Consequences

" Please Samantha, last week you promised you would go with me," Becca says, sitting next to me on the double bed.

" I know I promised, but now I don't want to go anymore," I try to explain, which will be difficult since she never gives up what she wants.

" Then tell me why you don't want to go anymore? If you give me a valid and convincing explanation, I'll stop bothering you and give up going," she says. I don't really have an explanation, a real reason. I just don't want to go, I've never been good at these kinds of parties because I always end up drinking too much and making some stupid mistake that in the end I regret and makes my father go away for good.

" I'm not feeling well, that's all," I say and get a doubtful look.

" I don't know why I haven't found it convincing yet," says my friend.

" You're not going to give up, are you, Becca," I say and let out a short sigh.

" Not ever!" she laughs, making me roll my eyes.

" All right," I say finally.

" What? Really? " she asks excitedly.

" Yes, Rebecca, I'm going to this crappy party! Satisfied?" I say to her as I get out of bed and head for the bathroom.

" Hellooo, I'm more than satisfied. "I'm more than satisfied," she says, jumping up and down on my bed like a child.

" Stop it and now excuse me so I can get ready. "I say before closing the door behind me.

" And who says I want to see you naked? Come on Samantha and by the way, I'm going to your hot brother's room to get ready there," she shouts.

" Spare me this stuff okay? I don't care about that! " I don't care about that," I shout back, hearing her laugh as she slams my bedroom door.

I met Becca when I was eight and she was ten, and we haven't been apart since. She is a great girl, has a great personality and is always with me when I need her most and I think I am the same way with her too, Becca currently hooks up with my dear and only brother, Sean. They have an undeniable chemistry and I know that even though they are not really boyfriend and girlfriend, they both really like each other and I wish that one of these days they will be together for real... After finishing my shower, I wrap myself in a towel and go to my closet and honestly I don't know what to wear, I am terrible at choosing clothes and surely I should have asked my friend to choose something for me to wear. Finally I end up choosing a tight red dress, which is a few inches above the knee, but not vulgar. Its neckline is not so large and leaves the right size for my breasts, the straps are a little dropped at the shoulder and I feel comfortable in it. I wear a Scarpin of the same color and decide to let my blond hair loose, I make some curls in the ends and let them hang down to my waist, I decide to apply some light makeup and before leaving I grab my iPhone and my wallet-purse.

Seconds later I am already knocking on Sean's bedroom door calling for Rebecca, who says she is ready and nothing, which made me more impatient.

" Becca I am going to count to three and if you don't get out of there, I swear I will quit going with you! " I say loudly and hear Sean grumble.

" I'm coming, girl," she shouts, making me roll my eyes.

" 1, I'm serious! 2, leave it for Sean later..." before I get to three the door is opened. Sean is shirtless showing off his tattoos, and I think Daddy has no idea they exist.

" Let dad see those tattoos, Sean. " I say.

" No kidding! Even you little sister? " he says, smiling sideways.

" I'm just saying, but enough talking and please Rebecca, let's go soon..." I whisper to my friend who has her arms around Sean's waist.

" Sure, and by the way, you look great, Samantha. I'm sure you'll make it today! " she says laughing.

" No way you're going out like that, Sam! " says my brother implying.

" You don't boss me around and Becca, I'm not stuck. I'm not dating because I don't want to, I have plenty of suitors. Simple as that," I say.

" And who are these hawks after you? Does dad know about this? " Sean asks.

" Come on, kid, I've grown up. " I'm smug.

" You've grown up but you don't know anything about what goes on in a man's head," he says.

" I'm glad I don't, after all you must have only shit in your heads. And you know what? I'm waiting for you downstairs, Becca," I say, slightly annoyed with all that talk. Sean has the same manias as our father, the mania of wanting to protect me from everything and they should already know that some day I will have to get hurt to know how to survive in front of everything. I love them for this, they and Becca are all I have since mom died, whenever I need my brother and my best friend are there for me, no matter what.

" You shouldn't be rude to him. " says Becca as she comes down the stairs.

" I know. I just don't like all this protection. " I confess.

" I understand, but when you get home, talk to him. Sean loves you very much, just like I do," she says, and then I give him a hug.

" I know, I'm sorry," I say low.

" All right, now let's go because we're late," she says and drags me out the door to her black car, she calls it herself: "Moose" and you will understand why.

[...]

Incredibly, the party wasn't that bad and I was able to have fun with the friends that Becca made at college. It was a celebration for the seniors who would be graduating next month and since my friend got into college before me, she already got along very well. And about taking some courses, I plan to do that for the next year, I will do photography and it is what I love the most.

I close my eyes and let myself be carried away by the contagious beat of the music, I move my body according to the rhythm and try to take my little problems away from me, today I want to have fun or rather relieve myself. I'm glad I decided to accompany my friend, I wouldn't want to stay in the boredom that is my house when Sean lives inside the room on the weekend and my father disappears.

" Samantha, shall we have a drink? " Becca asks and I nod my head.

We go to the bar and ask for Wisker. I don't know how many glasses I've had, I just know that I feel lighter and laughing along with Rebecca, much more. We're drinking some more when she leans towards me smiling and says someone is watching me.

