He froze. Crap, maybe I shouldn't have-. My thoughts were interrupted by his mouth furiously attacking mine. Every kiss felt needy. Not in a bad way but like his lips needed to be on mine. We broke apart, gasping for breath. He placed another kiss on my lips, this one sweet. He was staring into my eyes. I couldn't tell what was behind them.
"You're sure about this?"
I was about to answer but the music in the background had my attention, "Shh, just listen."
Hot damn, look at me now I'm all,
caught up riding the high of my
Good luck, casually dropping a line, designed,
To keep you next to me
I bet you never thought you would fall again
So much for keeping this, just friends
Shut up and kiss me now
And we carry on
He laughed and I told him, "Yes I'm positive."
We started kissing again and now that I had given him the official green light, things were moving really fast. His hands were roaming the same areas they had almost a week prior. I began tugging at his shirt. In between kisses I managed to get it over his head. He lifted my shirt up and stopped once he realized there wasn't a bra to signal a stopping point.
"Its okay." I said trying, hoping, to sound seductive and nibbled on his ear.
He practically tore my shirt off of me and kissed my stomach. As he placed a trail going up, my heart raced. He must have heard this because he came back to my face and gave my a reassuring kiss. As he hovered his lips over my breasts, the nerves went away. His mouth was warm on my sensitive skin. My thoughts were getting cloudy.
My fingers fumbled to untie his pajama bottoms while he simply pushed mine down. This was it, two pieces of thin cloth was the only thing between us. He looked at me one more time before leaning over me to get what I assumed was protection from his bedside table. His hands were trembling as he tried to open it. It was my turn to give him a kiss in assurance. We came together as one and nothing else mattered.
It was slow and shaky at first but as we settled into a rhythm, it felt natural. A whole lot of scratching and pulling and kissing and biting later, it was over. He settled beside me and pulled me into his arms. We laid there in each others arms in complete bliss. I was beginning to feel happy again when Dalton asked, "Do you want to tell me what happened earlier?"
My parents. I had completely forgotten about them. "Yeah, I suppose."
I told him everything. I felt the tears come back as I finished. "I'm so sorry Lyrie. You'll get through this. You've got me now."
Now. That word threw me off but I didn't want to ruin the night do I left it alone. I fell asleep listening to Daltons heartbeat.
I awoke the next morning almost in the same position I had fallen asleep in. I need to pee. I tried to manuever myself over him without waking him up since I had been on the side of the bed against the wall. I had one leg on the floor and the other bent. I was directly over Dalton. Keeping my balance was becoming increasingly difficult. I thought I had it but then I sneezed and fell on top of him. He woke up winded.
"Sorry!" I said trying to stifle laughter.
He leaned up to kiss me, "Well good morning darling."
I smiled, "Hey there."
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Im leaving you. You know last night was fun and all but I really gotta go."
"Oh really now? Well, that doesn't work for me." He said and locked his arms around me.
He finally let me go and I went to the bathroom. I ran into Hayden in the hallway. "Hi Lyrie, I didn't know you were here."
I suddenly felt extremely guilty. Did I look it? "Umm yeah, I got here pretty late."
He said okay and went on his way. Did he pick up on the awkwardness. Would everyone suddenly know what had happened? My trip to the bathroom had turned into a full blown reality check.
I got back to Daltons room and he was still in bed waiting for be to come back. I sat next to him, "Dalton, can we talk?"
"Of course. What's on your mind?"
"Last night was great, it really was. I think though, we need to keep it between us. Whatever it is we're doing needs to be well, a secret. I'm sorry." I looked down as I spoke the last words feeling awful.
He placed his hand under my chin and brought my face up to meet his, "Hey don't be sorry. We can keep it just between us. I completely understand."
We laid there for a while longer until I had gotten a text from my parents asking where I was. I figured it was time to go back home. He have me a kiss goodbye and I left. I got home and went straight to my room. I laid in bed reminiscing about last night. The thought made me smile. That is, until I heard my parents walking by my door. Nothing good ever lasts.
Something hit me, "You can have me." Dalton had told me that at the wedding. Did he think we were together now? We cant be.. I mean what about the band or Brady or my own heart. If my parents cant make it then who can? He was so understanding before..would he understand this?
