It took a few minutes for us to hail a cab and it was confirmed that Scott was staying over at Daphne's. I knew not to invest too much in Daphne’s relationship’s but I was hoping that she and Scott would get together. As I finally pushed them both into the cab I tried pulling the door shut. When I met resistance I looked back and saw Mark climbing in behind me. He had on a huge grin. "I thought since you were going my way we might as well share a cab." He said it to no one particular because Daphne and Scott were still completely entangled.
As Daph was peppering Scott's neck with kisses, he pushed his hand towards Mark and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Scott. I'm a good friend of Daphne's."
Mark accepted his hand. His grin turned wicked and he said, "Hi, I'm Mark. I'm a good friend of Lennie's." Luckily Daphne was too involved in what she was doing to understand his implications.
Daphne gave Scott a nipple twister. "I'll show you a good friend." And with that it practically turned x rated. When we got to Daph's apartment she and Scott crawled out of the cab. Scott turned to Mark, "will you make sure Len gets home okay?" He attempted to reach for his wallet, but before Scott could fish it from his pocket, Daphne pulled him towards her stoop.
Mark closed the cab door and yelled out the window. "Will do. And don't worry I got it boss." I was relieved that Daphne had been too drunk and preoccupied to figure out that Mark was coming home with me. Before the cab pulled away from the curb I saw Daphne's head pop back out and wag her finger at me. I knew that I had been caught.
The drive from Daphne’s stoop to mine is barely a block and Mark turned to me quickly. "You have five seconds to decide if you are inviting me up tonight."
"If I say no will you go back to Kiera?" I joked...well kind of.
He looked hurt. "No. I'll just go home, alone. In the dark." He made a puppy dog face. I wanted to say yes but I was worried about running into Vinnie.
I sighed and let my drunk irrational self make up my mind. "Fine, you can come up."
Mark gave me another wicked grin. "Don't sound too happy about it."
By the time I made my decision the cab had come to a stop outside my apartment. We climbed out of the cab and Mark paid the driver. We walked up to the door and I fumbled for the keys. The front door automatically locks after midnight. This is the city that never sleeps so if you are in my building and want a late night booty call you have to walk down the steps to unlock the front door. You can’t even buzz them in after midnight. Luckily for me I was never a booty call kind of girl.
We walked up the three stories holding hands. I was trying to be as quiet as possible. When we walked into my apartment I turned to close the door and Mark tugged on my wrist and as soon as I spun around he kissed me. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me towards him. I lifted my arms up and placed them around his neck and played with his hair. After a few minutes he pulls away and smiles at me. “I’ve been waiting hours to do that.”
“Oh yea, to me or to Kiera.” I smirked.
He looked in my face to see if there was any part of me that seemed threatened by Kiera but he saw nothing. He reached out and tapped my nose. “Next time we will skip the bar and just come back here.” He turned and headed back towards my room.
I could feel myself suffocating because I knew I wasn’t ready for that. “Where are you going?” I barely squeaked.
“I am just going to hit the head and then I’ll be back.” He laughed. “Don’t miss me too much.”
I let out a sigh of relief. I pulled open my fridge and found a Twisted Tea all the way in the back from who knows when and cracked it open. I walked over to the couch and flicked on the television. There was absolutely nothing on this late so I left it on some cheesy horror movie playing on Chiller.
Mark made his way out of the bathroom and sat down next to me. He sat there with this look on his face that told me there was a hundred different things he wanted to be doing with me right now and watching a movie wasn’t one of them. Before I could even think of saying something sarcastic he was in front of me, kissing me.
He pulled me into him. He kissed me hard and nibbled on my bottom lip. He put his hands on either side of my face but quickly let them drop to my chest. He cupped my breast momentarily as he opened my mouth with his. He moved his hands to my waist and held tight onto me. He pushed my shirt up and rubbed his hands all over my skin. His hands felt warm on my back and stomach. I felt hot and I couldn’t tell if it was from the drinking or from Mark.
As if he could read my mind Mark pulls my shirt up over my head. I sat there in my bra and he looked me up and down. The look of want on his face was confusing to me considering he has seen me naked tons of times already. I couldn’t help but ask. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
I noticed his face was red. I couldn’t tell how long it had been that way. I couldn’t tell if I had caused it. “Like what?” He spoke the words still making eye contact but his hands had already started to roam again.
I didn’t make him stop because I liked the way it felt. “You are looking at me like it’s the first time you’ve seen me without a shirt on.” I pulled one of his hands off my body and kissed his palm.
He moved the hand I just kissed to cradle my face and he spoke. The way he spoke I knew he was speaking the truth. "I've seen Ginger take her clothes off for other men. I've seen Ginger when she was naked for them. This is the first time I've ever seen you shirtless. And this time it's actually for me." He looked at me like he was truly seeing me.
He moved his hand that was cupping my face. He ran his thumb over my lips. I looked into his face and saw he was still staring at them. I kissed his thumb. I placed my hand on top of his and moved his thumb in between my lips. I sucked on the tip of the thumb and I could immediately tell by his reaction that he liked it. I nibbled it gently and he let out a moan. Next thing I know he was kissing me again. He was gently pushing me down onto the couch so he was on top of me. He had positioned himself in between my legs and he was kissing my neck.
I pulled at the bottom of his shirt and I pulled it over his head. I let it fall from my hands onto my floor. His skin felt so hot against mine. His weight on top of me made me feel safe. He was pushing himself into me and his hands were exploring my body. I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. I couldn't think straight all I could think about was how good everything he was doing felt.
Before I could realize what was happening my bra was tossed to the floor. His kisses were everywhere now and I wasn't sure what I was doing. He was kissing my stomach and I was suddenly aware of how naked I was. I could hear him unzipping my pants and it snapped me back to reality. I reached down and placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him away from my body. I sat up and he sat back on his heels looking at me. "I'm sorry." I tried to cover myself with my arms. "This is just a little too fast for me." I wasn't sure what his reaction was going to be. He probably thinks I'm acting immature but I don't care, drunk or not I can't make myself do something I know I'd regret.
Mark reached out and rubbed my arm reassuringly. "Don't be sorry. How about we just get some sleep?"
Before I could come up with an excuse as to why we can't go into my room he had both of us laid down on the couch. I had my back to him and he was holding me. "Uh I'm completely topless here."
He put his mouth to my ear, "I am too."
"You know that's not the same." I was just happy that he was behind me so he could no longer see my chest.
"Here I'll fix it." He moved his hand to palm my whole breast.
I squirmed to try to wiggle out of his grasp and I could hear him groan. "I wouldn't move like that if you want me to leave you alone."
It took my drunken mind a few seconds to understand what he was saying. "Oh." I laid there frozen. "Well, how about we just get some sleep."
Mark sighed in agreement and nuzzled the back of my neck once again holding my chest. I realized that had been his intentions all along.