hands on my shoulder and pushing me away slightly, he made eye contact and ruffled his hair so it was messy and curly like before. He then pushed me gently onto the sofa, he was hovering on top of me once again, then he did the same to me. "Don't make too many, please," I managed to say between heavy breaths. My heart was pounding so fast I swore he could have heard it. He nodded and sucked on my neck. Then we heard some shoutings and panicking we stopped where we were.

His friend's parents had come home. He got off me and we both put our clothes back on, unlocked the door and managed to sneak out without anyone else noticing we were just together. We ran to Charlie's car and drove off as fast as we could, Charlie wasn't drunk so he was still alright to drive. We both began to laugh and finally made it back to the apartment.

Once we got inside, I felt something push me up against the wall, my hands inter winded with his and he kissed me again. This time less hungrily, he then picked me up and made his way to my bedroom without breaking the kiss. Damn he was good at this. He took off our clothes, this time leaving nothing but our boxers. I felt so vulnerable and weak underneath him, his tall muscular body hovered over me and a small sweat was starting around his hairline, making him look so hot.

We kissed again and he pulled my leg to go over his shoulder, making me slide to lie completely flat on the bed. We began to kiss and his tongue slipped into my mouth making it become rougher by the second. "You ready for this?" he asked, I can honestly say I didn't expect a boy like him to ask, but it got me thinking. "Wait," I said putting my hands on his chest and pushing him away a little, he looked at me hungrily but confused, "I'm not ready to do this yet," I continued. He paused for a moment and then got off the bed and went to pick clothes up from the floor, "oh, I'm sorry, I thought you did," he said disappointed and walked out of the room and back to his without letting me get a word in.

"I do, I don't know why I said that," I mumbled to myself with my hand over my face in shame. Why didn't I let him go all the way, we both wanted it so what was the issue? Wait. He wanted it and he's barely even tipsy, what is he trying to do to me? I then put my pyjamas on and got into bed. Suddenly a loud slam of the door was heard, it was so loud it could have shook the whole flat. He left, but where did he go?