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.

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

more dance

I sighed at his extended hand

the dance floor, he pulled me close 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

just let

arguing with the idea as his lips claimed me in a kiss

of here.” I urged, as a soft

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

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the wall as he captured my lips. The heat from his body set mine on fire, and as he swept his tongue against mine, I moaned in

nothing more I wanted than for him to ravish

and over again till I

whispered in a demanding tone that made me

I pleaded, “I want you to make

others, Ivy.” He warned, “I’m not soft and gentle and when I take you, I will dominate you

eyes, I contemplated what he was saying,

had I done anything dark or dangerous like that before, but with the weight of the alcohol and the

“Fuck it.” I replied, claiming

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

you’re so wet for me.” He muttered as his finger spread against the folds between my legs. The sensation caused me to moan

“Please.”

he smiled down at me. “So

own smirk that did nothing but

and pulled my head back as he wrapped his other arm around my waist. The look in his

wanted whatever he was going to

whispered in my ear, “and you will love every moment

keep up as he captured my lips once more and tossed me upon the bed.

pulling me to the edge of the mattress as he leaned his head down towards my mound and groaned in

came unexpectedly, but in the moment, I was down for whatever he was going to toss at me. I wanted all of it. ANY way he wanted to give