Chapter 8 Too Drunk To Care

• I was walking past the seas of people, trying to find my way to the kitchen for another drink. I observed the people on the dance floor grinding on each other. I raised my drink to my lips and gulped it down in one go. The taste of vodka was really strong; I had no idea it would be this powerful.
• I don't remember how many drinks I drank, but one thing is for sure: I was completely wasted. I moved to the dance floor, swaying my body, not giving a damn about anyone.
• I knew Maddie was safe with Dylan, so I didn't need to worry. I kept on dancing with another drink in my hand and in total control of my body until I felt a hand sneak up, wrapping itself around my waist.
• My back pressed against a hard chest, I took in the muscular scent of the person behind me, loving the feel of his hand on me. I continued to sway my body, grinding my ass on his lower region, and I felt his excitement.
• "Damn princess, you feel so good." I knew that voice, but my head was too buzzed to think about it.
• His hand, which was on my waist, trailed down my thigh in a tantalising way, sending tingles down my spine. I kept grinding on him like there was no tomorrow, moving to the beat of the song.
• Turning to face him, my light honey-brown eyes locked with his green eyes, making my breath hitch. I didn't know if I liked the way he was close to me; his proximity was giving me an unsettling feeling I couldn't pin down.
• Hayden King.
• His muscular scent kept on engulfing me as I took a whiff of his pleasant smell once again. His head began to deepen down my face, and his pupil already dilated as his eyes shifted from my lips to my eyes.
• My mind was telling me no, but my body wasn’t listening to my brain. His lips pressed against my neck, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses in their paths, causing me to tilt my head, giving him further access. I felt him grin against my skin as his hand travelled down to grip my ass.
• He grinds into me, and through his pants, I can feel his erection.
• "I’ve got a room here; let's take this upstairs. Only if you want to." His voice was deep and raspy, and I could feel his breath fan against my face. I glance into his eyes again.
• The lust, the want, the desire.
• I admit, he was hot as fuck; there was no denying it. Even right now, he looks amazing.
• I nodded my head slightly, and he took my hands, and we headed up the stairs to an empty room. I followed him up the stairs, stumbling.
• We were both drunk off our asses as we went into a room with a dim light, making it possible for us to see each other. I heard the sound of the door being locked.
• Hayden pulled me to him, closing the distance between us, and his lips melded with mine, and I enjoyed every moment of it. He gripped the back of my neck and tilted my head a bit more up to him as he feasted on my lips. He bit my lower lip, and I gasped against his mouth.
• His tongue darted inside my mouth, exploring every inch and sending sparks down my body. Making my core clench. Before I could fully enjoy the kiss, Hayden pulled away, taking a step back.
• "If you want me to stop, say it right now," He said softly, his eyes boring into mine.
• My mind kept screaming at me to stop and think this through. This wasn't right, but my body had a mind of its own.
• Slowly, I took a step forward, stumbling a little as I stood on my toes to kiss him.
• Hayden's lips connected with mine once again, and my mind was clouded with lust. I forgot all about the next morning and the consequences this night might bring.
• I tugged on his shirt to pull it off, and he broke the kiss, pulling his shirt off, leaving his muscular body on full display. I ran my hand through his toned muscles, feeling their hardness.
• "Like what you see." He asked me, biting down on my neck softly.
• "What if I do?" I muttered, but it came out more like a moan.
• His fingers fiddled with the zip of my dress, pulling it off and leaving me with my black bra and pants. His hands traced down my body; he was playing with my nipple through the thin fabric of the bra. I moaned, tugging at Hayden's hair while his hands roamed over my body.
• He grabbed my ass, hoisting me up, and I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, his growing bulge pressing against my wet fold.