Mask

Chapter 2

My smile got brighter as he interlaced our fingers and I gently pulled him towards the couch, which surprisingly was vacant. Considering the situation, I would have thought that the couch would have been occupied as well, lucky for me, it wasn’t.

“This is kind of loud,” He said, sounding a lot less nervous than I felt the moment we sat down.

Inwardly I was screaming at myself to get the hell away from this guy, he was bad news; however, I couldn’t move, instead I said, “I know but I just met you, and like I said earlier I am not the kind of girl that comes to places like these,” I reminded him, again he smiled that perfect smile instantly drawing my eyes to his lips I wonder what they taste like. I thought, then forced that thought out of my head, allowing my eyes to drift back towards his. They were a piercing gray that I swore could see straight through me.

“Ever played 21 questions?” He suddenly asked, with that seductive tone.

“Why?” I asked, innocently while secretly hoping that he would forget about this game and want to play truth or dare.

“Why not? I think it would be a great way to get to know each other. Unless you want to do something else,” he said, studying my reaction.

I flushed at the thought, yes I want to do something else with you I thought “No 21 questions is fine,” I said trying not to give myself away and grateful that the room was dark and I was wearing a mask so he couldn’t see how hot he made me.

“Good, I’ll start. Is that your real voice?” he asked.

“You’ll never know. Why are you here?” I shot back.

He chuckled, “Same as you, peer pressure. My best friend asked me to be his wing man and he ditched me for some girl five minutes ago. Where are you from?”

“Albuquerque. You?”

“Miami. Why are you here?”

“Why am I where?”

“Miami?”

“Visiting family before college, starts.”

“Aw college girl. What state?”

“California, I leave tomorrow,” I said, feeling a little upset that I’d have to leave after meeting someone worth talking to.

“Tomorrow? Why so soon?” he asked, and I swore I could hear a bit of disappointment in his voice.

“I’ve been here the entire summer so it’s not really earlier, plus if I don’t leave tomorrow, I won’t be able to make it to orientation. I was supposed to go back today, but I talked my dad into staying longer. What about you, are you in college or working? Please don’t tell me you’re still in high school.” I said, freaking out a little, then he laughed and raised my hand that I forgot was still interlaced with his.

“I’m not in high school, graduated two years ago. I will be a sophomore this year. Let me guess, freshman?” he asked nailing it.

I smiled, and could feel the warmth on my face as he played with my hand, “Yes I graduated back in May,” I said trying to concentrate on everything but the way his touch was making me feel.

“Would you like to go someplace quieter I’m kind of tired of screaming at you over the music,” he said. His request was sensible, but I knew going anywhere with him would be a mistake; however, I stood up and allowed him to lead me upstairs and towards a door, that I knew I shouldn’t go into. I had no idea what I was thinking. In fact, I couldn’t think, only feel. And what I felt in that moment was that burning desire I had heard so many of my friends talk about. I had never felt that strongly for my boyfriend back home, but with this perfect stranger, I felt the need to forget my principles and allow him to do with my body as he pleased.

Not another word was spoken as he opened the door in front of us revealing a moon lit room, but it was still dark enough that I couldn’t see a thing.

“I can turn on the light if you want,” he said, but I could tell without looking at him that he didn’t want to. I didn’t want him to. I wanted to keep the mystery of that night and I knew that turning on the light would eliminate that. So, I shook my head no then entered the room with him behind me. My heart was beating a mile a minute as I suspected him to attack me just as the door closed and I released his hand.

Do I really want that? I thought frantically then shook my head no. I wanted to leave before he touched me, but at the same time I wanted his hands to do more than just hold mine. Maybe foreplay or a hot make out session.

“You can sit down I think there was a chair or bed when I opened the door,” He said, sounding further away than I thought he’d be, suddenly making me feel disappointed.

Confused I walked straight until I found a bed and sat down. I then heard him join me. Even though I couldn’t see his face, I could still feel his eyes staring at me. Only he was too much of a gentleman to try anything.

“Better?” I heard him ask.

“Not really, but I do prefer the quiet,” I admitted.

“I offered to turn on the light,” he reminded me making me feel embarrassed and flustered.

“True, but I like the dark, and I don’t have to talk to you with this mask on,” I said, as I removed my mask.

“We could've done that in the light,” he said seductively. I don’t know why but for some reason being in the dark with him made me feel more alive than I thought possible. Maybe it was because no one could see and therefore there would be no judgement or maybe it was because of the company, either way I was sure I wasn’t leaving that room a virgin.

“Wasn’t it your turn to ask a question,” I asked, returning the conversation back to our game.

“If I kiss you would you stop me?” he asked.

My heart was beaten so fast and so loud, I couldn’t hear anything over it; however, I still managed to say, “You want to kiss me?

“I want to do more than kiss you, but I’m not the kind of guy who’d force a woman. So, I’ll ask again, If I kissed you, would you stop me?”

He was closer I could feel his hand on my thigh, and I wanted it to be much higher, but I was scared. I didn’t know him, and I had never been with anyone before so I said, “I don’t know, I’ve never done this before.”

“Been with a stranger in a dark room?” he teased.

“That and…” my voice trailed off, suddenly I felt embarrassed that I didn’t listen to my ex and have s*x with him.

“Oh, you’re a virgin,” he said, removing his hand and in a softer tone.

“Yeah,” I said, dryly. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, each of us trying to figure out what to say to the other. Okay you had your fun now get out before you do something you'll probably regret. I thought. But no one would know and he is so nice. I thought. Who cares if he is nice, anything could happen? Don’t do anything just thank him for the time and leave. I told myself.

After the longest few minutes of my life he said, “That’s good you made it out of high school with your virginity intact, not a lot of girls can do that,” he said, sounding impressed and surprising me.

A smile flushed across my face, “Thanks, most people have a problem with it,” I said, remembering the conversation I had with my ex before dumping him and flying to Miami.

“Let me guess, ex?” he asked, again nailing it.

I shook my head Yes out of habit. It was something I always did even when no one could see me, “Yes, but I don’t want to talk about him. I’m more interested in you,” I said, slowly inching my way towards his voice. My hand missing the feeling of his.

“Me?” he asked, with a chuckle.

“Yeah, tell me more about you,” I said.

“See now you’re crossing the line, no intimate details,” he reminded me. His voice returning to that of a seducer.

“True,” I said, after finding his hand in the dark then using it to stand up.

“Are you regretting keeping the light off, if you want, we can turn it on and keep talking,” he said.

“Nope I actually prefer the dark, it makes things a lot easier,” I said, as I spread my legs over where I assumed his were then thankfully was able to sit down on his lap in full straddle.

“Oh, I didn’t expect this,” He said, as he brought his hands up to my back wrapping me in his arms. “You want me to be your first?” He asked, through what sounded like a smile.

“Depends, do you want to be my first?” I asked, seductively. I had no idea what I was doing. My mind had checkout, my libido was doing all the thinking for me. And it didn’t help that I could feel his length underneath me pressing firmly against my s*x trying to find a way in and making me even wetter. So I decided to throw caution to the wind and give into that wild animal I had been trying to tame ever since I bumped into him.