Surviving Valentine by Jessica Florence Page B

then we would meet up at Fireflies. The fun dance spot in town. 
    Once we got inside, I took care of everything with Roxy and we headed to my closet. It was a chilly night so I would definitely need a jacket. “OK, what should we wear tonight? Something sexy for sure.” Candace said while staring at my closet. She pulled out a blue dress. “How about this for you? You look hot in it?” she said. “Nah, too chic. I want something a little more for dancing you know? I can’t move in that as much.” She pondered what I said she pulled out a burgundy quarter sleeve dress. The hem came just above my knee. Perfect, it was a nice cotton dress so I would be about to dance and breathe. “Perfect! Now it’s your turn.” I ran over to the closet and picked out something nice for her, we had a few clothes that could fit each other at my house, thankfully. She liked the yellow dress I picked and we finished getting ready and headed out to the lounge.  We walked into Fireflies, and saw the music was in full swing, people were getting their grooves on, and it was awesome. We found a little table by the bar and set our jackets down. The bartender Tony was a good friend of Candace’s, so we walked over and he hooked us up with some drinks. She held her shot out, “Love you, bitch!” she yelled. We clinked glasses and downed that calming liquid. I could feel my body begging to be on the dance floor. “Come on, let’s dance!” I yelled, I grabbed her hand and led her to the floor.
    The bass of the music was thumping in my veins. I loved to dance, just letting your body take over. And that’s exactly what I did. I closed my eyes, lifted my hands to the ceiling and started to move. Rolling my hips, my head moving with the rhythm.  Hands folded around mine above my head. I knew who exactly it was, Darien. No other person could make my toes curl with just a touch, or smelled as good as him. His breath was at my neck, “You move like a goddess.” He whispered into me. Keeping my rhythm and my eyes closed I kept dancing with him. Just letting our bodies move as one. I leaned my body into his and snaked my hips from side to side against his hard body. His hands ran down my arms, and sides, and the curves of my waist to grab those hips, and bring them closer. He growled at the contact. I felt the hardness in his jeans, Goosebumps covered my body. He lightly moved his lips up my neck towards my ear. “Damn Scarlet, what are you doing to me?”
    I bit my lip and turned around. I opened my eyes and damn, he was so beautiful. I ran my hand through his thick black hair and down to graze his stubbled jaw. His eyes grew with hunger. I could see he was battling himself, against what, I couldn’t tell. I couldn’t think of anything else but him. I wanted to devour him, consume him, to have him. His grip on my hips tightened. He leaned in so close I could feel his breath on my lips. “What do you want Scarlet?”  What did I want? I wanted him, I needed to have him. “I want you, Darien.” He closed the distance between us, this kiss was unbelievable. So much need, passion. I needed more! “Darien” I gasped. His hands tightened. “I know what you need baby, come with me.” He took my hand and led me towards the back hall way. I had never been back here before; it just looked like a bunch of offices. He opened one. Thankfully there was no one in there, I couldn’t wait any longer, and I needed something, anything from him.
    He closed the door after we walked in and locked it. 2 seconds barely passed before we were clawing for each other. “Fuck Scarlet, you are so fucking beautiful.” He said in between kisses. He walked us back until we hit a desk. He wrapped his hands around my thighs and set me on top the desk and moved between my legs.  His hands felt so delicious, slowly taking time to move the hem of my dress up, and up. Finally settling his hands on my bare hips. Our kisses grew frantic, his mouth moved to my neck. My