[M] Chapter 2 (1/1)

Damn it, he's getting on my nerves. I tried as hard as I can to ignore him.  But I just find myself watching him at the corner of my eyes.  Seeing him get drunk one drink after another, seeing him having a good time with all those other girls.  Watching as he got up with an arm over some model's shoulder, heading off to God knows where.  He never once looked my way. And that stung like a son of a bitch if I care to admit it. I don't.  Listen, I’m not trying to drown myself in tequila or anything. This is a damned party.Who cares how many shots I've downed?No one gives a fuck.I don't give a fuck.  I keep telling myself that, as I head out of the stupid party. Alone.Drunk.  And I have to drive myself home! Stupid. Why did I even come to this stupid thing?!  I shouldn't have bothered putting on this stupid make up, doing this stupid hair.  Putting on this stupid dress and these stupid heels! They're killing me.   Stupid! Everything is just so freakin' stupid! I kept on with the stupid litany inside my head as I slowly make my way to my stupid car which was parked somewhere in this stupid parking lot.   No, no, I'm not upset.   "Heading home already?"   I froze.  He's here.. How come he's still here? ..Was he waiting for me? No, no.  My heart did not just dance inside my chest.  I turned around to face him, keeping my expression in check.  I don’t want him to think that I actually give a damn about him.  And I don’t want him to think that I’m drunk eventhough I am.   He’s smoking a cigarette. And he’s just smoking hot in his wrinkled white shirt and ripped jeans and messed up hair.   No wonder those girls were flocking around him.   My blood pressure shoot up when I remembered him and his model and all those freakin’ girls— Arrrgh!I need another shot.   But no, I better go home.   I gave him a disgusted look and started wobbling towards my car again.   Stupid heels!  Stupid Ji!  He’s right behind me.   “Are you upset about something?” He asked in an irritatingly pleasant, conversational tone.   I flipped him the finger.  "Baby, you don't know how much I want to.."  I rolled my eyes and ignored him.  I finally reached my car and was planning to get on and get the hell away but he was just there, grabbing my arm, and turning me around to face him.   Pinning me to the side of the car and standing way too close for comfort.  “What the hell are you doing?” I asked thru my teeth, looking up at him defiantly.   “Why are you so upset?”   “I’m not upset!” I said, clearly upset.  He grabbed my arms to stop my weak attempts --Stupid tequila!-- to push him away, leaning down to kiss me?!— The nerve! After getting it on with some harlot!?— I angled my head away and tried to step on his foot.   He chuckled when I missed.  “Were you jealous?” He asked with a wide grin on his damned face.  Grrrrr. “You. Wish.”    He chuckled. Again.  Not believing me for a hot second.   Bastard.  What the hell’s so amusing?  I felt him take a sniff out of my hair.  “You smell good babe..”   And then he started nibbling on my ear.  His tongue darted out to caress an earlobe, making me cringe, but not in a bad way.  His soft lips traced a line down my neck, to an exposed shoulder.   A lick.   “You taste good..”   I gasped when he bit me.. ..No, not exactly in pain.   He turned my head and pressed his lips against mine.  And I’m lost..  And drunk. And turned on..  Why..? Why do I have to resist him.. And the pleasure that he gives me..?  I felt a light kiss on my nose, making me open my eyes.   When exactly did I close my eyes?  "Come with me." He says, staring intensely into my eyes.   "Why?" I asked dumbly.   "You know why."   "I don't."   "I want you. And you want me--"  "I do not."  "You're a lousy liar. I bet if I shove my fingers inside your pussy right now.."  His hand started trailing the hem of my short dress, inching higher and higher---  I grabbed it before it can go any further.  "You'll be so damn wet."   Akkkk! Him and his mouth.   "Come with me and let me lick you clean.."  I watched, mesmerized by the way his tongue licked his lips.   Unconciously biting my lips in response.   No, I am not thinking of dirty thoughts..  No dirty thoughts. Yes..  No!!  He started dragging me along during my internal struggle, and I let myself be dragged to his awesome car.   He opened the door for me. I looked at him blankly.   He raised an eyebrow. “Get in.”  “Why?” “We're going.”   “Where?”   “Home.”   "Why?" He sighed like I’m trying his patience or something.  “Do I really have to spell it out for you?” "I.. Uhm.."  Another sigh. "Baby, get in the car and I'll take you home and fuck you into oblivion. OR, don't get in the car, we'll stay here, and I'll fuck you into oblivion. Choose."  Gulp. He's fucking serious.  I let myself inside, meekly.I know, I know. Where did my stubborness go? So sue me. I guess.. I.. wanna get laid.  So I let him put my seatbelt on. And I even let him kiss me one more time before he closed the door and circled around to get on the driver’s seat. I remember he kissed me again and told me to go to sleep.  He said he’ll take care of me…    Yes. Please. Chalk it all up to the alcohol.   I swear.   I never meant for any of it to happen.  I was just drunk.   That's why we were french-kissing and tearing at each other's clothes in the elevator, going up his pad.  And in the living room where I pushed him down the couch and when I let him pull me down onto his lap.   His shirt's gone and my hands are roaming around his bare chest. his shoulder blades.. My dress is pooled around my waist.   Goodness yes..I was so very drunk..   With his kisses.. His every touch..The scent and the taste of him. He makes me so crazy. His arms wrapped around my waist.  His mouth sucking and biting on my boobies. His hardness pressing up on my ass.   Yup. Later, I can Just tell myself that I was just drunk..And tonight.. "Ji.."  "Hmmm..?" As he keep on lapping up my nipple. Rolling it around with his tongue.   I grabbed him by the hair, to get his attention away from my chest for a sec.  "Who was that girl earlier?" I asked, glaring down at him.  He just smirked up at me. And tried to pull me down for a kiss.   I resisted and gave his hair a tug. "Aw!"   "Who was it?!" With a slap on his chest.  "Babe, I swear she's nobody." Grabbing my hand. "You were sure up close and personal with that 'nobody' earlier!" A slap on his chest with my other hand.   "Only because you were looking.." He grabbed both of my hands and wrapped them around his neck, pulling me down for a sweet short kiss. "I thought you said you weren't jealous?" He asked teasingly.