And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Tacos and Tequila

Music. Dancing. Tacos and Tequila

Who knew that Damian was a man who enjoyed such pleasures?

Round and round, he spun me in circles. The laughter that emitted from me wasn’t something I had heard in so long, and every time he pulled me close to him I couldn’t help but wonder who the man before me was.

This wasn’t the same Damian I had met so many months before. This Damian was actually fun.

“I can’t-” I laughed, holding my side, “I need to sit down.”

Pulling away from him, I moved back towards our table away from the crowd of people who still lined the dance floor. Mexico was more than I expected, and between the music and food, I found myself not wanting to go home.

I could understand why James had come here to get away.

One could really lose themselves within the culture of this place. “Don’t tell me you’re already partied out.” Damian replied, taking a seat next to me.

“Me?” I scoffed, “never.”

As much as I had enjoyed the evening so far, though, I felt wrong. We were there to find James, and instead of doing that, Damian and I were having fun and drinking.

It wasn’t right, and a guilty emptiness settled in my stomach.

“We will find him.” Damian’s voice whispered softly. My thoughts reflected in my facial expressions as I forced a smile and nodded my head.

“I know, but I hate that it’s taking so long to do so.” I wanted him now. Not eventually.

Taking the bottle of local tequila, Damian poured himself and I another shot, scooting it towards me.

“Drink up.” He replied with a smirk, lifting the shot glass into the air. “To finding James.”

As much as I didn’t think I could manage another shot, I lifted the glass and smirked, “to James.”

The smooth taste of the tequila slid down my throat for a sixth time tonight, and between the shots and the margarita’s I was drinking, I felt as light as a feather.

the morning,

dance before

Damian, I sighed at his extended

to him. The slow tone of the song pulsated around me, and as he glided me across the floor, I

every passing second the intensity between us grew. “Damian-” I whispered softly as he leaned in and placed a soft

just let go for

as his lips claimed me in

as

he was creating between my legs, I

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he had swept me off my feet and was closing the front door behind us. It wasn’t slow and gentle in the least. Instead, Damian was a

he captured my lips. The heat from his body

more I wanted than

me explode over and over again till I

He whispered in a demanding tone that

“I want

Ivy.” He warned, “I’m not soft and gentle and when I

eyes, I contemplated

anything dark or dangerous like that before, but with the weight of the

I replied, claiming his lips once

our clothes were shredded from our bodies and scattered from the front door all the way towards

so wet for me.” He muttered as his finger spread against the folds between my legs. The sensation caused me to moan softly as I closed my eyes,

“Please.”

smiled down

my own smirk that did

as he wrapped his other arm around my waist. The look in his eyes was sadistic and, when most women would have been

excited, and I wanted whatever he was

Ivy.” He whispered in my ear,

my lips once more and tossed me

of the mattress as

going to toss at me. I wanted all of it. ANY way he

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