After a while, the song Down on Me by Jeremiah came on. I smile and turned around so my back was facing him. He made the bet of whoever moans first, and now he loses it. I grabbed his hands and brought them around my waist and rested them low on my hips. I started to grind my hips back into him and he responded by grinding back. We moved like that for about half the song until I finally started to feel the alcohol I'd been drinking throughout our dancing catch up to me. My being tipsy caused me to get a little more nitty gritty. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled down on the back of his head. He got the hint and I soon felt his lips all over my neck. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to refrain from moaning. Although we were both drunk, neither of us had forgotten our initial purpose.
He switched sides on my neck and his hands slid down my body. I threw my head back onto his shoulder and gasped as I felt his warm hands make their way up my legs under my dress. He smirked against my neck which caused me to smirk too even though he couldn't see it. I giggled slightly as I felt him lean into my ear, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin under my earlobe in the process.
"Give up yet babe?" he asked.
"Nope," I retorted as I pushed back into him some more.
I felt him take in a sharp breath. "That's not nice baby. You're going to pay for that."
"Oh yeah, how?"
He just chuckled and his hands went further up under my dress. They slid around to the inside of my thighs and I felt him slightly pushing them open. Being drunk, I slowly gave in and he graze his fingers along the skin right by my area. I let out a straggled breath and he started kissing my neck again, adding to the pleasure.
"That's a no no, Logan," I warned. I took one of my hands off of his neck and slid it down his arm until I felt his belt. From there, I guided my fingers lightly along the skin that was exposed between his shirt and his pants. I felt as he let out a long sigh, probably enjoying that.
"So is that Noah."
He kissed harder all over my neck. I giggled and slipped my hand down over his jeans, not so innocently running over the small bulge in his pants. As a result, he brought his hands back to the outside of my thighs and slipped them up higher. I felt his thumbs hook into the strap of my small underwear. Unable to hold it in any longer, I let out a long, quiet moan. Logan smiled widely against my skin and moved his kisses back up my neck to my ear.
"I win," he murmured.
"Yeah yeah," I said rolling my eyes as I turned in his arms to face him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wove them into his soft, black locks. "And what's your prize?"
He leaned down and lightly pecked my lips, pulling away so we were only centimetres apart, leaving me wanting more. "How about we start there and see where it goes?"
I giggled and he quickly closed the space between us, kissing me with a passion I've never felt before. It was slow and practiced, yet felt hungry and needy. I tugged on his hair slightly and he moaned into the kiss. Why couldn't he have done that earlier, that way I could have my way with him instead of the other way around. He slowly back me up until my back hit a wall and pulled up on my legs which were still in his grasp. I obliged to the request and wrapped my legs around his waist. He ground his lower half into mine and I suddenly felt this rush of extreme lust. It could just be the alcohol messing with my brain again, but I just wanted to bed him so bad. I ground back and he bit on my lower lip pulling on it lightly. Suddenly he dropped me to my feet and grabbed my hand in his, looking around frantically for a couch or a closed off space. As we walked to the back of the club, we found a place that was both. It was a small room with a long wide couch. The room had a wooden door that shut and locked and a surround sound stereo system that was currently playing some jazz cover of Fallen by Mya. It sounded weird but definitely set the mood and was making me crave Logan's body even more.
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The Darker Side of Me
RomanceNoah has known nothing but heartbreak all her life; divorced parents, an abusive father, and she hasn't seen her mother since she was 9 years old. All she wanted was a break. Finally she gets the chance to live a normal life... or so she thought. W...
