My Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 2

We walk inside, hand in hand. The room was decorated with gold and silver decorations and there is fake gold roses on each table. Dawson looks at me with a bored expression.

"This bites." He mumbles. I nod in agreement. His eyes seem to brighten and he looks to me. "I'll make my appearance then take you somewhere better." He says and just like that he's gone. I shyly step to the side as more people come in. How could he just leave me like this?

"What's a beautiful girl like yourself doing all alone?" A deep voice asks. I turn to see a guy with bright green eyes and blonde hair smiling at me.

"I'm waiting on someone." I say. This man is so familiar.

"Hey, Kar.." Dawson trails off then glares at the man next to me.

"Hello, brother." The man says.

"Daniel." Dawson snaps then looks to me. "Shall we?" He asks holding his hand out to me. His brother! That's why he's familiar! I greatfully take his hand and he walks me away from Daniel. We walk down a hallway and to a small door. He pushes it open and I'm greeted by a set of stairs. I raise an eyebrow at Dawson.
"Now, I know it doesn't look like much, but let me show you what's down there before you deem it boring." He says giving me a cheeky smile. I nod hesitantly. He starts the descend the stairs with me close behind. As we get closer to the bottom, the floor seems to vibrate with the heavy beat of music. We walk through another door and it goes dark. The only lights are green, blue, red, and orange lights zooming around the room, illuminating the bodies grinding against each other on the dancefloor. There is a small bar set off to the side that is lit up with a blue light.

"Well?" Dawson asks over the music.

"Seems fun." I say. He leads me over to the bar and orders two drinks. He sets one in front of me and I push it back toward him. "I don't drink."

"Oh, come on." He says and slides it back.

"One of us has to drive home." I say sliding it back.

"I have a driver." He says and shoves it back. Well, if neither of us are driving, what can it hurt? I sigh and take a drink. The liquid burns as it goes down. Dawson turns his up and chugs it.

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After several rounds, I feel lightheaded and my vision is blurry.

"Dance with me." Dawson says suddenly from beside me.

"Sure." I giggle. Why am I giggling? He grabs my hand and we stumble toward the dancefloor. Sombody by Natalie La Rose blasts through the speakers as Dawson places his hands on my hips. He pulls me against him and we begin to dance against each other. He spins me around to face him and then whispers in my ear,
"Come with me." He pulls me off the floor and down a long hallway in the back. He stops suddenly and turns on me. He slams me into the wall and pins my hands above my head. He smirks down at me and I bite my lip. He slowly leans in closer and my heart accelerates. Slowly, his lips connect with mine and he pushes harder against my body with his. Our lips move in perfect sync with him taking control. I bite lightly on his lip then moan when his tongue begins to explore my mouth. His lips break from mine and trail down my neck, sucking on the spot between my shoulder and neck. I involuntarily tilt my head, giving him better access as a moan escapes. His bites down roughly then licks over where he bit. He pulls away from me and a small pout forms on my lips.

"Let's get out of here." He whispers huskily and pulls me away from the wall. We go back up the stairs and down the long hallway then outside. He orders the driver to take us home. Once the door is closed and the black screen is blocking us from the driver, he shoves me down in the seat and climbs on top of me. He kisses down my jawline slowly, his hands on each side of my head to hold himself up. I run my fingers through his hair and tug lightly on it. He moans lightly against my neck and connects our lips. He hungrily kisses me and grinds himself against me. I release a moan and arch my back into him. The car comes to a stop and he pushes away from me. He quickly thanks the driver and pulls me inside. He kicks the door shut and presses me against the wall. He connects our lips while I fumble with the buttons on his shirt. I unbutton the last button and shove his shirt off of his shoulders. He slides his hand down to my thigh and hoists me up. I wrap my legs firmly around his waist and he holds me up under my butt. He pulls me away and pushes through another door then lays me on a bed underneath him. He pulls me against him and unzips my dress then slips it off. My hands trace down his chest then unbutton his pants. He unhooks my bra then tosses it off the bed. I push his pants off, his boxers following. He releases a low moan at the strain finally releasing. He pushes my panties down and starts to kiss down my torso. I gasp once he places his lips between my legs. He pulls back and looks up at me teasingly. I whimper lightly from the lack of contact. He kisses the inside of each thigh lightly.

"What do you want?" He asks huskily.

"You." I pant. He shoves his tongue inside me and flicks his tongue. He keeps eye contact with me as he does so. The lustful look in his eyes makes me want more. More of him. My head involuntarily falls back as another moan racks my body. The sensation is enough to make my knees buckle, if I were standing that is. He licks up my body and then lightly kisses me.

"Are you ready?" He asks locking eyes with me. I nod quickly. "It's gonna hurt a bit, but I promise it won't last long." He whispers then pushes himself into me. I gasp from the searing pain that shoots through me and bury my face in his shoulder, releasing a small whimper. "I know, baby. Just be still." He coos in my ear. I grip onto him until the pain slowly begins to subside. He kisses my neck lightly and slowly starts to move. He easily thrusts in and out of me. My head falls back and I moan as he picks up his pace. My nails dig into his back and trail down as he pushes into me harder. He kisses me roughly and keeps thrusting in and out of me. He releases a moan into my mouth and I feel pressure building in my stomach. Slowly, he pushes me over the edge. I moan loudly as I reach my climax at the same time he comes. He moans into my neck then pulls out, panting. He collapses on the bed beside me, head tilted back, eyes closed. His lips are slightly parted as he takes in deep breaths to control his breathing. My eyes start to get heavy and just as I'm about to drift off, he pulls my back against his front and nuzzles into my neck. His breathing evens out and, soon after, I fall asleep, too.