Everything goes Black (ON HOLD)

Ch.12: Day Drinking

It seemed the life of the party was in the living room, a room that I haven't spent much time in. Trying to look around for any one I knew was like trying to find Waldo, it was damn near impossible. I gave up trying to find someone and made my way to the kitchen, holding tight to Anthony's hand so I wouldn't lose him in the thriving crowd. Glancing behind me at the party people, I noticed most of them were dry humping each other, seemed like a making of a porno. Feeling strong arms wrap around me I smiled and leaned back into him. The air around us thickend with sexual energy, turning my body to liquid in Anthony's arms. Rubbing my ass against his front side, I felt the bulge through his pants, eliciting a groan from me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against his shoulder, bringing my arm up to rest behind his head. We slowly swayed to the beat of the music, lost in the bliss we made for ourselves. Hearing someone clearing their throat broke the trance me and Anthony were in, looking up I seen Cammie standing their with her hands on her hips. "Yes, how can I be of service to you?" I asked her, using my annoyed voice. She stared at us for a little bit then answered with, "Can you find me someone to dance with? I barley know anyone here." She finished her sentence with a flip of her hair. It was weird for Cammie to be asking me to set her up with someone, she's never had a problem with it before. I was surprised she didn't know anyone, seeing that she was here at the party last night. Staring at Cammie I took in her looks, her long black hair, tanned body, I swear she had zero fat on her what so ever. She was wearing some blue jean booty shorts that did wonders for her long legs, and her shirt was half the size of a regular shirt, showing off her belly button ring. She looked hot, and she knew it, just like everyone else knew it too. The good thing about Cammie was that she didn't let her ego get out of hand, and I absolutely loved that about her. So doing what she asked, I glanced around the whole room until my eyes landed on the perfect person: Derek. Instantly my eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, "I will be right back" I said to the both of them, walking my way around the drunk teens, my sights set on the home owner. Derek had a couple of people around him having some type of conversation, but I didn't mind pulling him away from his little group. "Are you a good dancer?" I'm sure my question caught him off guard because he looked at me like I've grown two heads. "Sure I like to dance, are you asking?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively. I couldn't help but laugh at him, "No Derek, I dont want to dance with you, but," I dragged out the but, "I have someone you can dance with." Grabbing his hand I led him over to Cammie and Anthony who were looking at who I dragged over. "Cammie this is Derek, he lives here, Derek this is Cammie, my best friend." Immediately they started talking but I ignored what they were saying, my eyes were to busy checking out my man. Anthony's dark blue shirt was tight on him and showed all of his muscles, his hair was messy on top of his head, probably from me running my hands through it. "Ms. Match maker, huh?" Anthony questioned, making me focus back on his eyes. Moving to him so we were close up to each other I raked my hands down the front of his body. "I guess you could say that" I finished the sentence by brushing my lips against his.

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Cayybaby