HYSTERIA

*TWO - LOVIN, TOUCHIN, SQUEEZIN*

LOVIN', TOUCHIN', SQUEEZIN' - JOURNEY

"You're tearin' me apart, everyday, everyday."

ARIEL CALLAWAY

Louis and I end up at a club about a block over from the bar we were at. It's busy here, but I don't mind because then I don't have to worry about people staring at me on the dance floor. Can't say I'm much of a dancer, but lucky for me the alcohol is helping tonight.

The music was loud and they were playing a mix of rock and roll and pop. Louis and I immediately ordered shots when we walked in, he'd never had a lemon drop before, so naturally I ordered us both two before we made our way to the dance floor. Sweaty bodies all around us, but that only increased our mood and the desire for each other that has been building since I first laid eyes on him.

We dance facing each other, my arms hanging loosely on his shoulders, and his around my waist. Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin' by Journey was currently playing, so we were swaying our bodies together, similar to others on the dance floor around us. Louis brings me closer and moves his hands lower down my back and onto my ass. I reach my arms up around his neck and lean in closer to him, wanting to lessen the gap between us.

Our eyes meet and I immediately notice the lust in his. Without hesitation, he leans in and closes the gap between us. It comes as a slight shock to me, but before I can think too much about it he forcefully pushes his tongue into my mouth, fighting for dominance while exploring the unknown territory. I tangle my tongue with his, begging for attention. Meanwhile, he takes one of his hands and leads it lower on my ass towards the hem of my skirt. I let out a soft moan of approval for him to continue. He lifts my skirt just enough to reach his hand under, but not enough to reveal myself to the others around us. Not that anyone would notice, it was that crowded in here. He gives my ass a tight squeeze, one that will most likely leave a sore spot in the morning.

Becoming impatient, he turns me around so my back is to his chest and I immediately feel his hard bulge on my ass, my skirt lifted so it was directly against his jeans. I begin grinding on him to the beat of the song, swaying my hips and pressing my ass into him. I wondered how he was going to walk out of here in those skinny jeans with an erection as prominent as that, I hope we can at least wait until we get back to his place.

"God Ariel, look what you do to me." he says while letting out a moan. I feel myself becoming wetter by the second, dampening my thong. I continue grinding my hips against Louis, his hands trailing up my sides to just beneath my boobs, wanting to cup them but realizing there are people around us.

Proving his impatience, he pushes me away, turns me around and begins leading me out of the crowd, leaving the club.

"Impatient are we?" I tease, earning an amorous glare from him in return.

"I'm itching to get you in my bed." He says, while eagerly pulling me towards the exit and out of the club.

Once we reach the main stretch of bars again, he begins leading me down the sidewalk we're on. I can tell he is on a mission so I keep quiet and take in the night life around me. It's about 12:30am now, but Nashville is still bustling with life. We walk a couple blocks, taking turns here and there and crossing a few streets before we arrive at an apartment complex with about 20 floors. He guides me through the entrance which looks like a hotel lobby, tall ceilings and marble and brick accents opposing each other in the best way. The only thing that told me this wasn't a hotel, was the sign out front that read City View Apartments.

Gold accents line the chandeliers as we walk to the elevators, the lights are dim as Louis scans his keycard before pressing level 20.

As soon as the doors close behind us, he pushes me against the back wall. He runs his hands up my body, gently scratching my sides on his way up to my chest before vigorously grabbing my boobs tugging my tank down, nipping at the delicate skin on my chest. He sucks gently, enough to leave a mark, licking the spot tastefully when he was done.