Escape | Updated Weekly

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He's wanted to do that for a while. Those words had played in my head for the rest of the night. After Mac had kissed me Chloe had come out to find us and dragged us back in. I didn't even have time to respond to Mac or say anything to him. Before I knew it we had left the first club and started darting around all over town. The same cycle of drinks, shots, dancing and then moving.

I didn't get another alone moment with Mac again to ask him what he meant. How long had he been thinking about doing that? However he didn't stop looking at me every chance he got, and every time I had spotted him he'd grin at me. We had a secret between us now that only he and I knew and we both relished in the excitement of the fact that no one else had a clue what was going on.

By the end of the night Chloe was so drunk that  she continued to sing songs from the club's as we walked her back to the taxi rank. She stumbled all over the place with the rest of us, laughing to the point we couldn't stand up straight. Even in the taxi on the way home Chloe was chatting to the driver, telling him all about the night. The taxi driver didn't seem to mind; he engaged in conversation with Chloe the whole drive home.

Thankfully Brandon was the sensible one and was sober enough to get the door open. I kept having to shush the others so we wouldn't get complaints from the neighbours the next day. "I'm gonna take her straight up to bed" said Tom who was pretty much having to hold Chloe up at this point. The boys instantly started cheering and whistling for them. "You dog" shouted Dani laughing loudly. Tom just rolled his eyes and with the help of Brandon and Sophie, got Chloe up the stairs.

The rest of us stayed in the living room continuing the night with games and making fun of each other, until eventually everyone had gone to bed apart from me and Mac. We heard the bedroom doors closed and as if on cue he looked over at me. I nervously smiled at him. I wasn't too sure what to expect. He moved from the armchair, that he was sitting on, to the couch and sat next to me. He was close but not as close as he was in the club.

"Sooo. That kiss' ' he started, he'd put an arm behind his head, resting there completely distracting me. Maybe it was the alcohol making me see things differently but I never thought he looked better than right now. "That was pretty amazing" he finished. "Maybe not the best idea tho '' I admitted. Despite how attracted I had become to him we were after all, housemates and he was in a band with my best friend. Things could get so incredibly messy so quickly. He looked disappointed though, the smile fading a little from his face. He put his hand on my knee using his thumb to rub it gently. I watched it for a bit enjoying the feeling of comfort it gave me. The warmth of his hand resting on my leg.

I could feel that his eyes were on me again so I looked up. Without saying a word he leaned into me kissing me again, but I didn't resist. Just because it might have been a bad idea didn't mean I wasn't gonna do it. He kissed me deeper this time, no pressure of wondering if I would pull away, no one was here to see us either. He placed his hands on the back of my head, I could taste the sweetness of him, he let out the smallest moan but it was enough to send a shiver up my spine. I didn't want that feeling to end. He moved his hand to my waist and pulled slightly, moving me onto his lap, straddling him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hands were in my hair. The whole time his lips never left mine.

I moved my hands down his chest fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, slowly unbuttoning them one by one. His hands went up my dress. I got his shirt off and began to un zip his jeans and he laughed against my lips, it was more of a giddy laugh than an embarrassed one. He whispered into my ear "stand up". I did as I was told. I looked down on him as he moved to the edge of the seat slowly putting his hands back up dress and grabbing hold of my panties pulling them off me. I stepped out of them and straddled him again.

I could see him glance behind me watching the door, making sure no one was coming, then his attention was back on me. He fiddled with his jeans and lifted me slightly. I gasped as he entered me and let out a moan. He put a hand over my mouth to cover up the sound. Then I moved back and forth on top of him. His head leaned back into the sofa cushions as he also had to refrain from making any noise. He moved his hands and held me from behind guiding me as I moved, never taking his eyes off me.

I could feel the build up inside me already, he seems to have a wonderful effect on me and he could tell. He grinned so wide, silently telling me to let go. I moved my head down so the noise of my moan would be muffled by the cushion, when it was over I leaned my head against his letting him take over. He moved his body to reach mine, within seconds he joined me, pulling out just in time. We stayed there for a while breathing heavily, until eventually I found the will to climb off him.