“No. I’m having a great time.”
“I’m glad to hear it.” She tightens her arms around my neck and hides her face. Which gives me a perfect opportunity to whisper in her ear.
“I lied when I said you just looked nice. You look beautiful. You’re the most beautiful girl at this whole dance. And I’m the luckiest guy.”
Liv pops her head up, her eyes as wide as satellites.
I think I shocked her. Hell, I’ve been in a state of shock all night. These feelings that just cropped up, the physical attraction. It’s making my head spin. And the worst part is, I have no idea if she feels even a fraction of the same way.
“I lied, too.”
“About what?”
“About being upset that I had to go to the prom with you. There isn’t anyone else I’d rather be with tonight.” She blushes so hard, I think I turn red.
“I’ve had a crush on you since I was five years old.”
That admission blows my mind. I have no words. Since she was five?
I can’t stop myself from smiling like an idiot, or from leaning in to kiss her.
Liv welcomes my advance, and as soon as our lips touch, it’s instant intensity. It’s a fever and ferocity and a damn pyrotechnic display.
I have never kissed a girl the way I am kissing Liv. So freely, so honestly, so passionately. I can’t move my tongue slow enough or fast enough. I want everything all at once, to be all over her, inside her, on top of her. She tastes like mint and lime and smells like a dream.
“Damon.” She grabs my wrists and pants my name.
I press my forehead to hers. “I don’t want this night to end,”
“It doesn’t have to. There’s a few after-parties.”
“No after-parties, I just want us.” I make it clear. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop kissing you tonight.”Or ever.
“You don’t have to.” She presses her mouth back to mine, and all I can feel is her, and all I can here is the haunting, high-pitched piano notes of the prom coming to an end.
Thepresent
Kissing Livin the past versus kissing Liv in the present is pretty much the same. It’s electrifying, juiced with adrenaline. I take immediate charge, trapping her head and driving my tongue straight into her mouth. She’s as willing now as she was then, maybe even more so. A small part of me wishes this was happening under different circumstances, but that’s life, right? You take what you can get. And I want Liv. I want her naked, and writhing, and moaning. Free. I want her free from the pain that is destined to follow her for the rest of her life. Because when you love someone that much and you lose them too soon, the hurt only dulls. It never disappears.
Planted on the curved couch, we furiously work to strip each other naked. I pull down the straps of her soft tank top to reveal a pair of perfect, perky breasts. I bury my face between them as Liv pulls at the button of my jeans.
It pops, and the zipper explodes, allowing her to push the denim down my thighs. We’re a mess of hands and lips and tongues. Tipsy from the tequila and wired from the coke. It’s a dangerous combination — sex, drugs, and alcohol. It strips away all inhibitions and leads us down a blind, wild path.
After ripping off my shirt, I finally lie down, nestling my stone-cold erection right between her legs. The friction more supercharged than a sports engine.
I play with her breasts, licking and sucking each nipple into my mouth, causing her to make desperate, needy, little sounds
“That feels so good.” She digs her fingers into my hair.
I circle my tongue around a puckered little bud one last time before I assure her, “I’m just getting started.”
I move to take off her pants. The moment of truth, the stairway to heaven. Pulling the string that’s tied in a bow, the thin piece of material unravels so easily. Hooking my fingertips in her high waistband, I tug, dragging her pants and panties all the way off. I pause a moment to admire her naked body laid out on the fake leather.
Every part of me throbs from the way she affects me. The seductiveness of her curves, the kissable-ness of her mouth, the sensuality in her eyes.
I’m a goner. I have succumbed.
I kiss my way down her torso, reveling in the softness of her perfect skin. I bite and suck until I reach the apex of her thighs and smell nirvana.
