You Can Call me

6 : "Doses & Mimosas"

Gage grabs two square-shaped glasses, placing some ice in it and started pouring some Johnnie Walker. We drank it together too and I didn't know that Gage Stockholm was a massive alcohol drinker. I don't remember if Monique didn't tell me about this or maybe I missed hearing this one out or maybe she forgot to mention it but I was surprised that Gage Stockholm loves to drink.

"One more?" He asks.

I whooped. "Pour it up." I dared.

He refills my glass and his glass again. We clinked our glasses and chugged it all down. I think my face grimaced because of the after taste.

Gage chuckles. "I love that face you make when you drink strong liquor." He says.

I cough once. "I feel my throat burning."

I stand from my bar stool and walked around the counter, standing next to him.

"Teach me how to mix drinks." I tell him.

"I'm not good. I only know the basics."

"It's ok. I just wanna know the basics so I can show it off to my friends." I smiled.

"Alright. I'll teach you something I know other than Bloody Mary." He says.

I'm all pumped now. "What's it called?"

"French 75."

I smiled even though I don't know that drink. "But before we start, let's put some music on." He tells me.

He grabs a small remote and turned on the huge music player. A soothing sound of an old school-ish type of song begins. It sounded heavenly, it was something I would just listen to on Sundays for a chill weekend. Honestly I was even beginning to sway my hips a little with the song.

Don't get me started love

I've had too much to drink

Had too much time to think

So leave me alone

My head moved to Gage and he was also swaying his head with the song. "That's something to put me in the mood." He smiles.

He begins to open the fridge and the drawers, "We need a gin, some sugar, champagne or some sparkling wine, and garnish like a long thin lemon spiral and a cocktail cherry."

When we got everything we needed, I watch as Gage do his thing with the cocktail shaker. He filled it with ice, then placed the gin, lemon juice, and sugar in. He begins to teach me how to shake the cocktail shaker too and our hands were even holding onto each other. I wasn't even trying to take advantage of it but our hands were always touching and holding onto each other even if I didn't mean it to.

When our drinks were ready, I quickly took a photo of it from Gage's phone since he told me to. He was busy looking for something inside a drawer that was far from the mini bar. When he got back to where I was, he handed me an iPhone charger. I quickly felt immensely happy!

"You better charge your phone up so you can call your friend in a bit." He tells me.

I thanked him again and again for it. He's a lifesaver. I plugged the charger right away and began to charge my phone so at least I can tell Monique to join us. I'm sure she will love my surprise to her that I'm spending the night with Gage instead of enjoying the party downstairs. I walk back to Gage over the mini bar while he begins to make me another cocktail.

We made a few actually, we made Margarita, Daiquiri, Sazerac which failed in appearance, Vieux Carré, Mai Tai and Tequila Sunrise that didn't look that good either. We drank all of the cocktails that we made and I think Gage had placed huge amounts of alcohol on it since I'm beginning to feel dizzier than a while ago.

I found myself sitting on the floor, drunk, as I rested my elbow on top of the bed. I was sitting on the floor with Gage sitting right across me. Yes, we're drunk. Super drunk, even. But we didn't really care how drunk we were because we enjoyed spending our time together even if it was just the two of us. We've been talking about a lot of random things that we could possibly think of and we kept on laughing.

I was having a great time with Gage.

"So.." I snapped. "I have a question for you Gage." I added. I actually called him Gage, like I've known him for so long.

"Ask me anything." He mumbles, as he takes the can of beer that was next to him.

"How many times have you... Have you done this to your women?" I ask.

His brows furrowing. "Done what?"

"This." I say.

I watch him as he takes a drink from his beer. "Drinking with women?" He asks.

"You know, the things we did tonight. Like mixing drinks. Skinny dipping in a pool with no lights on. Having a one on one drinking with the opposite sex." I say.

"Well..." He clears his throat. "I've never tried having a one on one drinking session with a woman before. And that's a fact."

I arched an eyebrow. "You're lying."

"I'm not. I swear to God I'm not. I've tried drinking, but not with a woman alone."

I stare into his green eyes and I think he's telling the truth. "I'm not lying." He adds.

"But do you take your women alone in one room like this?" I ask him.

Why am I being confident now to ask him such questions? I thought to myself.

He just smiles.

"You don't need to answer that. I can see your answer from your smile." I tell him.

"What? I'm just smiling." He answers.

