“Dance?” I said, surprised. “You want to dance?”
“We’ll dance and then we’ll leave.” He shrugged.
“Leave and go where?”
“We’ll see.” He continued to watch my face. “Wherever we want.”
“I guess.” I sipped my drink quicker this time. My heart was racing and I wasn’t sure what was going on. As soon as I finished my drink, Parker took the glass out of my hand and placed it on the table next to me.
“Come,” he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the dance floor. “Let’s dance.”
“Okay,” I said, following behind him quickly. He pushed us through the throngs of people and then stopped and pulled me into his arms and started moving back and forth. “This isn’t a slow song,” I said as I moved with him as best as I could in time to the music.
“So?” He grinned, holding me close to him. I could feel his warm body pressed up against mine closely and it felt like heaven. I decided to just go with it and I closed my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder as we moved. Something felt different between us and I wasn’t sure what it was. I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to overanalyze. Part of me wondered if he’d been jealous of Tom, but then I didn’t want to think that too strongly. I didn’t want to hope that maybe he did have feelings for me after all. That could only lead to more heartache. But as he held me in his arms and we moved back and forth with our bodies pressed together, I couldn’t stop the feeling of hope and excitement spreading through me.
“Let’s go to my place,”Parker said as we left the bar a few hours and five drinks later. We were both buzzed to a point of almost being drunk and we’d been holding hands all night.
“Are you sure?” I said, my words nearly slurring as I looked up at his handsome face.
“Yes.” He nodded, and then it happened. The moment I’d been awaiting for what seemed like most of my life.
Parker pulled me into his arms, leaned his head down, and I felt his lips pressing down on mine, softly at first and then with more pressure. I felt his hands in my hair, pulling my tresses as he deepened the kiss, and I felt my knees trembling as his tongue pried its way into my mouth. He tasted of beer and apples and I kissed him back passionately, my tongue entering his mouth smoothly. Immediately, he began to suck on my tongue and I felt him pushing his body closer to mine. I reached my hands up around his neck and played with his hair, reaching into his scalp and taking in his entire essence. I writhed against him as I felt his right hand sliding against my side and then reaching toward my breast. I moaned as his fingers rubbed against me and we both pulled back slightly, breathing deeply.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said, his voice deep and husky.
“Okay.” I nodded, not knowing if I was in a dream or not and not even caring.
“My place?”
“Sure.” I nodded, knowing what he was asking and not even sure how we’d gotten to this place. I could feel my entire body shaking in sweet anticipation and the hope in me that had been starting to fade erupted into huge flames once again, and I thought to myself that my moment had finally come.
Chapter 9
Parker
Lara’s handswere on my naked back and her nails were digging sharply into my skin, just like I liked it. Her body felt warm against mine and I ran my hands down to her stomach eagerly and played around in her belly button. I knew that was an erogenous zone and Lara’s writhing against me let me know that I hadn’t lost my touch. I kissed her lips softly and then moved my tongue down her silky neck and to her collarbone. Her black bra straps interrupted my movement and my hands automatically moved up to bring them down, but I stopped myself. As much as I wanted her braless, I didn’t want to rush it. Our clothes had come off pretty quickly, but we still had on our underwear. I felt extremely hard in my briefs and I knew she could feel my erection next to her. She was wearing a lacy black bra and panties and it took everything I could do to not rip them off of her.
“Oh, Parker.” She moaned as my hand moved to the top of her panties and she stilled on my bed.
“Yes, Lara.” I groaned as my fingers slipped inside her panties and then withdrew quickly as she gasped out loud. I wanted to touch all of her. I wanted to feel her wetness. I wanted to slip my fingers inside of her and bring her to orgasm before I fucked her hard.
“Parker,” she moaned as she ran her fingers down my chest and over my boxer briefs. She wasn’t as hesitant as I was and I felt her squeezing my hardness between her fingers before she slipped her hands into my boxers and ran her fingers up and down, squeezing the tip gently. I groaned as her fingers worked their magic on me and before I knew it I was taking my briefs off and throwing them to the floor. I looked up into Lara’s eyes and they were full of lust and pleasure. I couldn’t stop myself anymore and I found myself unhooking the back of her bra and peeling it off. I stared at her beautiful breasts for a few seconds before lowering my mouth to her right nipple and sucking on it. She moaned loudly as she continued to pleasure me with her hands and I found my teeth tugging and pulling on her nipple as my fingers played with her other breast. I then found myself kissing down her stomach toward her panties. I wanted to make her come. I wanted to hear her screaming my name.
I felt her body stilling as I reached her panties and I grinned to myself. My teeth grabbed the top of her panties and I pulled them down slowly, enjoying her scent as I worked my way down her legs. Once her panties were off, I kissed back up her legs and parted her thighs. I looked up at her face, and her mouth was slightly parted as she waited for me to continue. I leaned down and placed my face in her wetness, my tongue working its magic on her as she trembled beneath me. I felt heady with power as I brought her to the brink of orgasm and I could feel her hands in my hair as she shook beneath me. I knew she was close to orgasm and so I paused and kissed my way back up to her lips before lowering myself onto her. I positioned my hardnessbetween her legs and just rubbed it there as I kissed her. She groaned as her arms went around my back, and she spread her legs wider, wanting that release, needing me to enter her as bad as I wanted to enter her. She was wet against my hardness and I positioned myself at her entrance, ready to bring us both the release we both craved and needed. Her breasts were crushed against my chest and I kissed her hard, my tongue devouring her mouth as her fingers squeezed my butt cheeks.
I slipped the tip of my cock inside of her and then looked down at her face. My whole body was on fire and all I craved was bringing her to orgasm. I wanted to hear her screaming my name. I wanted to fuck her slowly and then quickly. I wanted to flip her over and take her from the back. I wanted her on her knees, sucking me off and then begging me to fuck her again.
It was then that I froze. I could feel her legs squeezing together, forcing me farther inside of her, and as much as I wanted to take her, I knew it was a mistake. Not like this. Not with Lara. I couldn’t just fuck her and expect to go on like normal the next day. And I knew she was drunk. And I was drunk. And I knew she might regret it. She might resent me. Hate me, even. She might think I was taking advantage of her. Or she might make it more complicated than it had to be. I rolled over and lay next to her on the bed and she looked at me in confusion.
“What’s going on?” she purred, her eyes hazy as she gazed at me.
“I think we’re making a mistake,” I said, too harshly, my eyes on her heaving breasts, my hand on her stomach.
“Huh?” She looked confused and I felt her hand reaching down to touch my hardness again. I groaned as her fingers worked their magic. I knew that if she continued, I was going to blow, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
“I just don’t think...” I paused as her fingers tightened their grip. “Lara.” I groaned and closed my eyes as my body shuddered. My fingers worked their way down to her wetness and I ran them across her quivering bud. I felt her whole body trembling as I played with her. “Lara,” I said again as I slipped a finger inside of her. I felt her contract as I slid another finger inside. “We can’t do this.”
“Why?” she said sexily as her fingers left my cock and reached down on top of my hand. “We can.”
