Page 33 of Always You
Sophie then pipes up, “Who wants to play Hot Seat?” She wiggles her eyebrows with mischievous glee and Ryder chuckles, looking at Sophie in admiration.
“Oh, come on, you guys. It’s so much fun. You pick a card. Everyone writes their answer on a piece of paper. The person in the hot seat has to answer.”
“I played this at a college party. Some of those questions can make you squirm,” Daliah injects as she takes a sip of her mixed drink.
Brian drags a chair for me to sit close to him. Our knees touch, he slowly slides his hand on my knee.
“I’ll go first,” Brian says, a boyish smile spreads across his lips.
God, he has the cutest smile.
Brian picks a card which reads:What’s the most embarrassing thing I’ve googled?
I smile widely, waiting for his answer as he rubs his chin.
He chuckles. “When I was seventeen, I googled how to put a condom on. My mom caught a glimpse of my search history. She asked me about it, then told my dad. He said it’s common sense how to put one on. I should’ve just asked him.”
Ryder shakes his head with laughter.
“Yeah, it was embarrassing being a teen having your parents all up in your business,” Brain says, just as Daliah picks her card and reads it.
“What did my last text read?” She grabs her phone from her pocket. She smirks. “Meet me at my place,” she reads the last text her boyfriend sent her with heart emojis.
“All right, Mila’s turn.” Sophie tosses me a card.
Brian’s hand strokes up and down my thigh, sending shivers down my spine.Whoa, the Vodka’s warming me up.“My card reads, What has the power to make you intensely horny?”O.M.G.
Brian squeezes my thigh once again as his eyes are on my lips. I clear my throat. Sophie rubs the palm of her hands together in anticipation.
“Come on, girl, spit it out.”
Damn her.I squirm in my chair. My thoughts immediately go to Dominic. The last time I felt whole during intimacy was with Dominic. Yes, I’ve had two hook-ups in the last few years. It was to get the edge off. Brian gives me a subtle wink. Sex with Brian was great, but we just started our relationship. It’s still new. With Dominic, I felt whole instantly.
“All right, this is awkward and embarrassing. What gets me intensely horny?... Sucking, kissing, licking on the neck that does it for me.” I swirl the glass of cranberry vodka nervously.
The memory of the bathroom episode with Dominic resurfaces; I could tell he was manipulating me. I quickly dismiss this thought of Dominic. I’m with Brian now, and we just had sex this morning.
Brian’s blue eyes wolfly drink me in. He’s been staring since I confessed what makes me horny. The game goes on as we all take a turn, laughing and drinking. I might have had a bit too much to drink. I can feel the alcohol-consuming me. I chug a water bottle to sober up as I head upstairs to check on Dante. He’s sound asleep. I stumble down the stairs feeling tipsy. I hardly ever drink. After tonight, I’m sure I won’t touch a drink for a while. Brian leans up against the kitchen island, spreading his arms on the counter. As I stalk toward him, a ghost of a smile crosses his lips.
“Come here, birthday girl.” He loops his fingers into my jean belt loops, pulling me in. His thumb brushes my lips.
“I’ve been dying to kiss you all night, pretty girl.” He’s so close I can taste the saltiness of his beer breath warming me up.
“Then kiss me,” I say.
His lips brush mine, and our tongues tangle as he presses me harder onto his lean, firm body. We pull back, catching our breath. He licks his salted lips. Sophie and Ryder are on the couch watching Netflix.
“Let’s go outside for a bit,” he whispers breathlessly.
I nod.
He holds my hand as we walk outside. It’s nearly midnight. The night is a peaceful haven of tranquility as we step out. He leans me into his Jeep, kissing me hungerly. Brian makes it easy to fall for him. It’s been so long since a man has made me feel wanted.
“I wanted us to have some privacy,” he says in-between kisses. His arms envelop around my waist. His lips brush the slope of my neck—a gush of wind waves through us. A moan escapes my alcohol-infused lips. Brian opens the back door to his Jeep.
“Get in, pretty girl. Let me take care of you.” His blue eyes scan my body. “You’re beautiful, Mila.”
Brian shut his car door and crawled onto me, pressing his lips against mine. His hips move in sinuous circles against my pelvis as he slowly works my shirt up, planting light kisses across my not-so-flat stomach. He undoes my jeans, slowly, sliding them and my lacy underwear off before kneeling on the edge of the seat of his compact Jeep.