We begin to grow quiet and we just stared at each other silently. I can't help not get intimidated by Gage with the way he looks at me. His long curly hair is now dry and the more I look at him, I noticed that he had little pimples on his forehead. It made me realize one thing. He's just like me. He also gets pimples like me. He's just normal like me. That he's like any other normal human beings who has imperfections unlike those other celebrities who makes sure their faces are as perfect as they are in magazines.

He sits here on the carpeted floor with me like he's not someone famous. He acts like he's not worth millions and billions of euros. He's very simple and I'm truly amazed by how simple he is. He makes me feel like I've known him forever.

"What are you thinking right now?" He asks. "You look serious staring at me."

I smirk. "I'm just amazed by you."

"Amazed by me?" His brows are creasing now. "Why?"

"Because you're so simple." I answer right away. "You're so famous but you're so Scanty. You're so humble. I've never met anyone as humble as you. Everybody knows you yet here you are sitting with a girl like me on a carpeted floor."

He chuckles. "Can't celebrities sit on carpeted floors?"

"I don't know. A lot of celebrities won't do this because carpets are dust magnets."

He laughs. "Dust magnets."

I smile.

"Well, I'm pretty much normal like you. I do the same things you do. I get drunk, I commit mistakes, I puke, I've pissed on my pants, I've done so many wrong things, I've been dumped by a few women before, I've lied, I take s**t every day." He says while laughing softly.

I join him in laughing too.

"It still amazes me. You're so huge yet you're so humble. Not all celebrities are like that." I tell him.

He smiles. "My mum has always taught me to stay grounded no matter how far I'll go." He tells me.

All of a sudden, we noticed that we've already emptied our drinks. I glance at the clock, it's already 2AM. I move my head back to Gage and he's just looking at me.

"I can't keep my hands to myself." He says.

My heart begins to race fast the second he starts to move closer. I froze from where I sat while he was still leaning closer. My eyes dropped to his lips and they were parted. My eyes moved up to his luring eyes, and his green eyes were looking at me as if they were telling me that he wants to kiss me. I was absentmindedly biting my lower lip.

"I know I promised you I won't touch you but just let me hold you." He adds.

His thumb pressed against my chin now and I already feel him breathing on my face. I think my heart starts to beat even faster. I think my mind is going crazy, I can't even think straight now. All I want to do is to kiss Gage. I wanna feel his lips on mine. I wanna kiss him so hard.

"Your lip." He tells me. "I've been always wanting to kiss them the second you drank the first drink I gave you a while ago at the kitchen." He continues.

I lick my lips.

"Fuck.." He curses softly as he bites his lower lip briefly. "You're making my boxer brief feel a bit tighter."

Ah s**t Gage.

"I-I'm... I'm nervous." I stutter.

"Why? You haven't kissed a man before?"

"I've had. But not with a famous man."

He chuckles.

"And it's been seven months since I've kissed someone." I shied away.

"You're making me want to kiss you even more then." He says.

My breathing hitched.

We stare at each other and I think my eyes are already begging him to kiss me but I just can't say it straight to his face. I'm too embarrassed to be prank about it. I'm too embarrassed to admit to myself that I want him to kiss me. Hard.

"Argh fuck.. I can't help it." He says before he dives in and plants his lips on my lips.

My eyes widens as I feel his lips beginning to move now. My lips aren't still moving because I can't believe Gage is actually kissing me. I'm bewitched by how great he is kissing me. I'm exhilarated by how it felt to be kissed by Gage Stockholm. Never in my dream did I ever wanted to be kissed by someone as huge as Gage. Maybe it's been my dream to be kissed by Zac Efron, Dave Franco, Alex Pettyfer and maybe Theo James.

But no, I'm kissed by Gage. The Gage Stockholm from Silver Spade that my best friend has been crazy about for five years.

It's been so long since I've kissed someone and I've been longing to be kissed like this for so long. But this kiss felt so much more than the last time I kissed my ex-boyfriend. It felt more deep. More sensual. More intense. More steamy. Gage's kiss started slow and sensual but then he begins to kiss me torridly. Hungrily.

Now his hands are moving around my body. He begins to unbuckle the locks of my jumper and I was letting him do it. I think the alcohol was making me feel horny as hell. I was even pushing his bathrobe off from his shoulders while our lips were still attached to each other.

