32- Real love feeling

This is a complete stranger and we are surrounded by a multitude of people, yet I’m seconds away from being fucked in the midst of it all. And my sister... she is probably watching all of this with the shock of the century. I pull away from him and if not for his hold on my waist, I would have fDaniel off the stool.

He immediately respects my retreat and steps back, but keeps his hold on me to ensure that I don’t fall.

My hand is on his chest to hold him at bay, but I can’t look him in the eyes just yet. That was much more intense than I had anticipated and it had freaking rocked my world.

With a quick smile, I turn away to get myself together and soon recover my senses. Now all I can think about is his mouth on other places of my body or perhaps in every part of my body. “Thanks for the kiss,” I say, unable to further hold any semblance of a conversation with him.

He leans in, his lips to my ears and I cannot push him away. “Let’s go somewhere,” he says.

I’m of a mind to do exactly that. But then I am not drunk enough to not realize this has gone much farther than I had intended. “I have to get my back to my party,” I breathe my response as I come off the stool. My feet are a bit wobbly.

He catches me by the arm, and only releases me when I assure him that I am fine. “Your sister’s drink.” He says as he lifts the glass.

I accept the glass from him. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again, so I curve my hand boldly around the side of his face, stare into his eyes for a brief moment and then plant a kiss just on the underside of his jaw.

I can see that he is quite taken aback by the endearing touch, but I don’t linger. A second longer and I would be sold on doing absolutely whatever he wants.

With the glass in hand, I head back across the floor in search of my sister and best friend.