" You're crazy Becca! " I say sipping the liquid present in my glass.

" I'm serious, he doesn't stop looking at you and believe me he's the hottest boy in college, in fact he and that friend of his." she says smiling and I follow her gaze. I move my face to the side and my gaze lands on a boy with blond hair and a beautiful body, his gaze meets mine and he smiles, raising the glass with a drink darker than mine in our room.

" He's into you Samantha, Brenner is into you! " she says quickly all excited I just roll my eyes.

" Don't travel okay? You see things where there aren't any and..." she interrupts me.

" I think I'd better get out, see you later, frieeend..." she says and starts humming.

" Crazy! " I say low.

" Who's crazy? " says a hoarse voice behind me making me take a little scare and when I turn around, right there behind me, there was the boy that Becca said was looking at me.

" Um, hi." I say a little loud due to the volume of the sound.

" Hi, I'm Jordan! " he says and extends his hand to shake and so I do.

" Satisfaction, Samantha. " I say and get a hearty laugh from him.

" No pleasure? Smart Sammy. " he says and I end up laughing at the nickname I just gave him.

" As they say, pleasure only in bed. But I disagree" speak and approach your ear and whisper " pleasure can be had anywhere you want. From the ground to the sky. " I finally say and look into her honey brown eyes that are now darker than usual.

" You were driving me crazy you know? Seeing you dancing like that made me think of dirty things." he says next to me, placing one of his hands on my waist and raising the other one from my arm to my face. I feel his breathing next to mine and the heart rate stops gradually, any movement or attitude there, I would already be even more surrendered. I look down quickly at her semi-open pink lips, and I want them next to mine at the same time and I confess, not everyone has those lips. And that's when Hunted by Beyoncé plays, we kiss. The taste of vodka and whiskey mix and it warms my body that burns even more with his touch, I move my hands to his neck and pull him closer to me, today I want to feel him all over, I know that later I will regret it and even though I'm partially drunk I won't blame the drink because I really want it.

" Car or bathroom? " Jordan says as soon as we finish the kiss.

" Car. " I say still panting and I'm already pulled out. I grab my purse and follow him.

We walk through the garage and only the sharp sound of my heels is heard echoing there, and I stop just as an alarm sounds. Jordan opens the door for me and I get in and in less than five seconds he is already in the driver's seat watching me and at this point in the championship I feel ashamed.

" You are beautiful Sammy, very beautiful. " he says low and seals our lips calmly. I leave my belongings aside and climb onto his lap, one leg on each side letting myself be carried away by the moment feeling his touch on every part of my body, numbing me all over. My dress is pushed up and his hands land on my bare thighs and squeezing them, he unbuttons some buttons of his clothes and step my fingers across his chest, I open my eyes and see a cross in the middle of his chest and I place a kiss there and go back to his mouth letting a small moan escape when I feel his hard member touch mine still dressed.

" I need to feel you now! I can't take it anymore and it hurts." Jordan says with his lips still brushing mine.

I move my hips a little and he lets out a hoarse moan next to my ear making me even more excited, I unzip his pants and he lifts his hips making it easier to remove the garment along with his black boxer shorts, I bite lips as soon as I feel his kiss on my belly, leaning against the steering wheel and taking a deep breath when he rips off my lace panties and kisses me there. I close my eyes and lean back as I feel his tongue on me, his hands squeezing my waist and his tongue torturing me. I moan softly feeling him suck me hard and I almost scream when I feel my orgasm coming and I move into his mouth.

" You're sweet Samantha, wanna taste you? " he says looking at me and I say yes. Jordan kisses my lips lustily and I can still taste myself on his lips and it's not bad at all. His hands pull me closer and I feel my body lower into the kiss and I have to swallow the moan that comes out forms in my throat when I feel him inside me, I wait a while to get used to his size and then I move my hips slowly. I put my hands on his shoulder, increase the circular movements, rest my head on his neck and let my moans escape.

" How hot you are Sammy!" he says moving his hips too and squeezing my waist.

" Oh my God! I scream as he pulls my waist down and buries himself deep inside me.

My body is taken by adrenaline as I move my hands to grip the bench during Justin's quick thrusts, I move my body during his every husky moan and come apart just like him. I keep my face on your neck, as well as your hands on my waist, just ours heavy breathing is heard inside the enclosure and also our heartbeats. Damn it. What got into me? I was looking like a bitch in heat, not that I regret it, because that was the best fuck in a car I've ever had. The problem is that I have to get home before seven and five.

"Shit! I have to go." I say getting off his lap and straightening my clothes.

" Already? It's still early and...".

" No, it's not early Jordan. Is there a way to take me home? " I ask.

" Clear. "responds.

I say the address and he speeds there, but before I get out of the car he pulls me and places a kiss on my lips.

" When will we see each other again?” he asks.

" I don't know, but now I have to go." I say and get out of that sex-smelling car as quickly as possible. I run to the huge gate and ask one of the security guards to open it and I go inside the house as quickly as possible. Now I need a shower and a good rest after this rather exciting and restless night.