{Read last chapter Epic Party at Sway House ... this is part 2 }

For a long time Quinton looked like he was going to kiss you and something inside you hoped he would. He almost did ... but pulled away. Your face burned with embarrassment. 

A small group of players sat around a vodka bottle slow spinning under the red light strips of Griffin's bedroom. You look through the red haze of the dark room next to you at Quinton. Someone had spun the bottle for him when he said he only wanted to watch - and it had stopped directly pointing at you.  A girl protested it did not count because he was not the one to spin it.

It was your turn.

You watched it spin until it stopped at Tyson. He walked over and he reached his hand to you. A few people hummed awe as you followed him into a new room. It was the moment you had waited for - your first kiss. Your heart beat nervously as you wanted to be good but overthinking decided to just get it over with. It was not how you had imagined it would be - sitting on a bare mattress with someone you did not know as loud music pulsated in. You could smell the liqueur on his breathe as he whispered you look good.

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"How was it?" Quinton asked downstairs.

"It didn't happen" you tell him "and you?"

"I left after you did" he replied.

You wanted to take it back as soon as you said it "I just didn't want my first kiss to be with someone I don't know"

"Really? You mean you haven't kissed anyone yet?" he seems surprised.

You could hear from Griffin's bedroom balcony Josh and Bryce  inciting the crowd below to cheer on a guy to jump into the pool. More people had started to show up and crowd the house. There was a new delivery of liqueur despite more than enough people already had a red cup in their hand. Underage guests weren't drinking but they were high on energy drinks and a few blew vape clouds.

"Come on you want to get out of here?" Quinton asks and you nod yes.

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He holds the keys to the Suzuki Hayabusa in one hand and laces your fingers in the other. You follow him outside where he hands you a helmet. You had never been on a motorbike before and you climb on behind Quinton. You wrap your arms around him leaning against him as he slowly winds down the steep streets past mansions. He slices through downtown Los Angeles before he gets to the highway. He accelerates on Interstate 101 as you see the long dark stretch of ocean running parallel to you.  He exits toward the water hugging the curves of the road as he maneuvers the machine underneath you.   

You both sit on the thick sand as you look around at the abandoned moonlit dark beach. The roar of the water from the distance sweeps a sizzling foamy wave.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked in a quiet whisper as he  waited for your consent.

"Yes"

Quinton leaned toward you and for a moment looked you over in the moonlight before brushing his lips across yours. The feathery kiss had been only a second but your lips missed the warmth of his as soon as he withdrew.

"Don't stop" you breathe.

Quinton cupped your face in his hand and kissed you lightly before pressing closer. His hand moved to grip your thigh and every nerve of your body tingled. It made it hard for you to kiss him back without soft sounds escaping from you. He sensed it and parted your lips harder and held you tightly as if he could not get enough of you. He tilted his head more and began sucking your lip slowly which made you want more.  He teased you softly with his lips brushing yours before he parted you again and kissed you strongly one final time.

He slowly released you and ran his free hand through his hair before looking back over to you. It had been more than you expected for your first kiss. Your lips were slightly swollen from his hard kisses and you shivered from the aftermath of your body tingling all over.  He asked if you were cold and wanted to leave or stay.

Your wanted to say stay but you said "leave." 

He respected that and held your hand as he walked you toward the Suzuki.  He looked over his shoulder at you for a second as you wrap your arms around him and lean into him. The headlight of the motorbike illuminated the stray sand that cascaded like magic dust in the night as he begins to head out.

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When you walk in with Quinton after hours away those who were still there from the party gave you a long stare. Cat Eyes investigated you up and down with her eyes before she whispered something only Quinton heard. "Leave her the alone" he orders her. "You and someone like me makes sense; you and her don't. We made you and we can destroy you." "Go ahead and try" he invites her. "Challenge accepted Quinn. When you wake up in the morning your whole world will have changed overnight."

"What are you going to do?" he asks.

"Just wait and see" she replies.