I scan the room for friendly faces and stop suddenly to focus on a familiar person fixing a drink in the kitchen. I feel my throat tighten and I freeze in place watching as she stirs her drink quietly listening to the couple next to her argue.
"Hey you made it!" A voice startled me out of my head. I turn and see Dave smiling and holding up a beer for me.
I take it from him, "I did. Been here long?" I check back to the kitchen where I saw her, she is gone.
"Almost an hour. I'm making friends with some girls who recently moved here from New York. Failed dancers or something. They don't know anyone so I figured we could show them some cool stuff to do."
He gestured subtly to the two woman playing beer pong on the back porch. The blonde one landed a shot and laughed as she poured the contents of the cup into her friend's mouth.
"Nice, huh?"
I nod taking a drink of my beer wondering if I just imagined seeing her there. The blonde shouts for Dave to come back as it is now his turn to play. He hits my chest and laughs, "Come on brother, let's have some fun." He walks out of the house grinning ear to ear.
I walk through the kitchen past the sliding glass door and into the living room. There are people laughing across the couches as I pass back once more in my own world. I search the mostly empty dining room. It must have been her.
I catch the outline of a woman standing against the doorway holding her drink to her lips. I take a long drink and a calming breath before I start.
I smile wide as I approach, "You're a sight for sore eyes."
She smiles and looks down, "I didn't want to intrude."
"It is a surprise, but hardly an intrusion," I reassure her taking her hand in mine.
She shoots me a glance not anticipating my touch.
I laugh as I bring her hand to my mouth and kiss it. "Always nice to see an old friend," I speak into the back of her hand and smile at the expression of disbelief on her face.
She continues to stare into my eyes and I can feel her uncertainty melt away replaced by a growing electricity that seems to be emanating between us. I keep her hand in mine. "I figured you wouldn't show up, you being so secretive and all."
She laughs at this, "Secretive? Maybe I'm just a loner who has no friends."
"Don't say that darling," my pulse races as I pull her into my chest, "you've got me."
Her hand begins to tremble in mine. She exhales sharply and I feel her breath on me. My cock swells at the sensation.
"Want to go somewhere?" I breathe into her hair taking in the sweet aroma.
She nods quietly slipping her fingers between mine as she finishes her drink in a quick swallow and sets the empty glass on a nearby table.
I lead her towards the front door dropping my bottle and grabbing my jacket as I go. I forget about Dave and those two girls I am supposed to meet.
I pull her behind me and out the door forgetting to say goodbye to my friends. As the door closes behind us she pulls me close and kisses me sweetly. My heart pounds loudly in my ears as her tongue slowly slips into my mouth. She tastes like cranberries.
I moan softly and she runs her free hand through my hair before pulling me further into her mouth. I forget where we are and my hand runs down her back slowly. I grab a handful of her ass and squeeze down tightly lifting her to me. My cock is fully engorged and in control of my mind. She kisses me intently and I imagine the wetness slowly pooling in her panties.
I take her face in my hands as she breaks free for air. "We need to find somewhere more private sweetheart," I whisper to her, "We cannot stay here with what I'm planning to do to you."
She smiles and kisses me again. "Let's go," she challenges grabbing my sleeve. We step off the porch and into the evening air looking for a place to be alone. She places my arm over her shoulders and cuddles into my side as we walk.
It is dark on the street away from the florescent bulbs on the houses we pass. Only a handful of street lamps are scattered along our path as we walk.
"Are you cold?" I ask leading her down a darkened street towards a park I know is close by.
"No," she flirts, "Just trying to be cute."
Her phone vibrates in her jacket pocket and lights up at as a text comes through. She pulls out her phone looks at it quickly before turning the screen off.
"Not going to answer?" I question studying her expression.
She shakes her head and another text comes in. She ignores the new text as well.
"Not a loner after all," I tease.
"Secretive then," she offers pushing her shoulder into me playfully.
As her phone lights up and vibrates a third time, I snatch it from her hands. She screams and tries to grab it back unsuccessfully. I turn and run to the end of the street hoping she'll pursue.
