Another Friday means another night I'm being dragged out of my house by my terrible friends. They aren't terrible I just hate the decisions they make. Mostly Sam's. She's the daredevil of our friend group. Always wanting to be the center of attention.

Me? I just like to chill in the background. Yet, I somehow still make myself noticeable and can't hide.

I was wearing this cute gray lace-up top with black leggings. I put a leather jacket on top and pulled on a pair of Converse. I left my hair in its natural state, wavy. I did my makeup lightly not caring about my appearance. Not like I had anyone to impress.

I wonder if Christian would be there.

My mind wanders back to just a few weeks ago when I was sleeping in his bed. Next to him. Cuddling. Who knew the bad boy was such a cuddler? I laugh at the memory before I hear a knock on the door. The girls must be here.

I never told my friends about the sleepover. I guess I was just nervous as to how they would react. Sam would get jealous while Bethany would low-key high-five me and congratulate me. Two kinds of girls.

When I opened the door I was indeed correct, it was Sam. I peeked behind her to realize that it was neither of their cars. I walked up and opened the back door to see Christian. I slid into the middle seat and Sam was on the outside. I was smushed. I hated being small. Logan was driving and he sent me a smirk, Bethany was seated next to him.

I peeked over to Christian and squeaked out, "Hey." Gosh, why am I so awkward?

"Sup?" He bluntly responded. How was I supposed to carry on a conversation after that? I fiddled around with the bracelet on my right arm.

"Alright, bitches who's ready to party?" Sam shouts next to me as she pulls out a bottle of fireball. I roll my eyes and grab the drink out of her hand before taking a sip and gulping down the fiery taste in my mouth.

Christian snags the bottle out of my hands and I let out a small gasp in shock. He smirks and leans over towards my ear, "You look sexy tonight." I feel my cheeks heat up and he sends me a wink before taking a long sip of the liquor.

When we arrive at the party I'm immediately dragged into the party with my best friends. Our arms were linked together as we walked through the huge house. Now where's the kitchen? We reach the kitchen and I immediately make my way to the unopened beer bottles in the cooler.

Suddenly I feel a presence behind me and I tense up, "Get me one too?" He asks. I turn around and smile and hand him the beer in my hand and grab another for me.

"So, what brings you here tonight, Mr. Sands?" I take a swig of the beer as I stare into his beautiful blue eyes. I could feel myself getting lost in them.

He smirks, "Well, Miss Anderson, there was nothing else to do on this lovely Friday and Logan offered to bring me to apparently the hottest party of the year."

"Not like you have a business to run or anything, right?"

He let out a sexy, and I mean sexy, chuckle, "Yeah but I left my brother in charge of that tonight. Let's hope he doesn't fuck up."

I pursed my lips and nodded before hearing the dance music pounding throughout the house. "Want to dance?"

His eyes widen and he bites his lip, "With you, sure."

I feel my cheeks burn as we walk to the living room where sweaty bodies are everywhere in the room dancing on each other. I led him to a corner where we would have a little bit of privacy. I chugged my beer before setting it down and reminding myself to just get a new one later.

I swayed to the beat before taking a leap of faith and placed my arms around his neck, "Come on old man, loosen up!" He chuckled before placing his hands on my hips. His hands burned where he touched me. They felt like they were on fire.

Could he feel the same?

"I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go ahead girl don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa"

We both dance to the beat and before I know it, I'm getting pretty out of hand, I almost started to back up on him. I just get superheated around this man. As I listen to the lyrics of the song I can't help but start to turn a little red, it's a sexual innuendo for the bedroom. Oral sex.

After the song is over his hands don't leave my hips and we just stare into each other's eyes. Before I know it, my hands are in his hair and his lips are on mine. He pushes me up into the wall and his lips connect with my jaw and neck. I tilt my head to give him more access. I've dreamed of this for a month now and it's finally come true.

I kissed Christian. We just made out.

Oh my god.

I suddenly feel conscious about someone seeing us and my eyes snap open. They dart around the room and I see no one even paying attention to the live porno that's forming in the corner of the living room.

"Christian?" I breathe out.

He immediately stops and steps back in shock. His hands fly to his hair he curses, "Fuck, I'm so sorry. I don't even know why I did that."

I grab his hand when he's fixing to walk away and pull him back, "Christian?"

He stopped but wouldn't look into my eyes, "Yeah?" He responds.

"Want to get out of here?" I shyly ask.

He finally looks into my eyes in curiosity. "Yeah. Uh, let's go." He grabs my hand and we walk out of the house at a fast pace. "My house is around the corner, we can go there." I nod and we walk to his house. I didn't even notice we were still even holding hands until he let go when we reached the front door of his house.

We silently walk through the front door and I curiously look around, "Is anyone here?"

He drops his keys on the table and turns around towards me, "Nope." He steps closer towards me and his hand caresses my cheek as he stares into my eyes.

So. Much. Eye. Contact.

I couldn't take it, I pressed my lips onto him, and he was shocked; it only took him a split second before he started to kiss me back. I stepped backward until I hit a wall. He bit my lip before I opened my mouth and let his tongue invade my mouth. We wrestled for dominance and it started to get heated when his hands slid under my shirt and rested on my bare back.

His touch burned. Like he was fire and I was fixing to start letting smoke come out of my body. His hands left my shirt and he bent down placing them on the back of my thighs and picking me up. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his body and his lips left mine to work wonders once again against my neck, walking up the stairs.

He's most likely going to leave a hickey and all of my friends are going to be asking questions.

Oh shit! I left them at the party without telling them I was leaving! I need to text them.

As I was fixing to stop him and tell him I needed to call one of them, he threw me down on the bed and straddled me. He stares at me with sincerity in his eyes and I stare at him wondering why the hell he stopped doing whatever he was doing with my mouth. "You are so gorgeous, Reagan." He whispers.

I smile at him, "You're not too bad looking either, Christian." I play with the hem of his shirt, really wanting it off of him.

He flashes me a smile before taking it off. God what a nice view this is. I mean like a guy is straddling me right now and he just took his shirt off as I stared at him. "Do you want to do this?" He asks.

I pursed my lips before nodding, "I mean why not? You seem like a nice guy."

He chuckles, "A lot of people would disagree otherwise." Why were we talking so much? We should be stripping our clothes off...

I laugh, "If people knew the real you, they would agree with me." He doesn't respond he just behinds to take my shirt off. I gladly let him do all of the work as I sit there in awe watching him undress me. He licks his lips when my body is exposed and I just can't help to wonder what is going on in his pretty little head.

I kick my shoes off and then shimmy out of my leggings leaving me just in my panties and bra. He sheds off his jeans and I blush at the intimate moment we were fixing to share.

His voice gets me out of my thoughts, "So about that candy shop song?" I gasp at what he meant, did he want me to give him a blowjob?

I mean yeah, I've done it plenty of times with Ryder. Damn it. Why did I think of that bastard when I was fixing to go to town on the hottest guy ever?

I bit my lip before dropping to my knees, live fast die young? I took a deep breath before I pulled down his boxers to reveal the abnormally large erection that had sprung out of his boxers.