Chapter 116
Scott's POV
At this point, I'm breathless.
Kyrah is leaving me breathless literally! Not only with her beauty, but also with her body. We've danced for God-knows how long and her movement only gets intense the more the alcohol takes over her senses. She keeps requesting for the same song over and over. Girl like me is playing again.
The heat that's been radiating between the two of us the entire night is electric and I don't want it to end. I wish that I could have this moment for life! I never knew she could dance like this, as much as I know she's under the influence of alcohol, so am I, because I drank more than I usually do but I'm just a little tipsy.
Our bodies are in sync, just like everybody else's and every time she throws her behind against my crotch, I die inwardly. I love it. Fuck! I love her but I respect her too, so I'll ensure that she doesn't do anything stupid, that we, don't do anything stupid. But for now, let me seize the moment.
It's already later than 3am and people started leaving an hour ago. I can spot a few people who aren't close friends dancing around, Maeve and her guy left together with Tyler and the girl he was flirting and dancing with all night. Caught him groping her ass a number of times and it was damn funny and cringy as hell. Jim is nowhere to be seen and his brother is still on the turntables with two ladies staring dreamily at him. Wren and Vic are cuddled up on one corner dancing and Kye and Roxy head up towards us.
"Damn! Stone, look at the two of you–" Roxy starts talking but I'm in no mood for her playful banter. Kyrah leans against me and I can tell she's exhausted and super drunk.
"Oh no, not tonight." I smile at Roxy.
"Alright, we'll be in the guest room for the night. No disturbance and take care of Kyrah, she doesn't look so good," she says. "You okay?" she asks Kyrah.
"Never felt this good in years! I'm..." she pauses and giggles. "I'm super intoxicated, whoop! I need another drink." She snatches Roxy's drink and drinks the half filled, red party cup.
"Girl! Tonight was a wild one. Scott, you've got this, right?" Roxy asks.
"Yeah. I guess it's time we stopped dancing. I think I burned way too many calories tonight," I joke.
We all laugh and Roxy and Kye walk away. Suddenly, Kyrah looses her balance but I catch her before she hits the floor.
When Tim notices, he turns down the music a little bit.
"Alright guys, party's over!" Tim announces.
"Ah! Come on! Why do all the good parties end so fast?" A random drunk guy says, staggering out of the house.
As I carry Kyrah, Tim stops me.
"Is she okay?" he asks.
"Yeah. She's just drunk. Err... you don't have to go with your stuff right now, you could come later tomorrow and we'll help you carry them, the speakers, decks, everything," I tell him as Kyrah yells in my arms.
"Whoo! Greatest... party ever!" She hiccups.
"Okay, cool," he says and chuckles when he looks at Kyrah and I carry her up the stairs to my room. I lay her on the bed and move to the door and lock it.
"Scott," she whispers and it takes me two large strides to get to her.
"I'm right here," I whisper back. She opens her eyes and they meet mine, her pupils are dilated. Then she places a palm on my face and gently caresses me. The feeling of her soft palm sends micro electric sparks all over my body.
"Bathroom," she says.
"What?" I ask.
"Take me to the–" she doesn't finish her sentence and I lift her again and rush to the bathroom and I place her next to the toilet. Two seconds later she hurls into the bowl as I hold her hair.
"You drank too much. I'll go get you some water," I say, once she's done vomiting. I rush downstairs to the kitchen and back with a glass of water which she drinks.
"Come on, you need to brush your teeth," I tell her and she grimaces in protest.
"I'm so..." she yawns, "Tired."
"You have to. I still have the spare toothbrush you once used when you slept over," I say as I lift her up. She staggers for a moment and then she nods. I hand her the toothbrush and tooth paste, and we both brush our teeth as I'm holding on to her tightly. She looks at the mirror in front of us and smiles.
"It was a wild night. The best night of my life," she says when we're done brushing our teeth.
I carry her to the bed and place her carefully on it. Her eyes are closed already. She looks tired, but she's still gorgeous as ever. I caress her cheek with my thumb and stare at her beautiful body lying in my bed.
"Goodnight, Kyrah," I say but she doesn't respond. She passed out.
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