Losing All Control

Chapter 14

Halfway through the party I wound up losing Cameron in the crowd. I was aimlessly wondering around trying to find him when Taylor appeared almost out of thin air. I hadn’t seen him since the party started and he looked pretty wasted, but then again, so was I. “Can I talk to you for a second?” he asked.

I nodded, annoyed, and then followed him into a room. He closed the door and turned around to face me. “What the fuck do you want?” I asked.

In a matter of seconds he went from hurt to pissed, “Well, I was going to apologize but never mind.”

I groaned, “I just don’t understand why you freaked out in the first place.”

“I was really hoping for some action this morning, but then you had to go and fucking ruin it.”

“I wouldn’t have had sex with you anyways, espically not in a closet!” I yelled, anger boiling inside of me. Talking to him felt like talking to a wall. “And why didn’t you just for find some other skank, I know there are plenty of girls are out school that want you.”

He sighed, “Yeah, but I don’t want them.” Then he grabbed me and kissed me, passionately. I couldn’t deny the attraction between us, every time he kissed me I had to suppress the urge to rip my clothes off and have sex with him. But for some reason tonight, probably due to the alcohol, I just let the urge run wild and took my shirt off. He didn’t even question it, he just took his shirt off and picked me up and laid me down on the bed.

He ran his hands all over my body, igniting a fire where ever they touched. I ran my hands through his hair, completely messing it up, but it looked better that way. He broke away from my lips and began kissing my jaw, down to my neck, and then down my stomach. It was driving me crazy. He then worked his way back up, stopping at my lips.

I somehow managed to flip him over so that I was straddling him. I kissed him along his jawline and then slowly down his chest like he did to me.

He flipped me over again and began undoing my pants at rapid speed, before I knew it I was lying there in only my underwear and bra. He tried to undo my bra but I stopped him, “No. Not until those pants of yours come off,” my voice sounded so husky and completely unlike my own. I kind of liked it.

He laughed deep and sexily, he quickly had his pants off and was back on top of me kissing me all over. I moaned at the things his tongue was doing. He looked up at me, “Hang on, let me get a condom before things get… more interesting.”

I bit my lip and nodded. He got off me and grabbed his pants searching through the pockets. It gave me a moment to think, did I want to do this? Yes. Should I do this? No. Cameron instantly popped into my head. How could I do this to him…

I quickly jumped off the bed and started putting my clothes on. Taylor looked at me confused, “What?”

“I can’t do this to Cameron,” I said before running out the door and back into the party. My breathing was erratic and I felt like everyone just knew. Knew that I had turned into a cheap whore who cheated on her most-likely boyfriend.

I felt like my chest was going to collapse in on itself, so I ran out of the house and of course right into Cameron. He smiled, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere!”

I tried to smile, but it was hard, “Yeah…” I just looked at him and I felt so guilty. I needed to get out of here, away from him. “Look, Cameron, I’m really not feeling well, so I think I’m just going to head home.”

He put his hand on my cheek, “Ok, come on, I’ll walk you.”

“No!” I shouted, “Uh.. I mean don’t worry about it, you should stay and enjoy the party.”

He looked hurt, “I can’t just let you walk home alone at night.”

I could think of no good way to get out of this without hurting his feelings, so I just nodded.

We walked in silence to my house. However it wasn’t comfortable like normal, in fact I felt REALLY uncomfortable, but that was probably because I just cheated on my soon-to-be-official boyfriend.

When we got up to my front door Cameron kissed me on the cheek and said, “I hope you feel better.” And then turned and left. I opened my door and stepped inside. I slide down the door to the floor and put my head in my hands. What had I done.