Hypnotized by Lacey Wolfe

life had changed. I just needed to figure out if it was for the better.
    Gabe sighed. “I didn’t mean to cause problems with you and your friends. I can leave.”
    “No.” It came out much too quickly. “I invited you. I don’t like that Pete guy.” And honestly, everyone here could leave me alone with Gabe and I’d be happy.
    “I’m gonna go chat with the last few people that are here.” Kristy winked. “I give it twenty minutes and they’ll be out of here, too.”
    Now I really did feel like an uptight party pooper. “You don’t have to stick around.”
    She eyed Gabe then looked back at me. Obviously, she knew I wanted to be alone with him. She shrugged and said, “Yeah, guess we’ll follow Evan.”
    Gabe’s body tensed, but I smiled. He didn’t get that Kristy was doing this for me.
    “Can I get you a drink?” I asked, staring up into his eyes. “We’ve got this whole keg. Shame to see it go to waste.”
    He chuckled. “I’ll pass.”
    Well, I certainly didn’t want to be drinking alone. After setting my cup down, a few of my friends came over and said they were heading out. Kristy was next.
    “I’ll be back later. However, if you decide to have him stay the night, text me,” Kristy said close to my ear.
    Gabe spend the night…wow, I actually had that option. “Okay.”
    After a hug, she was gone, leaving us alone. And here I thought the party scared me. Being all alone with him frightened me more.
    Maybe I needed that drink.
    “Guess I can really clear out a room.” He grinned as his gaze swept the now empty and messy place.
    “To be honest, I’m exhausted after all the moving. I’d much rather sit on the couch with my feet up.”
    He took my hand, sending a wave of pleasure through me. “Let’s do it then.”
    Once we were seated on the couch, right next to each other, I asked, “Sure you don’t want a drink?”
    “I don’t drink.”
    “At the other party you had two bottles in your hand.”
    He smirked. “It’s for show.”
    “You know, you’re an odd one. You don’t drink and you dress so preppy. Yet you ride everywhere on a motorcycle, have ink, and work at a tattoo parlor.”
    Gabe gazed into my eyes. “That’s me.”
    I continued to stare back at him. We were alone in my place. I had no parents to interrupt us. It was just us and we could do whatever we wanted, and I wanted to kiss him. But making the first move was one thing that truly scared me.
    He brushed my hair back from my cheeks. “What are you thinking about, Pais? You look so serious.”
    “I, uh.” My heart rate picked up. I could do this. “I was thinking about kissing you.”
    He grinned an oh-so-sexy smile. “All you had to do was ask.”
    His hand wrapped around my neck as his finger tilted my face toward him. As if in slow motion, his lips began to come closer and closer to me. And then they touched mine. I swear I saw fireworks, as crazy as that sounds. The intensity of emotions running through my body as he kissed me was insane. I’d never experienced anything like this in my life.
    I wanted more.
    What else could he do to me?
    Slowly, I started to lean back, making it so he had to move on top of me a little more. Soon I was lying back against the cushion, and he was above me. The feel of his body on mine—yeah, I liked it. I’d made out with past boyfriends, but never really knew what to do with my hands. I’m sure by now he knew I was an innocent.
    Gabe pulled back and asked, “You okay?”
    “Yeah.” I was better than okay.
    “Want to keep kissing?”
    I giggled. “Do you?”
    “Fuck yeah. How about you tell me when to stop?”
    “Okay.” I began to wonder if he meant the kissing or more.
    His tongue slipped into my mouth and things heated up in my body. I was moist between my legs. Wiggling slightly, I tried to ease the ache. It’s been a long time since I made out with a guy, and I’d only been touched below the belt a few times.
    I rubbed my palms on his chest and around