Party in the N.Y.C.A Chapter by Alice KingsleyThey arrive at NY and get a hotel. But what if they discover a bit more than they expected to in the hotel? What happens if it gets out of hand?The trip
to New York really wasn’t that long. Granted, with all of us in the car
together time did fly by pretty quickly. All we had to do was get on I-95 then,
somewhere around Philadelphia got onto I-295. We got there by like, 9pm, so the
first thing we did was find a hotel close to Central Park. So when the concert
came around in 2 days we wouldn’t have that far to go. We ended up staying at
Hotel Carter. It wasn’t the best place in the world to stay at, but it was
pretty cheap. Once we got settled in to the room, we started looking around a
little. “Guys, you will never guess what I just
found in the mini fridge!” Luke said after a few minutes of aimless searching. “What?” Alex was the first to
respond. “Like a whole f****n bunch of
booze!!” he replied eagerly. “Well, we can’t let this go to
waste, now can we?” Alex said with a grin on his face. The both simultaneously looked
over at me, noticing I hadn’t said anything yet. “What do you think Taylor?” “..I don’t know guys…” I hesitantly
said. “C’mon, what’s the worst that could
happen?” Luke replied, while opening a bottle of what seemed to be beer. He
then handed a drink to Alex, who also opened his and took a swig from it. “See? It’s fine. It’s just a little
alcohol.” Alex stated once he swallowed another sip. “Ya, I guess you guys are right.”
With that Luke tossed me a bottle, which I almost dropped. “Luke, you should
know by now, I can’t catch worth a crap.” “Clearly.” ~A few hours later~ Alex had gone out to see if he could
get anymore alcohol. We were almost out, not like it mattered much though. At
this point, all of us were wasted out of our minds. So, Alex was gone and it
was just me and Luke in the hotel room. At the moment we were sitting on one of
the beds together, just facing towards each other talking. We were getting on a
more personal level; he was asking me about my love life and other things like
that. That was one of the things I loved about Luke, he knew how to hold a
conversation, and get the other person talking. “So you’ve only dated one guy, your
whole life? I don’t believe that.” “Well it’s true. I couldn’t find
another guy to date after I broke up with him.” “HEY! What about Alex? You guys
would be cute together.” I fell back onto the bed trying to
control my laughter and Luke looked at me, with his blue eyes, like I was crazy
or something. “Why are you laughing?!” “Cuz I’ve already tried to date Alex
you doofus. He’s a great guy, but he didn’t want a relationship with me.” By now
I had slowed my laughter to nothing more than a soft chuckle every once in
awhile. All this beer really put me in a giggle sort of mood. I was propped up
on my elbow, lying down. “Well I dunno why he wouldn’t want
to date you. You’re awesome, and pretty. Really you are, he’s dumb.” While he
was saying this Luke was looking me right in the eyes. My hazel eyes locked
with his blue ones, and I could tell he wasn’t lying. Maybe a little alcohol
was a good thing. He then propped himself up, like how I was sitting, parallel to
me. “Oh, really now?” “Yes, really. I wonder how much
longer Alex will be gone.” I saw Luke’s eyes shift to the door, then back to
mine. He started to lean in towards me. When our lips touched, it was like
heaven. Not like he was “The One” or anything, but it felt amazing. He really
knew how to kiss. His tongue moved across my bottom lip for while, wanting
entrance, until I finally granted it to him. Our tongues collided, fighting for
dominance over each other. He wrapped his free hand around my waist, pulling me
closer to him. I put my free hand around his neck, and gripped a handful of his
hair in my hand. I never wanted this kiss to end. I had disregarded everything around
us. There was nothing around us, except the bed. The bed was most definitely
there. Besides that it was just me and him; no one else. I untangled my hand
from his hair and lightly pushed on his shoulder, causing him to fall onto his
back. When that happened our kiss had broke. He looked up at me, his eyes full
of lust and curiosity, one of his eyebrows raised questioningly. I winked at
him, and then got on top of him. I leaned down and began the kiss again. I reached
for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up. The kiss was only broken for yet
another second, to get the shirt over his head, I didn’t even give him time to
say anything before my lips were back on his. He lightly pushed me away and I stopped
kissing him. He looked down at his bare chest then back up at me, “like what
you see?” “Yeah.” I said softly. My finger
traced the faint line of what could be abs, if he exercised more. Then I looked
back up at him and he was smiling at me. Luke reached for the edge of my shirt and
pulled it up and over my head. I had my black bra on, which I quickly covered
up. “Don’t hide.” With that he pulled my
hands away, and just looked at my chest, his finger tracing the outline of my
breasts. Luke put his hands back around my waist and pulled me down into
another kiss. This one seemed more intimate and passionate than the others. A
light growl escaped from his lips when my fingers reached the button of his
pants. I sat back up and he stared at me eagerly, waiting for more. I went back
to tracing the lines of his chest. “You little tease.” Luke said, and stuck his
tongue out at me. “Don’t stick your tongue out if you don’t
know how to use it.” “Oh, I know how to use it.” He
flipped me over so he was hovering over top of me now. Luke ended up getting
both of my hands into the grip of one of his hands, above my head. “Would you
like some proof?” I was seconds away from nodding my
head when suddenly, Alex walked in the door, with two cases of beer in his hand.
“WHAT
THE F**K LUKE!!! YOU KNEW I LOVED HER AND YOU DID THIS TO ME!?!” © 2014 Alice KingsleyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlice KingsleyMattaponi, VAAboutI'm a dreamer, I love to write and read and draw. I like rock music, I'm sarcastic most of the time. I express my self through my writing and drawing, it helps me cope with things or get things out th.. more..Writing
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