Page 76 of The List of Things

Normal Kamryn would fuck him in the bathroom without hesitation. But I did say I wanted something special. Something romantic. There’s absolutely nothing romantic about fucking in a bathroom with a party going on right outside the door. But there is a touch of me in that. It’s not completely unappealing.

“How do you want me?” I ask and watch as his eyes darken.

He looks at me carefully, his hand pressing to the bathroom counter beside me, his other hand coming up to my face. He moves my hair away and then he holds my head, tilting my chin up toward him.

“I want you in every way. I want to taste you. I want to feel you. I want to fuck you Kamryn. So bad. Is that what you want to hear? Do you want me to lay it out? Then I will. I’ve never wanted to fuck someone like I want to fuck you. I’ve never wanted… Needed something this bad.”

I have never felt such a hot, searing warmth inside of my chest, and between my legs... So... Fuck it.

I kiss him first this time, wrapping my legs around his so he’s pressed tight to my body. His hand is flat against my back, his skin hot just like mine. He straightens me, pushing my body upright so I can kiss him better, and I take every ounce of help, kissing him hard.

I push off of the counter, and he moves with me, my height making it hard for him. He doesn’t hesitate to lean down just so he can keep his lips on mine. I move back toward the bathroom door, and his body meets me there, my back hitting the door, and his chest colliding with mine. I know the door just shook, and whoever is on the other side must know what's going on but I have never cared less.

“This is a bad idea...” He speaks between kisses, and I don’t listen to him, knowing he has far more sense than I do.

Because right now my mind is telling me to do whatever the fuck I want. No matter the consequences.

Bellamy can think critically all he wants, but he can do that when his lips aren’t on mine. He says it’s a bad idea. His words say one thing. But the way he doesn’t stop kissing me. The way his hands haven’t stopped exploring. That’s louder than his words.

There’s a loud knock on the door, and I feel it shake behind me. Our lips part only centimeters, I can feel his breath fanning over me, and his chest rising and falling against mine. His crystalline eyes lock on me. They look at my lips, then my eyes, but settle on my lips and I feel like I’m completely helpless when it comes to Bellamy tonight.

“What?” My eyes are still on his, and our lips are still inches from mine despite my question.

He presses a finger to his smirking lips, and my lips curl up too.

“Um... It's almost midnight,” I hear Sienna on the other side of the door.

I know it’s her too because I have serious doubts anyone else would knock to tell us that.

“Be right out,” Bellamy says and I don’t say a word. My breath is caught somewhere in my chest. “We can’t miss the only reason I had this insane party.” He backs away from me, my body left cold without his pressed against it. “This isn’t over,” He says it like a warning and my stomach swirls like a whirlpool. Thank god it’s not over.

“Good,” I watch as he unlocks the bathroom door behind me.

He pulls me forward and opens the door, and the two of us walk out together. No one seems to notice us. That is until I turn and look at the kitchen. I see Griffin, Jade, Sienna, and Lawson pouring champagne for everyone, all of them smirking as they stare at us.

“Ignore them if they say anything,” He didn’t have to say anything.

They all like to fuck with Bell and me. It bothered me at the Ferris wheel date, but I don’t care anymore. They know what’s happening between us, and that’s fine if they want to turn into something it’s not. Bell and I are on the same page. Kind of.

“A quickie in the bathroom? Doesn’t seem like you Archie,” Lawson smiles wide as he talks.

Sienna is smirking right next to him, I’m pretty sure she’s had a little too much to drink tonight. I’m glad she’s letting loose, she’s never been a very big drinker.

“We weren’t fucking,” I defend the two of us.

“So you were… Talking?” Griff asks, a smirk on his lips.

“Why do you two care what they were doing? Don’t be weird,” Jade chastises them, and I smile.

“Thank you, guys, for earlier… You didn’t have to do that,” I say over the chatter from the other partygoers.

Some from the cheer team, and some other football players. A mix of others too.

“Oh, but we did. I don’t care if they dated for a week or four years. If she’s causing problems. If she’s upsetting him, or people he cares about... Aka you. Then there’s a problem,” Griff tells me. “And to add onto that, I don’t fuck with her talking about your personal life. Whether she thinks she knows, it’s bullshit. And it doesn’t matter.”

The fears I had are alleviated. Even though I like to pretend her words didn’t hurt, I didn’t want Bell’s friends to look at me in a bad light. That’s the last thing I want.

“What he said,” Jade agrees, and I press my lips into a thin smile, my chest full at the thought of all of them caring that much. It’s sweet.

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