Chapter 5 The kiss

The moment I entered, Frito was all over me. I willed myself to manpower and tried to avoid him at all cost.

" Stop. Frito please stop. " I whispered.

I was afraid of dogs. 'Pet her between the ears, she loves that' I grimaced at those words, darting out a shaky hand with closed eyes and just did it. She seemed to like it but I quickly backed away. I wasn't there to let his dog

Where was he? I opened my mouth to let out his name when I heard laughter. I moved towards the sound. They were in the kitchen, a cup of wine in their hands, both of them leaning against the counter obviously so engrossed into each other-- by ' they ' and ' both ', It was Lauren and Remi.

Business work my foot! My heart clenched and I wanted to run away, I felt betrayed, sad, unwanted and very very stupid. But I was there and had brought a cab. I couldn't waste the cab money, no. I gathered up my shattered wits and cleared my throat.

Both heads turned to look at the intruder. I plastered a smile on my face real quick

" Hey. Um.... sorry to interrupt, but can u see you on the patio Remi? Like now? it's very urgent "

I added, making sure he moved with me. I knew it was childish not to greet Lauren but I didn't care. She was going to get banged anyway so, she could take that as a greeting

I could see that he was tipsy even in the dim lights. His pent was at the top so you could see the streets way down, houses and tall office buildings. A chill hit me as I stepped out, I had totally forgotten about the brutal wind.

I needed to be fast so I could leave

" Hey..... um...... Remi..... I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry. I didn't mean to speak like that to you. I didn't realize the words were going to come out more harshly as I had intended " I said

He scoffed, Locking his eyes upon mine. Then he stared with small steps towards. I backed up slowly until my back hit the table. The large table that was outside with twelve chairs around it, which I had used sparingly

" Remi, back up " I said under my breath but loud enough that I was sure he heard but he didn't listen.

He put his hands on the table, beside both of my sides so he was towering me, like very close. Our hips were touching,u felt a nudge against my stomach down to my.... but I tried not to concentrate on it.

He was always horny when he was drunk. I felt his breath against my face. Thank goodness he was a head taller, I faced his chest. I didn't want to look up at him

" Sorry? Sorry. Do you think I'm dumb or what? ". He asked but I said nothing

The next thing I knew, he wrapped his hand around my neck and nudged me to look up at him. Which I did unwillingly. I wanted to cry and tell him to back up again because his erection had grown and he was just wearing joggers so I could feel it so bad.

I hated how horny I was getting, I wasn't supposed to but thank heavens he didn't know that. I closed my eyes, then he rambled on something I didn't quite catch so I said--- blurted out

" Hi fuck Lauren. You're horny. I need to go home now "

He laughed above my head and then tilted my head my head so our lips were only inches apart. Less than three inches.

I didn't want to kiss him. Ninety- nine point nine percent of my heart wanted to just seal it there but that one percent strongly didn't.

" What if I say it is you I want to fuck? "

His lips grazed mine as he talked. I said nothing, I just wanted to cry from the intensity of everything. I knew it was never going to happen but I still couldn't tear myself away. I tried to breathe in only for me to breathe in that alcohol smell and realise that my chest was touching his

My nipples hardened in my bra and I tried to fight against the heat between us

" Elle " He called a little bit sincerely " You didn't really fuck that guy did you? "

Even in his drunken state he knew me. I wanted to say that I did and see his reaction but I said instead, stupidly I might add

" No "

His forehead touched mine and I closed my eyes. That one percent was seriously fighting against the feeling I was having. Goodness, the rate at which the horniness itself was increasing was baffling.

We weren't going to fuck ---- make love. No, I didn't want that because it wasn't even going to happen

" I knew it. "

He slipped that hand into the base of my neck again, his thumb grazing my cheek. " I'm so so... sorry for being an asshole " He slurred

Our lips met ---- his met mine, I froze on contact. But as soon as I thought we were going to kiss, he recoiled.

Well, he wasn't a bastard. I put a hand to his shoulder to push him off which he ignored. I wanted to just go home and wet my bee with my tears. My lips shook as his thumb stroked my lower lip.

" Can I kiss you? "

He asked in this husky tone that sent shivers down my spine. He had never asked that question before. My closed eyes watered for some reason unknown and some forces bobbed my head up and down against his.

He crushed his wicked mouth upon mine, in other words, he kissed me. A tear slipped as his mouth worked expertly against mine. And even though my lips shook terribly, I sorta just let go and kissed him back

I let that willing part of me take control, my hands flew into his hair, the other around his neck. But his force was that greatest, I couldn't move my head because my head was angled in such a way that he practically ate my mouth.

I shuddered, from everything. Especially that his hard, stiff rod against me. A cry escaped from my mouth and I pulled my lips away from him only this time my eyes were wide open.

I forcefully tore myself away from him, ran into the house, picked up my bag from the counter where I had dropped it, avoided Frito by running and ran into the elevator straight for home.