Gateway Drug | Volume I

Gateway Drug | Part Twenty

The car stops in front of the hotel before Nikki can coax me on to him, and I find a sadistic little kick in the frustrated noise he makes when I get off of him and put his dick back in his pants once the driver announces we're here.

Nikki shrugs out of his leather jacket and hands it to me to slip on because...well...I'm naked as a jaybird.

The driver, who's name I see on his name tag as "Lyle", opens the door and Nikki gets out, grasping at my hand to help me out.

There's teenaged kids crowding the entrance and lined down the building and the parking lot, holding their Mötley Crüe paraphernalia to be signed.

I hold Nikki's jacket together with my hand, the bottom of it only an inch below my ass, and reach my other hand in to the jacket pocket to grab some cash Nikki's got.

I hand it to Lyle.

"Thank you for effortlessly pretending we weren't fooling around in the back." I tell him, handing him his tip.

He nods at me once and takes the money while Nikki and I acknowledge the screaming kids until the flashing of press cameras nearly blind us. Our hands interlock and our heads stay down, ignoring obnoxious shouting from paparazzis to pay them attention so they can get a good check.

Just before we get to the door, my birthday present from Tansy-a custom pair of six inch heels I only wear on special occasions-slides off of my right foot.

Before me or Nikki can get to it, a boy that can't be older than fifteen is nearly launching himself at my feet and grabbing it.

Instead of running off with it like a majority of these kids would do, he just looks up at me with big brown eyes.

He's a dork. They all have that look of utter confusion and fear when a girl acknowledges them (I would know because Tommy was a little dorky in high school), not to mention the braces and thick coke bottle glasses.

He hands me my shoe back, and I just stand there for a second, really looking at this guy for some reason.

"'Sup, man." Nikki says to him to avoid being rude, pausing his attempt to get me upstairs as quickly as possible, noticing I'm seemingly interested in this boy.

I stop being weird, shaking my head a little to get myself back to reality.

"Do you have a pen?" I ask him randomly, taking my shoe from him.

"Uh, I-um, y-yeah, here." He fumbles to pluck a pen from his pocket and I grab it, sensing Nikki and security's impatience, but I brush it off.

I take the bottom of the bright red heel and write our room number "726" down on to it.

"You can call us up or just come up whenever the crowd dies down some and we'll get you some VIP tickets. We'll be up all night. Alright?" I hand my shoe and the pen back to him and he seems absolutely start struck.

"I-I-well, y-you don't have to do that." He attempts confidence and I roll my eyes.

"Shut up and accept the gift." I order him and he nods, swallowing thickly. "Thanks again." I motion to the shoe that I'm giving off to him as a souvenir, knowing Tansy won't care.

Just as Nikki's tugging at me because security is tugging at him, I give a last second kiss to the boy's cheek, leaving what's left of my smudged red lipstick on his skin.

I just take the other heel off and scurry inside, Nikki and I darting for the elevator.

The second the doors are closed he's got me pinned to the wall with his face between my legs.