And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

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.

regret my decisions in the morning, but for now, I would live in

dance before we

sighed at his extended

pulled me close to him. The slow tone of the song pulsated around me, and as he glided me across the floor, I couldn’t help but take in his

what he was doing, I let myself go in the moment, and with every passing second the intensity between us grew. “Damian-” I

just let go

as his lips claimed me in

as a

more, and with the ache he was creating between my legs, I had no doubt he planned to sate it.

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the door, 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 mixture

heat from his body set mine on fire, and

was nothing more I wanted than for him

again

do you want, Ivy?” He whispered in a demanding tone that made me

pleaded, “I want

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

his dark eyes, I contemplated what he was saying,

his lips, giving me his answer. Never had I done anything dark or dangerous like that before, but with the weight of

care. “Fuck it.” I replied, claiming his

the only answer he wanted, and before I knew it, our clothes were shredded from our bodies and scattered from the front

my legs. The sensation caused me to moan softly as I closed my eyes, relishing in the feeling of his

“Please.”

down at

own smirk that did nothing

arm around my

wanted whatever he was going

He whispered in my ear, “and you will

my lips once more and tossed me

to the edge of the mattress as he leaned his head down towards my mound

unexpectedly, but in the moment, I was down for whatever he was going to