Run Away With Me

The Night Goes Wonderfully Right

Jack finds me some time later as two guys at the hot tub are chatting me up. I'm not the best conversation right now, so I smile brightly when I catch his eyes. I knew he would find me. He always finds me.

"Mind if I steal her away?" He doesn't wait for them to answer, but grabs my hand and says, "Thanks."

He leads me through the house and up to the smokers' lounge. Or at least where it used to be.

Most people have cleared out seeing as its nearly three in the morning. From up here, we can see the remaining twenty people or so that have gathered either around the hot tub or the fire pit.

"You know what's crazy?"

"Hm?" I barely make any noise at all, staring out into the dark ocean. Other than the light from our porch, it's like there is no other light source in the world. Just pitch black.

"How have the cops not been called on us yet for these huge parties? I know the nearest neighbors aren't crazy close, but they aren't too far either."

"I paid them all off." I wave my hand dismissively. "Stopped by their houses before our first party while you were in the shower and gave them both three hundred dollars to let us be." My drunken stupor had taken its turn and is now turning into something more relaxing. Settling deep in my stomach was a warm and slumberous feeling.

Jack blurts out a short laugh beside me. His laugh is pretty. "You are something else, Maddie." I scrunch my nose. I hope that's a compliment.

"Careful, the royal subjects below might hear my real name." We both look down, knowing it's too dark for any of them to see up here and too loud with the speakers still pumping out music. It's been turned down but still going nonetheless. We can watch them for as long as we want, creeping a look into their movements and conversations. But they couldn't see us, not with the only light coming from the bonfire nearly twenty feet below us.

Jack perks up from beside me, moving slowly so he is standing right in front of me, caging me into the balcony wall.

He dips his head down, introducing his lips to mine. His hands start on my neck, moving gracefully down to my ribs and massaging slow. His lips move to nip at my chin, my neck, my collarbone all while his fingers draw slow circles lower and lower on my body.

He uses a knee to nudge my legs farther apart, using the space to get closer and press his body harder against mine. His fingers graze the inside of my waistband of my shorts.

I feel his fingers dance across my skin and his lips against my ears whisper; "How many people have you kissed tonight Maddie?"

I make some sort of noise deep in the back of my throat, cursing him for stopping the sweet nips at my skin. His nose nudges just below my ear and I crane my neck so he has better access. "Seven... Maybe eight. I don't know I lost count." I pant. Honestly after the mohawk guy, the rest of my night was some sort of blur.

"Did you have a good time?" A lick against my neck, sucking gently along my collarbone.

"Mhm." I'm breathing hard, so focused on his touch and confused why he is questioning the people I kissed when I just want to enjoy this moment.

"Good, I'm glad. Because I'm about to make it even better." His fingers slip into me before I even realized he had unbuttoned my shorts. I let out a soft moan but he covers my mouth with his.

When I calm down, he unhooks his lips from mine and says "Shh, you don't want you loyal subject to hear you. They may not be able to see right now, but all they have to do is look up." I nod my head, stiff. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, biting my lip to keep quiet. Focusing on his fingers.

He moves his fingers back and forth inside of me, building heat and pressure. His thumb brushes against my bundle of nerves and it shoots electricity through my gut. I hide my face in his neck as it gets harder and harder to keep quiet.

He pumps his fingers faster, harder. He puts his free hand on the back of my head, cradling me close to him. But it's too late that I realize he does this to keep me in place while he pushes another finger deeper inside of my wet heat.

I moan loud and he moves us quickly, like he was expecting it, so we were pressed against the house now. We hear couple of cat calls from down below but I don't care.

Jack kisses me with passion and greed, never letting up his torturous pace below.

I feel myself clench around him and his lips move to my chest, sucking at the skin above my shirt collar.

"Come for me, Maddie." He growls into my ear and it sets off an explosion deep within my body. Something unlike anything I've ever felt before, it spreads to every inch of my body, lighting up every nerve ending so bright, I could power the city.

Jack gently pulls out of me, and with trembling fingers he rebuttons my shorts. "Just for me." He whispers so low I would miss it if we weren't so close.

With his clean hand, he brushes my hair behind my ear. "How is your night going now." He whispers against my lips. I can feel his cool breath, so I kiss him long and hard. I don't think I could answer him with words, so this will have to do.

When I pull away, his rests his forehead against my own and says, "I'm going to go kick everyone out. Go get in my bed and wait for me there."

I nod my head wordlessly and he disappears downstairs. I don't move, unable to, and not trusting my own legs.

I hear the back door slide open and a few hollers and cat calls of our guests down stairs. I quietly move so I can see everyone down stairs.

"Alright, alright. Party is over."

"Aw, kicking us out because you're getting lucky? She must be some piece of ass." Sophia jokes and sets her bottle on the deck beside her chair. She stands and helps Kayla out of her chair.

"Nothing like that, it's just really late and Stella and I have a busy day tomorrow."

"I can't believe you're going to screw some girl while Stella is asleep in the other room." Kayla wrinkles her nose but smiles and pats Jack on the arm, giving him a side hug.

"The girl already left." He lies and I'm grateful he wants to protect my feelings.

"No, she didn't." A bitter voice answers and I realize its Mason, sitting off in the corner nursing a bottle. When did he get here?

"The girl he was fucking up there was Stella."