Page 17 of Beautiful Nightmare
“Just rum and fruit juice. You’ll like it. All the girls do.”
I’ve never had a drink in my life but… this is a special occasion, I guess. Tentatively, I take a sip. The cold, sweet liquid goes down easy, despite the boozy afternotes. My lips curve into a grin. “Thanks, it’s good.”
He nods, giving me a knowing smile. “If we dance, you’ll let me put my hands on you, right?” Everything he’s thinking is there in his eyes as he gives me one of his signature teasing smirks, resting his hand possessively on my hip. Without waiting for an answer, he pulls me roughly to his body with a groan and growls, “Fuck, you’re so hot in this dress.” His warm lips skim up my neck, leaving a trail of kisses, and he puts his face in my hair and inhales deeply. Before I know what’s happening, his hands slide from my waist around to my ass, and he grabs a handful of each cheek, holding me sinfully close to him, his erection branding my stomach. It’s all I can do to not drop my cup. The physical evidence of his desire arouses me and makes me anxious all at once. I suck in a breath at the contact and beam up at him, but my heart rate accelerates to the point where I feel a little faint. We’ve kissed a few times and even fooled around a little, but there’s a chance I might not be ready for everything Hawk wants from me.
I carefully ease back and lift my drink to my lips, taking a deep swallow as I try to disguise my nerves. “You really like it?” I gulp down more of the fruity concoction while his gaze dips from my face to my breasts.
“Hell yes. It’s a winner. You’re the most beautiful girl here. And you’re mine.” He drags his eyes from where they’d been glued to my chest to point through the window. “There’s this amazing view of the lake from out back. We can dance and do whatever.”
I chew at the corner of my lip, recognizing the glint in his eye that I know means he has more in mind than an innocent look at the lake or even dancing. I finish my drink and set my cup on the side table to my right.
He lowers his mouth to mine, coaxing me into a hot kiss that sends my blood roaring. “Fuck, you taste good.”
Moaning a little, I clutch at his tuxedo jacket as we continue to explore each other’s mouths, afraid I’ll lose my balance. When we ease apart, I nod, exhaling softly. “Okay. Let’s go out back.”
“Cool.” He gives me a cocky grin, then takes my hand and leads me through the house to the back door. He allows me to precede him outside, and I gasp as I look around. I have to admit, it’s even better than I’d expected. The backyard is lit up with twinkling lights and the reflection of them can be seen at the edge of the water. It’s breathtaking. I spend several moments taking in the view. With all the loud talking and laughter, though, it doesn’t take long before my gaze shifts to the debauchery happening all across the lawn. People dance—or rather, grind—to the music pumping through the outdoor speakers. Quite a few have changed after leaving the prom, in favor of less restricting and more comfortable clothing. And the drinking. Oh my God, everyone is drinking like the fish that reside right in the lake next to the house.
The more I watch everyone, the more nervous I become. A lot of couples are so into each other, they don’t seem to care that everyone can see hands disappearing under clothing and even some of it coming off. Case in point, a girl streaks across the lawn toward the dock in a pair of shorts with her arm slapped across her naked chest, holding her boobs. A guy—her date or boyfriend, I presume—gives chase. As I watch, she leaps into the lake with him not far behind her. And then they are wrapped together, an octopus with its eight limbs, kissing and touching as they tread water.
As I stand gawking, Hawk wraps his arms around me from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. “Never been to a party like this, huh?”
I turn my head to look up into his smirking face. “You know I’m only a sophomore, Hawk. When would I have been invited to a party that is clearly meant for upperclassmen?” Looking around, I realize I don’t recognize a single soul here.
“That’s okay, baby girl. I’ll teach you how to have a good time.” His hands drift higher, cupping my breasts. In front of everyone.
I can tell by the heat infusing my cheeks that they are turning bright pink. Really, it’s an all-over body flush because I get like that when I’m embarrassed.
Hawk slowly massages my breasts—and it feels good, I won’t deny that. His warm lips nibble at the side of my neck and it makes my entire body tingle. “Your nipples are hard little points, Lux.”
My exhale is ragged as I feel his cock poke me in the ass. We begin to sway to the music. I’m feeling pretty okay with everything until Hawk tugs on the top of my dress, and my breasts spill out into his hands. Immediately, I gasp, turning toward him to cover myself as much as I can, yanking my dress back into place. “W-what are you doing?”
He hooks his finger under my chin, giving me a boyish grin. “I can’t help myself when I’m with you.”
I bite my lip. “I think we should go.” I don’t want to be here anymore. I’m in over my head, and I’m not too ashamed to admit it—not to myself, anyway.
Slowly, he nods, an odd light in his eyes. But then he blinks, and it’s gone. “You got it.” He takes my hand and leads me out of the party. Away from the debauchery, away from the chaos, away from the chance I’ll do something I’ll regret.
About five miles from the lake, Hawk abruptly pulls off the road and shuts off the engine.
Looking around at… well, nothing… I feel a sense of foreboding. There are endless miles of trees as far as I can see on this road. No one’s around at all. We have no reason to stop here. “Where are we?” I whisper, almost too nervous to ask.
“Just a little spot I thought we could get away from the craziness. Just you and me.” He slides me a heated look, then motions with his head that I should get out of the car.
My teeth sink into my lip as my brows draw together. Unsure of his intentions, I reach for the handle, but Hawk’s already jogged around to my side of the car and opens the door for me with a flourish. He offers me his hand, and not knowing what else to do, I take it.
I wobble as I stand, even though Hawk is there to steady me. My head spins and spins.Oh shit.The fruity rum drink is hitting me hard.
As soon as the door closes behind me, I have no time to lament how dumb I’d been to down that drink. Hawk grips me by the waist and presses me against the car, using his weight to pin me there. And despite the fog my brain is now in, I register that his hands are everywhere, groping me as he drops sloppy kisses up the column of my throat until his mouth finds mine. His tongue thrusts into my mouth. I whimper. He grinds against me, and I begin to struggle. He doesn’t seem to get that I’m not as into this as he is.
“You look so fucking sexy in this dress, but you’re going to look even better out of it.” He yanks on the top of my dress, pulling it down to my waist. “Fuck,” he groans against my neck, then pulls the skirt of it up, cupping me between my legs. “Your panties are soaked. I can’t wait to get my dick inside you.” I feel the warm night air on parts of my body that I shouldn’t.
“Hawk. Stop.” My voice doesn’t sound like mine and my breath heaves from me. “Stop. Why are you doing thi—?”
He cuts off my words with his mouth as he kisses me deeply again, and in between licks and nips and roaming hands, he groans out, “Come on, baby girl. It’s about time you let me inside that sweet pussy, don’t you think?” His fingers roughly rub my clit through my underwear.
My alcohol infused brain jolts. “No.” And then on a quiet sob, “I want to go home. I told you I wanted to go home.”
He eases back just enough to look into my eyes but doesn’t stop touching me. "You said you wanted to get out of there, meaning you wanted to be alone with me.” When a tear leaks from my eye, he grits his teeth. “I could've taken any girl in the entire school to the dance and the after-party.Fuck.”
