I've got you babe
We finished that bottle and part of another before we stood up from the table. Things were a little blurry, and I was not myself. A few things were happening:
First, I was very, very worked up about my dreams still. I felt I was vibrating by that point, I wanted to get close to Drew and take it all out on him.
Secondly, I was fucked up. By that point, my blood alcohol was 100%, cause I was dead.
Third, Drew was also that level fucked up, but he initially got loud but has sunken into this super serious mood.
Finally, the worst part of it… I drug Drew out onto the dance floor with me.
We stood now, looking out over the fog covered dance floor, bodies meshed together, wall to wall, like a giant singular creature in the waves. I had grabbed his hand, trying not to lose him in the crowds and we stood there, seemingly frozen, hands locked. The crowd closed in on us more, pressing our bodies together, Drew placed his hand on my hip, holding me close to him.
He smiled at me and we pressed forward into the crowd, our bodies merged together, trying to hold on to each other; The beat of the music seemed shook me to my core as we started moving, the crowd dictating our movement. Our bodies were pressed together hard, Drew ran his hands down me, lifting me from the ground.
Before I knew it, we were kissing, our mouths melting into each other, the heat rising all around. My mind and body were on fire, the mark sending small sparks through me. He pulled back a bit, leaning down to my ear, "Let's take you home."
Surprised, I watched as he pushed us through the crowd, sitting me down gently, allowing me to walk on my own. He smiled at people as we left, apparently 'early', staying close enough to guide me with his hand. I felt scorned, my heart ached and the anger and sadness seemed to cancel each other out just leaving me numb.
He stopped us, apparently calling a cab, I felt the pain stab through me. I kissed him and he's upset that I did… Maybe he didn't want that. It only took a moment for the cab to arrive, this was a busy nightlife throughway. To my surprise, he jumped in with me, giving my address. He put his arm around me, holding me tightly, rubbing his hand down my back and side. He fidgeted a bit with his other hand, nervously.
It was only a few blocks, but I'm sure I must be trashed enough to warrant this. He got out, pulling me with him. Once the cab was out of site, he pulled me into him, leading up the stairs. We got inside, he helped me drop off my bag of stuff and shoes in the living room, following me quietly to my room, closing the door, his arm still around me. He stopped, pulling me facing him, he kissed me, "This is better."
I heard a sound leave my body I never imagined, a loud squeal as he pushed me back towards the bed. He made quick work of my dress, leaving me in my cute undies. Lucky me, I remembered to get a matching set today. He looked over me, his eyes turning lustful, he touched me slightly, running his hands up my thighs, "So beautiful."
My heart galloped in my throat, the heat surrounding us, we meshed on the mattress, our mouths hungrily devouring each other. Soft moans echoed through the room, as I pulled at his shirt, running my hands up his bare chest. He sat back quickly, pulling it over his head and discarded it. Now, the immense heat rising from his chest was like an inferno against me. His hands explored my body, although most of it he has touched regularly for a while now.
My skin buzzed, my mark humming content with these events. He very smoothly moved his way up to my breasts, just gently massaging them. He then slipped his hand down my bra, caressing my nipple gently. Pushing his hand underneath me, too easily unclasping my bar, he pulled it off of me, exposing my bear chest. He stopped kissing me for a moment, looking down at my naked breasts, he seemed to be taking it all in.
His head lowered, his mouth tenderly covering my nipple, just a soft lick that seemed to light me ablaze. He adjusted, placing himself between my legs, his crotch against mine, kissing me harder. The tension in the room rose, as I felt his erection pressing hard to be freed from his jeans. The kissing continued, Drew very gently teasing me, yet to venture below the panties, as we writhed in unison. I fell into my fantasy, having him that close to me, all I could think about was that warmth I felt right before I woke up, my cunt throbbed.
He slid his hand down the front of my panties, caressing the length of my slit, his finger teasing entrance. Instead, he pulled the panties down, tossing them to the side. Now my bare pussy was right in front of him, his faced bunched a bit, a devious smirk crawling across his face. He leaned in, placing gentle kissed down my puffy pussy lips, sending waves shooting through me.
"Kavi," he asked, "can I lick your pussy?"
Unable to speak it, I shook my head, and he dove into me immediately. His tongue glided between my folds, pressing hard against my clit before he ravaged it with his tongue. My body almost burst instantly, "Ahhhgh," I cried out, not able to stop myself, my pussy climaxing hard sending a rush of juice onto the bed and Drew's face. He lifted his head up for a moment, smiling again, "God that was long overdue, eh lass?" He chuckled a bit to himself, diving back in.
The second time was even better, his expert mouth made easy work of another orgasm, him now adding his fingers to the mix, not able to control myself, I came again and again, until my whole body ached. He moved over me, seemingly proud of himself, he kissed me, "Want to go again?"
I was breathless, unable to move, "I think I might die."
He laughed harder, kissing me. His lips tasted sweet like my pussy, the flavor welcomed on my tongue. "Then maybe I did a good job?" He laughed again, this time moving beside me, wrapping his arms around me. "Come here," he pulled me flush against him, his erection still pressing into me, he whispered, "let's get some rest, I'm exhausted."
My heart thumped again, I felt the need to try to satisfy him too, but within a minute, he was fast asleep. I nestled into his arm, he moved just a bit, and I whispered, "I love you Drew." My brain lost in this fog.
His arms clasping to me tighter, "I've always loved you." He said groggily, light snores taking over again.