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.

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

dance before

I sighed at his extended hand and nodded. Just

to 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 couldn’t help but take in his intoxicating scent and the way his eyes

myself go in the moment, and with every passing second the intensity between us grew. “Damian-” I whispered softly as he leaned in and placed a soft kiss behind

just let

his lips claimed me in a kiss that made the world melt

I urged, as a soft

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

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step towards the door, he had swept me off my feet and was closing the front door behind us. It wasn’t

pushed me against 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

was nothing more I wanted than for him

over again till

He whispered in a demanding tone that

I pleaded, “I want you to make

not soft and gentle and when I take you, I will

into his dark eyes, I contemplated what

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

didn’t care. “Fuck it.” I replied, claiming his lips

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

his finger spread against the folds between my legs. The sensation caused me to moan softly as I closed my

“Please.”

down at me.

did nothing but caused me to

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

excited, and I wanted whatever he

you scared, Ivy.” He whispered in my ear, “and

my lips once more and tossed me upon

mattress as he leaned his head down

movements 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