His fingers gently stroked her bare shoulder and her palm was against his chest.
Tyler and Cassandra were both drunk when they had entered her house. They had spent a lot of time drinking their guts out at Subway Inn and they were both tipsy. Their clumsy walking and useless giggling had made them stumble on the sofa and before the knew it, they were kissing. They were kissing hungrily like their lives depended on it. One thing led to another and soon they had somehow managed to come into her bedroom.
Now they were both sprawled on the bed, breathing heavily after the wild, drunk sex they just had. Tyler knew that it was the raging hormones and the impatience that had led to this, but now that they were sober - at least he was - he couldn't help but think what would happen now.
"You're awfully quiet." Cassandra murmured against his skin, making him tickle.
"I'm just thinking.."
"About what?"
"About how your lips are brushing against my skin and making me lose control."
She raised her head to look up and said, "You already lost control, Chase."
He grinned and bought his lips to hers, kissing her forcefully. He flipped her around and came on top of her, kissing her jawline and descending to her neck. His mind was going crazy and he could feel the need growing again.
"You're so hot.." He growled in her ear.
"We're so drunk." She giggled and Tyler chuckled. He kissed her forehead and rolled off of her to lie beside her, resuming the position they were in before.
"Well.. We are sober now."
"Yeah, you could say that." She said and snuggled deep.
They were silent for a while before Tyler spoke. "Hey, Cass?"
"Hmm?"
"What does this mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"This. Us."
She looked up and frowned. "I don't get where you're going with this, Tyler."
"We just made love-"
"Made love??" She burst out laughing. "Jesus, you're making it sound so lovey-dovey. We just had sex. Simple."
He was stunned by her words, but didn't show it. "Okay, fine, we just had sex. But now what? Where will this lead?"
She raised her eyebrows and her lips curved into a naughty smile.
"This will probably lead to.." She raised herself up to reach his ear and whispered, "Round 2."
He smirked and trailed his hand across her back, already starting to fantasize about how much more amazing the second time would be. "I'd like that, but, I meant what's gonna happen to us now?"
She kissed his chest and trailed toward his neck, planting kisses all the way through, making him moan. "We'll... Go back.. to.. our normal lives... No biggie." She said in between kisses.
He couldn't grasp the fact that she was so unconcerned about all this. Here he was, thinking this might lead to something, and she was ready to dismiss it all.
"I thought it meant something." He blurted as he lost his patience. "I thought that this would lead to something special, that it would mean to you as much as it meant to me."
She moved back and brought her face at his level. "Well, at least now you know how Jeanine felt."
Her words sent a shiver down his spine. They were harsh, but had the utmost truth in them. For he had once ignored a girl's feelings and made her feel worthless. Quite how Cassandra made him feel right now.
He couldn't say anything, because he didn't have anything to say. So she bought her lips to his ear and softly said, "Wake up, Tyler. Wake up."