Surround me - the first novel

Chapter 11- Drowning in a sea of Matty

Taylor's POV

The idea of uni had been bothering me, until now. I may already know people in my classes. I wonder if Matty and I will sit near each other.
Im dragged out of my day dream by the bottle landing on me. Confident now, I take a shot. They get worse each time, and my inhibitions drop just a bit lower.
I pull my top over my head, thanking Matty mentally for the fire. I'm confident with my body especially right now that I'm probably the drunkest I've ever been. Ross tries so hard not to look down at my chest. Bless him. He is mature for an eighteen year old.

I feel so sexy, I've never felt this admired. Guys like Brad, I would always think are too cool, are practically tripping over themselves to be-friend me. All the guys are shirtless right now from our game.

My spin lands on Ross, and since I'm sitting on him we decide Ross is the obvious choice. I face him. He touches my chin delicately like before, giving me a kiss on my lips. He rubs down my back, it feels heavenly. I take off his belt. Well hey, he's got to remove a layer too right?

"Hey" he whispers in my ear, touching my hands and removing the belt for me. I smile looking into his eyes.

"You've got to remove something" I smile turning around from him and spinning the bottle. Laying back on Ross, my skin finally touching him now my tops off. His hand is tracing my arm and occasionally my side up to my bra. Everyone is too drunk or high to notice.
He sends chills through me. Occasionally he moves my hair from my neck and lightly kisses me there.

I barely notice that after her dare Rhea removes her top too. I know those two will go off on their own soon to be private. Rhea hands me the spliff, I take it from her. And take my first ever drag. It burns at the back of my throat. It's strong and tastes funny. I pass it to Ross. He smiles at me and before taking a drag he kisses me again.

Then the bottle lands on Matty. Having already taken off his shirt he takes off his belt. His bottle lands on Brad. The guys forfeit making out by finishing off two shots. I knew they wouldn't kiss. Part of me hoped they would.

He re-spins and the bottle lands on us.

"Me or Ross Matty what's your pick" I laugh.

"You please, sorry Ross" he laughs back and I stand up.

"Make out, make out, make out" Rhea chants clearly finding this funny. I shoot her a glare.

I unbutton my jeans walking over to him. I've never been this naked in front of anyone but Tom. Alcohol and me equals a bad combo. Ross catches his breath as I hand him my jeans, I feel empowered he is completely disarmed.

I go over to Matty. He is leaning back on his elbows. He smiles at me and I am shocked, he's being nice. But I am standing in front of him in just my underwear.

"Don't you need to take off a layer too" I tease and the others cheer and laugh.

"Okay done" he says standing up to face me and pulling his jeans down. This is not happening. Surely.

I blink open my eyes and realise that however it is. I am completely disarmed. He takes my face in his hands.

"This isn't how our first kiss is supposed to go" he whispers.

Before I can respond he kisses my lips tenderly, with growing intensity he pulls my lower back towards him and I can feel his skin on mine. I'm lost, I feel like the world is gone. He has no hesitation this time, he is pulling a move on me here. Maybe this is all a game to him? I can hear whooping from afar and realise that I'm still in the room.

"Wow that escalated" Ryan's voice breaks through, but it's as if I'm under water, hearing from afar. Drowning in a sea of Matty.

I couldn't possibly disengage myself from this, so Matty does it for me. He pulls away, breathing ragged. I briefly look into those green eyes. He shoots an annoyed glance at Ryan.
"What'd I miss" Ryan laughs trying not to look my body up and down.
I take a step away because I do not trust myself this close to Matty whilst under the influence of a lot of alcohol and funny cigarettes. Bad Taylor, I chastise myself.

Ross, I tell myself. You like Ross, Taylor. With his kind blue eyes and soft attitude. And his laid back style. Not the intense brunette that's sending you mixed messages.

"You just missed the last dare" Ross says as I sit back down on him, watching Matty from across the room. Leaving me astounded and breathless, from what was possibly the most intense kiss so far in my eighteen years of life.