Since day one >> H.S

4. Don't regret this

Dedicated to CallMeChali
I want to thank my friend for the amazing cover.

~Harry~

Even though I didn't get to hear Aria sing, I got to see her drunk. After looking at her drunk, I discovered her personalities-
1. Her funny, calm self.
2. Her bizarre crazy wild self.

I was sitting at the open bar, sipping on scotch and watching her dance with Austin. Her hands were behind his neck holding a glass of whisky, while his hands were on her waist. Her head was buried in the crook of his neck and he was looking down at her.

Her hair tied up in a loose bun with a few strands of hair tucked behind her ears as she let the world see the music note tattooed on the back of her neck. I didn't like how their bodies were pressed against each other and the way Austin looked at her everytime she talked or laughed or moved, I wanted to just walk over there and pull them apart.

She suddenly lost her balance but Austin held her tight, but the glass tilted a little making his shirt wet. She separated herself from him and started laughing.

"I'm sorry", still laughing.

"Not funny", as he peeled the shirt of his now wet torso.

"Come on, let's go back home", she slurred.

"Okay, but I'm driving."

He slowly slid his hand in her back pocket and pulled out the keys. They walked out of the bar, more like Austin carrying her.

~Aria~

I don't know what had gotten into me. The last thing I remember was Austin pushing me against my room door and kissing me. I didn't push him back or resist his kisses. My hands tangled in his hair, while he had one hand on my cheek and another on my ass. His hand suddenly slid down and bought my one leg up and as a reflex my other one went around his waist.

My hands held the back of his neck and I pushed his face towards mine. He walked towards the bed and layed me slowly. His lips left mine as he left small wet kisses on my jaw and down my neck. He started to bite on my neck while his hands fiddled with the band of my underwear. He slipped his hand into my underwear and slowly brushed his fingers against my clit.           

I arched my back, pulling his pants down and went back to biting his back. His fingers were like magic when they worked on me. I moaned, nearly screamed at my release.

I slowly slid his underwear down and reached out to the small cabinet next to the bed. I pulled out a small packet and handed it to Austin, who already had a smirk plastered on his face.

"And I was thinking you were a saint", he chuckled.

"You think too much", I replied smirking at him.

He slightly lifted my back and snapped my bra open in one click. He removed it slowly while kissing me. His kisses were addicting. His kisses went from my neck to my breasts. My back arched a little and my grip on the sheets tightened.

My back arched even more and my hands gripped his hair slightly tugging on it. I had started to breathe heavily by now. My moans filled the silent room. Probably echoing through the entire house. He came back to my face and kissed me again.

Sensations from my stomach had reached its heights. He ripped the foil with his teeth, slipped on the condom and climbed over me. His fingers graced my cheek, as he looked me in the eye.

The next thing I know he was inside me. His grip on my waist tightened by the second, while his strokes were firm and fast. My one hand held his large muscular bicep and other was on his chest. His hands left my waist and held my face again and looked at me.