Drugs Of NYC

Chapter 10 - Songbirds

 I opened my eyes suprisingly enough to see Steven watching me sleep.  He looks so mysterious, same way he looked the day he walked in the office. His smoky hair is out of his beautiful eyes. He has a slight smirk on his face and his head is tilted. I slowly shook my head trying to sit up on the couch.

     "Where is everybody?" I looked around only to see empty beer bottles and burnt out cigarettes in the ashtrays on the table. 

   "They're gone and as usual, leave my place a fucking mess." He kicks a glass aside on the floor with a small laugh. I wipe my eyes and sit up straight. 

   "So it's okay to just watch me sleep?" 

 "Excuse me then," He scoffed sitting down the couch. "You're almost fucking attractive when you dont talk."

  "You're so charming, anyone ever told you that?" 

  "Once. Maybe twice. But lets move on."

  "To?" 

 "The 10 minute elephant in the room." 

  "Which is what exactly?" 

  "The make out session about a week ago..." 

  "Oh," I scooted my legs up to my chest and took a breathe in. I knew deep down what I wanted but I also knew what was best for me. "Steven..."

  "Shut up." He held a hand up. I raised an eyebrow. "I don't really want to hear the bullshit excuse you're going to give me. I want the real truth." He stood up and slipped his shirt off. His abs were so carved and sculpted I nearly drooled. My mouth gaped open to talk but his finger shushed me.

   "Only word that I wanna hear is stop. You say that, I'll stop." He moved my legs to one side of his shoulder and slipped my pants off. I couldnt say a word. He licked his lips slowly and seductively and slipped off the underwear too. My heart pounded and my mind jumpped back and forth between what was right and what was wrong. I could push him away. I could say no. But I didnt make a sound. I gasped when I felt the breeze between my legs when my area was bare. He positioned them perfectly bent with my feet planted on the couch cushion. 

 Oh shit.

Oh shit.

He ran his hand up my thighs slowly and parted them. His eyes were so rampant with desire as he looked down there. He looked up at me with a challenging eyebrow raised.

   "Last chance. You got a word to say?" 

 I just stared at him blankly. Then his face disappeared between my legs as he went down.

  I woke up in the coldest sweat ever. My eyes were wide and my chest was heaving in and out like an asmtha attack. I couldn't slow it down. It got worse when I realized I was still in Steven's condo and on the couch. However, I was fully dressed and everyone was still there. I lifted my head from Steven's lap and everyone looked at me like I was fucking crazy.

   "Fuck is up with you?!" Steven laughed. 

  "You okay, assistant?" Veronica asked pausing the game that she was now playing with Jon. I calmy nodded and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

   "No more beer for you," Steven raised a high eyebrow. I shrugged his arm off my shoulder and jumpped up from the couch. 

   "I've got to go. Seriously." 

  "Why? We were all hanging out and having fun." Jon chimed in eying me up and down. I swung the door open.

 "I'm sorry, I need to go. I have to." I left out and Steven followed me down the hallway.