I hold my head up high and jut my chin out, waiting for the moment too. If the desire is this strong between us and we haven’t even kissed yet, then I can’t imagine how off the scale it’s going to be. But then, in a shocking moment, she grabs onto my hand and she yanks me, pulling me away. This isn’t the kiss I deserve!
“What the hell?” I demand. “A bet is a bet, right? You know what you owe me.”
“Oh, I know,” she rasps back. “But we can’t do it here, can we? Not unless we want to create a stir.”
Personally, I don’t give a shit, but I guess it isn’t my family in there. I don’t know what the dynamic is between them all so I guess the bride’s cousin making out with the best man isn’t the best thing for her.
“Sure, whatever. As long as I get my prize for winning, because Annabelle did not last an hour. She didn’t even last five minutes. Or no, that might not be fair, maybe it was just about five minutes.”
“Shut up. Will you?” Cici growls. “You’re making me even madder than I already am.”
Once the cold night air hits us both, Cici turns to look at me. Well, it’s really more of a glare than a look. She’s giving me this intense stare as if I’ve done something to really wind her up. It’s such a fiery look that it has my cock hardening like steel in my pants. I want to groan out with pleasure already.
“So…?” I ask her with a smirk. I suppose I might as well wind her up even more. “Now what?”
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” She steps closer to me and hooks her hands around the back of my neck. “You talk too much, does anyone ever tell you that? You don’t know how to shut… the… fuck… up…”
It isn’t exactly some fairytale moment, thank God since I don’t think either of us want to read into this more than what it is. It’s somehow dirty, sexy, raw, and awesome. The anticipation builds in my chest as Cici drags her lips closer to mine. She purses them out, looking super hot, and finally she connects with me.
Fuck. It feels good, real good. There are butterflies flapping wildly in my chest. I loop my arms around her back and hold her close to me, but something about that action makes her drag her lips away. She looks at me, her eyes wide with shock, and she smiles. I guess she feels whatever that is too. I can almost see it on her expression, she’s as blown away by the surprising feelings as I am. Where do we go from here?
For a moment, I think she might run off. I have a funny feeling that she isn’t going to want to take this further, but then she stuns me by slamming her mouth back into mine again. This time, it isn’t just a chaste kiss, it’s deep, there are tongues involved, it’s absolutely freaking intense and it makes me yearn for more. As Cici’s body molds into mine, I’m glad that she made the decision not to let anyone else see us. This feels much too personal to be doing in public. I wouldn’t want anyone to be able to see us. In fact, I want to get even more privacy.
“Do you want to come to mine?” I ask her quietly. “We can get out of here now, right? The bride is done?”
She bites down on her bottom lip, looking up at me with expectation in her gaze. We both know what this means if she says yes, and I really hope she does. She might not, she is a
good girl after all, even if she’s dirty behind her eyes it might take her a little while to let that free. But then, she nods, making me cheer inside.
“Okay, great. I don’t live too far from here. We can get a cab if you like…”
Most girls would say yes, they’d refuse to walk in heels, but I guess I’ve already established that Cici isn’t like other women. “No, that’s fine. It’s a nice night I would love to walk back home.”
I slip my hand into hers and hold it tight, then we begin walking in the direction of my apartment. As we go, I scan my brain trying to recall whether or not I tidied up before I came to the wedding. My home isn’t ever a pig sty, but it’s hard to keep control over it when I don’t spend much time there. Usually, my apartment is reserved for sleeping. I hope it isn’t disgusting and it sends Cici running. That would seriously suck.
“So, why do you think Landon married Annabelle?” Cici asks me curiously. “Is he insane?”
I can’t stop myself from laughing. “Yeah, maybe. I think so. I don’t know. We’ve been friends forever, so I sometimes think that I know everything about him, but then he does something nuts like this and I realize that I don’t.” I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe they know something that I don’t. Maybe there’s some real love that goes on behind closed doors. You don’t always know what’s happening, do you?”
“Hmm, that’s true. I guess every relationship is different. Not that I would know too much…”
“No, me neither.” I’m sure that our reasons are different, but it’s awesome to have something in common. “So, I guess we should just leave them to it and hope it doesn’t implode any time soon.”
Cici giggles and snuggles in closer to me. The warmth of her body next to mine is exhilarating. It stirs something deep inside of me, it thrills me. Fuck, the closer we get to my apartment, the more turned on I get, the wilder I feel inside. It’s been like foreplay all night long, this thing has been powerfully building between us, and finally we’re about to get out reward.
“I guess if it does, we’ll never see each other again will we? Because we’ll have to take sides.”
I pull her to me and nestle my nose against hers. “I guess we’ll have to make tonight count then, won’t we?”
She sucks in a deep breath, probably processing my words. At least she looks pleased by the idea. As a small little moan flies past her lips I wonder how I got so freaking lucky as to meet such an incredible woman tonight. She’s awesome. I lean down and press one last kiss against her lips before we start walking once more.
“Not long now,” I promise her. “We’ll be at mine in a moment.”
Chapter Five – Cici
I know this isn’t like me, it’s not me at all, but I don’t care. It feels good. I feel powerful as I step out of character and I have an awesome night of fun. It’ll probably just be one night, but that’s okay. I don’t mind that. This isn’t the start of some fairy tale happy ever after, this is just fun. Just me getting back in the game.
“This is my apartment building.” Will indicates for me to step inside. It isn’t what I was expecting, it’s not as grand and large as the pictures of Landon’s home that I’ve seen, but I suppose there isn’t any real reason why I should think that he would be some flashy millionaire too. “Come inside. Luckily, the elevator is working.”