He effortlessly carries me and placed me on top of the bed. I don't know where we are going to end this but my body feels hot and I know that I only want one thing tonight even though I know it's wrong.

Gage takes off his bathrobe and throws it to the floor as he quickly pulled my jumper off from my legs then left me with my panty on. Thank god I wore a baby pink colored laced underwear. He looks at me hungrily for a second then I voluntarily take off my crop top from me.

"Oh f**k. You're so hot." He tells me.

He quickly unbuckles his belt and takes off his pants from him, throwing it to the floor. I can already see himself growing hard against his boxer brief.

Oh s**t that bulge looks big.

He begins to unclasp my bra and pulled if off from me. "Look at you." He commented as he looks at me while holding a grip tight on my breasts.

I moaned.

Then he kisses my inner thighs and the way his lips gives me feather-like kisses makes me feel even more horny. I feel his lips now close to kissing my s*x while his hands were busy pulling off my underwear from me. I pulled my hips off from the bed while he takes my underwear from me. Now I'm completely naked.

He sticks his tongue against my nub and begins to work his way with my s*x using his mouth and his tongue. I feel him eating me and it felt so f*****g great. It's been a long while since someone ate me and Gage's skillful tongue is so so good that I think it's driving me nuts. Suddenly he inserted two fingers inside me as it gives heavier pleasure than a while ago.

Oh f**k. This is great. I can't put my words straight because of the pleasure that's already consuming all of me.

Seeing his head in between my thighs is something very unexpected. The way his eyes are closed as he eats me is hot. The way I feel his long tongue licking me so great sends bolts into my brain that makes me lose the ability to think straight. The way his fingers goes in and out of me and the sensual its giving me is mind-blowing. My body is exploding. It's a feeling of highly concentrated pleasure focused in one small region of my body.

He pulled his eyes to me and looks at me hungrily. He's watching me eagerly as I convulse myself while he eats me. f**k, those green eyes are looking at me hungrily. I think I'm going insane because his tongue is so great at what he's doing.

I gasped while I grabbed onto his hair.

"Yes baby. Come for me." He says sexily.

I let myself go while he watches me. Then he begins to pull his boxer briefs off me.

To be honest, I've never seen a huge erected length like that. Wow, he's really big and hard. I'm not exaggerating things right now and I know I haven't seen a real p***s for seven months now but I know a huge d**k when I see one. And Gage's d**k is long and huge.

He's really enormously gifted.

He has it all.

I watch him as he strokes himself and all of a sudden I remember that he's Gage.

He's Gage Stockholm.

He was about to put his tip inside but I quickly stopped him by holding onto his shoulders. "We shouldn't be doing this."

He looked at me confusingly. "Why?"

"I... I..." I stammer. "I haven't done one night stands before." I admitted.

He exhales heavily. "Then you can try it now." He tells me.

"First time with me." He adds.

"It's been my rule. I don't do one night stands. I'm sorry. I think we're just carried away because of the drinks we've had." I say embarrassingly as I look away.

He sighs as he sits next to me. I think he was a bit depressed that I stopped him from having s*x with him. I didn't mean to stop him but I was just scared. Fear came first. I was too nervous to have s*x with him. Of course I wanted this. Of course I wanted to have s*x because it's been seven months since I've had s*x. I feel like I'm a virgin again before he fingered me but I'm not ready for this tonight.

We're still naked but he remains quiet.

"I'm sorry." I say.

Suddenly he pulls the blanket and covered my naked body. "There." He tells me.

"You don't have to be sorry." He looks at me while smiling. "Don't be sorry because you stopped me from having s*x with you."

"But you--"

"It's fine." He cuts me off. "I had a great night spent with you anyways. It doesn't mean we have to end the night with sex."

I watch as Gage picks his boxer brief and wears it again. "How about we sleep the night away instead?" He asks.

I remained silent.

He sits back next to me and handed my panty. "Here."

I accepted it then wore it again. I watch him as he walks to the mini bar and grabbed something. He walks back to the bed and handed me his shirt.

"So you won't feel cold." He adds.

"Thank you." I answer.

"Mind if I sleep next to you?" He asks.

I nod while putting his shirt on me.

He's still nice after I rejected him to have s*x with me. I think I hurt his ego.

He lays beside me and I share the blanket with him. He shifts to face me.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

I nod. "Are you?"

He nods as he leans closer to me then kissed my forehead. "Of course." He says.

"Goodnight." He half smiles.