We just walked in and the party was already amazing. There were people dancing half naked, the music was blasting so you could barely hear the person standing next to you, there were cans, bottles, and bongs everywhere. I wasn't into smoking but I did have a couple of drinks.
Damon pulled me onto the dance floor (In other words the dining room, just all the furniture was removed).
"I don't dance!" I yelled over the music.
"You do today!" He yelled back. He grabbed my drink and set it down. He grabbed my hand with his one hand and he wrapped his other hand around my waist pulling me closer to him. I kinda liked it...Don't let him control you I told myself.
I pulled away. He gave me a blank look that also told me to come back. I went back to him and danced, I just didn't let him control me. We danced for hours.... Or what seemed like hours.
A lot of drinks later Damon grabbed my arm and told me to follow him upstairs. I was so drunk I followed.
The stairs were steep. I paused to take off my heels so that it would be easier to walk up them. He led me into a room. It looked like the master bedroom. It was really big with a really big bed.
He threw me onto the bed. I bounced. He closed the door as I sat up. He looked over at me and smirked as he started to walk closer. He put both hands on my shoulder and pushed me down. He brought his body on top of me. I didn't try to move or try to get away. I allowed him.
"You ready?" He asked. I nodded. He crashed his lips into mine. I wrapped my hands around him. One in his hair, one gripping the bottom of his shirt. I pulled him closer. He put his hands around me. He picked me up, flipped around, and pulled me onto his lap. He put both hands on my ass while i put both hands in his hair. He pulled away.
"What?" I asked. "Something wrong?"
He just sat there and smiled at me. He pulled my shirt off. "No" He crashed his lips into mine once again. This time I pulled off his shirt and pushed him down.
We finished undressing each other. He flipped me over and laid me on my stomach. I looked back at him, we both smiled.
From there it was hazy, well not really but anyways.... Let's just say I felt it. That night I felt Damon like I've never felt him before.
The next morning I woke up, everything smelt of sex must. I was laying under the covers cuddling with Damon. He looked down at me.
"You are better than you look" he said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I teased
"Oh nothing" he closed his eyes again. So did I.
