Unfortunately, before Darin and I could get too far, Carol came upstairs.
"Hey Jill, can I have my boyfriend back yet?" Her voice was playful and I knew she was just bugging me.
"Um, no, not really, I'm kind of in the middle of making out with him. Can you take a number and get in line?" I teased.
Carol and Darin both started laughing and we sat up as Carol came into the living room to join us.
"So, you're all good I take it?" She nodded towards my disheveled appearance.
"Yep, more than good to tell the truth." I agreed.
"Well, we won't know for sure unless people stop interrupting us." Darin pointed out sarcastically.
I gave him a playful shove.
"Do you mind not talking to my best friend like that please?" I gave him a half-hearted dirty look and he grinned at me.
"Would you mind continuing our make out session? I'm getting bored over here."
"Wow, you're more of a pervert now than you were back in school." Carol smiled slyly.
"Yeah, I remember you too. You were stuck to Jill's side like glue at all the dances."
"She needed me to hold her up since whenever you were around she couldn't breathe!"
This time I reached over to give Carol the shove but she backed up and I lost my balance. I pitched forwards but Darin caught me around the waist. He pulled me back up onto the couch, but my new seat was his lap.
"Hey thanks. You saved me twice now. Guess I need to repay you somehow."
"Well, you could come with me to the tattoo shop to help me finish my biggest tattoo." He offered.
"Which one is that?" I asked.
Darin motioned for Carol to flick the light on as he leaned back so we could see his chest as he lifted his shirt. Over his heart was a doodle design in the shape of a heart and inside it were the words: 'For my biggest fan, --- the love of my life.' But there was no name, and the space was just big enough for my name to fit.
"Wow." I breathed.
"Yeah, wow." Carol whispered.
"Well I needed to know if you wanted Jill or your full name in there before I filled it in." Darin looked kind of sheepish as he said it and I threw myself at him and planted little kisses all over his face.
"You know, I don't think it matters how you spell her name." Carol giggled and Darin laughed too.
"Guess, mmm, not, mmm." He said between my kisses on his mouth.
"Okay well since you two are all right, maybe I'll go up and see how Amanda's doing. She was so upset when Tristan wasn't Joe."
"Mm, hey." Darin pushed me back for a second. "Here, take this up to her." He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed. "Hey, yeah we're good. Is Joe there? I've got someone here who was hoping he was with us tonight. Okay....Hey Joey, you'll never guess who I met tonight!... No.... um, who? No! This sweet chick who's friends with my love letter girl. Yeah, I'm with her right now! ... So good. ... yeah, anyway, you gotta talk to Amanda, she was really upset you weren't here. Okay." He handed Carol the phone and she ran up the stairs with it.
"That was so sweet of you!" I gushed. And it was a gush because I teared up at the same time. "Oh god Darin, I think I'm totally falling for you."
"Only now? I thought you fell for me long ago?" He winked at me and planted a light kiss on the tip of my nose.
"Well yeah, but that was more lust than anything. Now it's real." I replied and stuck my tongue out to catch his nose as he was moving in for another kiss.
He laughed and stuck his tongue out to lick me. I looked at his tongue curiously, now realizing why his kiss had been so different. There was a black and white barbell in his tongue.
"Didn't know that was there did ya?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Well I thought I felt something weird. I've never kissed anyone with one of those before."
"You like it?" He snuck in the quick lick on the tip of my nose.
"Yeah, it feels nice." I smiled and leaned forwards to rub his lick back onto his cheek.
He grabbed me around the waist and rolled me until he could climb on top of me. His hands found their way under my shirt and caressed my breasts gently.
I let out a moan as I felt the erection in his pants growing against my thigh. His breathing became heavier, more ragged as he kissed along my throat and down to the neckline on my shirt. I helped him remove my shirt and he pushed my bra up and out of the way. His mouth found my nipple and clamped down on it, sucking hungrily.
Another moan, louder this time escaped my lips. His hand came up and gently covered my mouth. I let out a little giggle at the gesture and reached down to rub my hands up and down his back.
I pulled his shirt up and ran my fingernails lightly over his coloured flesh. I knew I was poking an Indian princess in the eye somewhere back there, but I wasn't too concerned about her, or his mom, she was back there too.
He pulled back from me just long enough to jerk his shirt off over his head. But before he could lean back down, I managed to grab hold of the front of his pants and worked on the button and zipper with one hand. I managed to get it open and pushed my hand inside his pants. My fingers found silky boxers underneath, and the heat coming out from under them was amazing. I wiggled my hand under the waistband and followed the trail of hair to the throbbing erection that was waiting for me.
I wrapped my fingers around it tightly and Darin let out a groan. He leaned closer to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. Then I felt his hands working on the fly on my pants too. He had a harder time getting mine open and I offered him a hand. I even lifted my hips so that he could pull my pants down. He left my panties on and rubbed his hand over my crotch on the outside. He played with the lacy material and slid a finger in under the leg opening. His finger sought out my hair down there but to his suprise he found it bare. I had waxed it a week earlier.
Another groan was heard as he discovered my lips. I wasn't sure if it was my groan or his, or both. His finger teased my lips and played around, tracing the edges and letting it dip into the opening.
I tried to concentrate on what my hand was doing inside his pants, but found concentrating very difficult at that moment. He started to push his finger inside me and I gasped. My grip on his cock tightened even more and I slid my hand up and down slowly. On an upward slide, something hard and cool bumped my hand from above. I let go and felt around for the offender. My fingers wrapped around a cool metal ball on a post. I frowned, trying to figure out what it was.
Darin stopped what he was doing and sat up, giving me a view of what I had found. He was pierced! There!
"Wow. Oh my god. Did that hurt? Oh of course it hurt, it must have. Oh god Darin, when did you get that done?" I couldn't even imagine what he'd gone through to do that to himself.
"About eight months ago. I've been getting it stretched every six weeks or so. It's a zero gauge now." He explained.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what that means." I stammered, embarrassed.