𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒄𝒆 | 𝒈𝒙𝒈

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖?

We've been dancing for what felt like eternity, but also less than a millisecond. Whenever I was with her I completely lost all track of time and reality. I was solely focused on her, everything else was a blur.

Our dance had turned into a battle of control, both of us so desperate to feel each other's lips but at the same time eagerly waiting for the other one to cave first. And Emily's plump cherry colored lips did not make this any easier.

Ever since I tasted them the first time I've been craving more, like an addict craves their next dose. No matter how many I've had before it was never enough.

But I'll be damned if I let her win this one.

We were dancing close to each other. Maybe close is not a good definition, we were two bodies merged into one, her body curved into mine as we danced, my hands found their way to her hips and she made sure to take advantage of that.

But I was not going down without a fight.

My hands played with the hem of her emerald colored dress, grazing the silky skin underneath with delicacy, in slow and long strokes.

Her head found its way to my neck, deliberately breathing onto my skin, effortlessly making goosebumps rise. But it also made her more vulnerable and exposed in our battle, I could tell exactly which movements of my fingers on her skin made her breath become irregular, and that was information I was shamelessly using.

She looked up to face me, she still had a glint of competitiveness in her eyes, but mostly it was desperation all over her face. I, on the contrary, looked 100% devilish.

"You are vicious" she whispered, only millimeters between our lips, the air was heavier than ever and the tension could be cut with a knife. Our desire was so strong I think you could smell it in the air.

"I would say the same about you, princess" I whispered into the air between us and she played an innocent look on her face.

"Me? I'm just dancing" said the devil, but no matter how hard she tried to present as an angel, her eyes were as devious as ones eyes could get.

"Well in that case, you wouldn't mind me just dancing next to you" I smirked and started rocking my body, pressing my body to hers with every move, my thigh found it's way between her legs and she gasped.

"I hate you" she bit her lip in a desperate attempt to suppress her whimper, but I heard.

"Doesn't sound like it" I kept pushing, our lips grazing, it was game over.

She desperately pressed her lips into mine, pulling me closer to her by my waist, her fingers clutching onto my skin.

Em tasted like everything good in this world, she was sweet but just like who she was, she had a zing of something else that made her so much more interesting. 

I was never going to get enough of her.

The kiss turned hotter by the second, I didn't hold back and neither did she. We were once again in a bubble of our own, away from everyone and everything.

My tongue brushed against hers, her lips sucked on mine, both of us moaning in pleasure as if we were alone. Truthfully, I seemed to forget that we are surrounded by hundreds of teenagers who are probably watching us right now, I'll blame it on the tequila. 

My hands were still on her hips, it took everything in me not to slide them up into her panties. But this dress was already short enough, and every guy staring at her was more than enough, I didn't want to let them see even more. 

"Alex.. let's.. get.. out.. of.. here" she spoke in between kisses, panting after each word.

I let her lead me to the nearest room, it unlocked with my fingerprint and I pulled her in, pinning her against the door after it locked.