The Lost One

3. The Voice (edited)

Connor---> ^^^

Song of the chapter- Casual Affair - Panic! At the Disco (I don't really listen to them, but I like this song)

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By noon, I had drank so much whiskey-laced punch that I was about I piss myself. I went inside to use the restroom.

A smell... someone. Someone here smelled... sweet? I didn't know. Someone, who was not here before, had a scent so alluring it made me want to go find it.

I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My face was flushed. I splashed it with cold water and brushed my teeth in attempt to get rid of the alcohol smell.

Mate

I looked around frantically. someone just whispered and I was one thousand percent sure I was alone in my bathroom. I didn't smell anyone close to me, and knew it was impossible for someone to whisper.

Deciding very stereotypically that I was just hearing things, I returned to the party, trying to ignore the urge to find the scent. I left the bathroom to put my phone on the charger when I smelled Johnny in there, hiding in a shadow. He came close and sighed as he slid his hands over my stomach from behind. His lips went to my neck and he nibbled at it. "Hey baby." His voice was deep, seductive. I started to heat up.

"I thought we were going to wait until tonight."

He shook his head against my skin. "I've been thinking about fucking you all day, and I can't stop myself." He left to lock the door of my room and the bolt I installed before returning his attention back to me.

He pulled my jacket down my shoulders and tossed it to the side. I had my dark red tank top underneath that, which inadvertently showed much of the tops of my breasts.

"Lidia, Lidia, Lidia," he lulled in appreciation, pressing me to him. I reached down between us and undid the button to his jeans and pulled down the zipper. "Fuck," he cussed, pushing them down and going for mine. I kicked my heavy leather boots off to the side and pushed my pants the rest of the way off. He reached into the drawer of my jewelry box where I always kept my condoms and pulled one out.

Johnny pushed me face down on the bed, dominating me like he always has. I loved this, the way he made me fly, entering me from behind this time. The warmth of his chest pressed against my back.

I clutched my black sheets in my fists as this pleasure and pain soared through me. Johnny smacked my ass hard, causing me to moan loudly. I didn't give a fuck if someone heard us. Not one, single fuck.

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I had to redo my hair. Johnny was standing next to me in the mirror. He had stolen my comb to fix his hair, which wasn't messed up but he felt like it was. He smacked my leather pants-covered ass one last time before leaving the room with a smirk. My eyes followed him out. His dark skin blended into the darkness of my room, a floating white jersey walked out the door. I reveled in the sweet soreness of my muscles.

*
"Hey Lilly-poo, where you been?" Levi teased when I sat down at our table under the shade of the large tree. As the mature one and usually the designated driver, Levi wasn't drinking, and his glass contained orange juice and ice. Pussy.

"I don't answer to you." I elbowed him. Penny was sitting on Chance's lap while he was vampiring her neck with little nibbles and kisses. Connor, Levi, Johnny, and Peter were all glancing at them in disgust, no doubt mirroring my thoughts of wishing they'd get a room.

We sat around for a while until I smelled that glorious scent again. I looked around frantically, not being able to control myself. There were a crap ton of smells around that I've never smelled before, random strangers that were invited to the party or heard about it and showed up, but this one was different. It stood above the rest. Mother was walking over to us with our new neighbors Bob and Mary in tow. There was another person walking behind that I still couldn't see much of.