Desire

Chapter 1

My head is all fuzzy, and I stumble as my best friend, Liz, drags me to the dancefloor. I sway my hips side to side to the beat of the music, running my hands through my long , brown hair. The music is pulsating throughout the club and I laugh as my friend drunkenly dances next to me.

A few songs pass and I struggle to make my way through numerous sweaty bodies in order to get back to the bar. I know I'll regret getting this intoxicated in the morning, but your best friend only turns 21 once so I down yet another drink and return back to the dancefloor.

My vision is a bit blurry, so I close my eyes and continue to dance seductively. I'm enjoying the music by myself when I feel a pair of large hands grip my hips. Usually, I wouldn't hesitate to remove their hands from my body, but tonight I am too drunk too care.

"You're very good at this , you know?" the stranger whispers huskily into my ear. I can't help but notice the shivers that travel down my body as his breath hits the side of my face. I lean into to him and keep grinding on him. He dips his head down and runs his nose down my neck, inhaling slowly.

I close my eyes and my mouth is slightly ajar as he begins to suck on the skin just below my earlobe. I gasp as he wraps one arms around my waist and begins to run his other hand down my bare arm as he continues to mark me. Goosebumps blanket my body as I moan out loud and I feel his plump lips smirk against my skin.

"You like that , don't you? " he says aloud and I nod, confirming his thoughts. I lean my head to the side to give him more access. My knees tremble and I feel my entire body melt into his. I feel this euphoric state come over me as he proceeds to pleasure me in ways I have never known. I have no idea why I am allowing this to happen. Perhaps it feels to good to stop him or this alcohol has really taken a toll on me. Suddenly, I am turned around to face this mysterious man.

I shy away from his stare while his eyes rake down my body. His hands are rested on my hips and we are still moving to the music. I look up only to meet his intimidating gaze. His blue eyes burn holes into me and his cheeks are flushed from drinking, I suppose. He is very attractive and I have this overwhelming urge to run my fingers through his blonde, styled hair. He stares at my lips for quite some time, until he leans in connecting our lips. It doesn't take me long to respond and within seconds we are all over each other, hungry for more.

He swipes his tongue expertly across my bottom lip, and I open my mouth to grant him access. His hands are combing through my hair and I place my hands on his firm chest.

" Christ, Carter I've been looking for you everywhere! I hate to end your make out session, but we need to go." I hear someone say. I immediately stop kissing him and turn around to see Liz standing in front of me with a very amused look on her face. She grasps my arm , pulling me out of the bar. I'm panting furiously as I try to process what has just happened. I look back at the strange man, taking in every detail of him before I am out of the door. Liz calls a cab to come get us. Minutes later, we get into the obnoxiously yellow vehicle, and for the rest of the ride home all I can think about is how perfect his lips felt against my skin.