When he presses his lips to mine again I swear it almost feels like weareactually fucking, right here in the room, surrounded by the party. I’ve never felt a fire like this for anyone in my life, and every nerve ending in my body is suddenly hyper aware of every movement Niko’s body makes against my own.
“Don’t ever stop touching me,” I utter against the side of his cheek as he moves to kiss below my ear again, warm and wet.
Too much.
Too far.
Don’t need to say things like that, when this is all for show…
My thoughts dissipate into a hazy fog as soon as they appear, though. I’m lost in him.
More intoxicated than I’ve ever been.
The party seems like an incomprehensible mob around me, and I realize I no longer give a fuck what anyone in here thinks other than him, right now.
He pulls his arm out from around me.
I watch him close.
Waiting for his next move.
Ready to follow him in anything he does, like I’ve beensubmerged into a primal state of being and I exist purely to act on my desires.
His hand grips mine and he stands up, pulling me after him.
“Back upstairs.”
When he says it I’m like an animal waiting for a command.
Yes.
God, yes.
But as we walk through the crowd, and I even see Weston waggle his eyebrows at me and reach out to give me a fist bump, my desire is reaching a place I can’t control.
By the time we make it through the room and into the long hallway, something desperate is overtaking me.
Now.
Need him right fucking now.
“Come here,” I tell Niko, pulling his hand toward the half-open door at the side of the hallway.
I drag him into the coat closet, which is currently packed with everyone’s coats from the party.
It’s dark in the closet. It smells like cedar wood.
And we’re alone.
My back lands against the small sliver of open wood paneling on the wall and he crushes his lips to mine. I didn’t know it was possible for him to get even more feral than he was out in the party but somehow, it’s happening, as his fingertips dip under the hemline of my shirt and grasp my hips.
“God, how badly do you need to come, baby?” Niko mutters as he reaches down to grip my hard-on through my pants.
“I need you.”
Fuck.
Shove those words back in.
