I didn't mean to love you.

The Dare.

With each and every kiss I felt more drawn towards him. I couldn't stop the burning fire from spreading into my lungs. I couldn't breathe, and it's like I was burning in a sea of flames.

I loved this.

It didn't happen often, but when both of us can block out everything and let the passion burn freely, It felt like heaven. Or our case, hell because we burn together. I think of him as the devil because he makes me want to sin, but every time he knocks, I can't help but let him in.

His eyes were as mysterious as the ocean yet bight as golden rays of sun, but his personality was the polar opposite.

He was distant towards everyone but me. His breath was hot and he pulled away from the kiss, yet there was an imaginary silver thread drawing us back.

His hands traveled from my bare back up into my hair. He tugged
against my hair, driving me insane.

'He's only teasing me because I'm drunk.' I thought to myself.

I played along with his game, and slid my hand up his leg and stopped mid thigh. He whimpered and then pressed his lips against my neck.

He gently nibbled on my ear, before whispering "You don't know what you're getting yourself into. You've never seen this side of me. You're about to make a bad decision."

His lips when back down to my neck and he bit me, then looked straight into my eyes. I gave him a reassuring look before saying " I know exactly what I'm getting into. I don't need alcohol to make bad decisions. Try me, I dare you."

I licked my teeth one more time to drive him crazy. His pupils dilated and he looked shocked. I guess he wasn't expecting me to agree.

I kissed his breathless mouth, feeding the fire, and then I kissed his neck, then his belly. I glared up at him and smirked. His breathing hitched and he looked so innocent and vulnerable.

I will admit, I've never seen this side of Isaac. Ever.

I put my hands on his thighs and he tensed up. Was evil little Isaac a virgin? I considered he was, until I seen that look.

I ran one of my stiletto nails along his thigh until I got to the top of his swimming trunks. I untied the dry fabric and he slid the shorts down. I crawled up beside him and kissed him.

I could taste the sweet strawberry whiskey better then ever.
(I assume it was due to the fact he was literally drooling over me.)

I'm put my hand on his face, and started to pull away, but then when he wasn't expecting it, I chewed on his bottom lip slightly. A quick moan left his mouth, and his fingers worked fast to untie my bikini.

I haven't even shown off any of my "talents", if you could even consider them that. My hands drifted down his stomach and he pulled my hair again. I decided to continue letting him tease me, since I was supposed to be calming him down.

Actually, there was nothing calm about this. It just makes him tired and kinky. He licked my collarbone, and trailed up to my mouth.

We melted onto each other and the ring of fire surrounded us once again. He barely got the words out, but I faintly heard him strain to say "call me daddy, please baby, it will make me so very happy."

So I did exactly what he wanted.

I slid my hands back down into his pants and he moaned. "Is this okay daddy? I could always do something else if you don't like this. I'd hate to be your naughty little girl."

He chewed on his lip slightly, and then said "Teasing isn't nice anyway. I had a feeling you were going to be naughty. I might just have to bend you over right here and correct you."

I nodded and looked up into his eyes and said "or I could make it up to you another way." I slid my nails down his stomach and left faint scratches. I slid down onto the floor and he crawled to the edge of the bed and grabbed my hair, pulling me closer to him.