Kevin smirked leaning against the wall. "Really, Demetria? Skipping out on a party to make out? That is a first." He asked and I giggled, raising an eyebrow seductively before walking away silently.
We sneaked into the closest and headed to the couch. With nobody seeing us. I hoped. I smiled grabbing Kevin's hands and pulling him to me, almost immediately pressing my lips to his.
Kevin soon kissed me back happily, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing our bodies closer together. I moaned quietly and ran my hands through his hair before tugging at it. Kevin groaned and took my bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling on it softly before running his hands down my back and squeezing my ass mischievously.
I pulled away teasing him and Kevin pouted. I pressed a quick kiss to his lips before lying down on the couch, motioning for him with one finger. He nodded numbly and followed me onto the couch. Straddling my waste. He leaned down to kiss my neck. I shivered and whispered his name, I took his shirt off quickly.
"Demi," Kevin muttered against my neck. "We might get caught and then we'll get in trouble and Joe might..."
"Shh," I whispered, pressing a finger to his lips to shut him up before slowly unbuttoning my blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. I was beyond horny. The thought of us doing it here at this party with his brother and my ex boyfriend right outside the closet door. Was a wild turn on. I didn't care about it being wrong anymore. Kevin groaned and reached behind me to remove my bra, growing impatient quickly. Getting caught? Who cares? Right? Not us. It was clear we both needed this now.
I laid back on the couch and Kevin glanced down at me. He then leaned down to kiss my neck before slowly trailing kisses down my chest, reaching my breasts and taking one of them into his mouth. He sucked on it lightly. I made some soft noises enjoying it. Kevin moved to my other breast and applying the same treatment to it.
I shivered, parting my legs and wrapping them around his waist as I pulled him down closer to my body, as close as I could get him. Kevin trailed his hands down my stomach and under her skirt, smirking.
"So I was thinking we'd do like this " someone said as they walked into the room. Kevin stood up quickly, pulling his shirt to cover himself up as I did the same. I blushed brightly when Nick looked at us incredulously. I hoped he didn't see to much. I then noticed my bra was on the floor right in front of him. Shit busted...I just prayed Nick wouldn't say anything or hate me. I couldn't lose him. He is my best friend my rock.
"I'm gonna go," he muttered before leaving the room, not allowing whoever he was with to see us. Which buy the looks of the hair was his girlfriend Olivia. Nick poked his head in. "Your secret is safe with me..." He told us closing the closest door behind himself.
Kevin turned around to look at me. I hurried gotten dressed fully again, looking on the verge of tears. "Demi, sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asked, brushing my hair away from my face.
"I'm not ready for everyone to know and for everybody to hate me." I whispered quietly and Kevin sat down, pulling my down on his lap and kissing my forehead.
"Dem, Nick will keep it a secret." Kevin said softly and rubbed my back comfortingly. I looked at him and bit my lip, playing with his fingers.
"I don't know that. You don't know that. We also don't know if Nick was the only person who walked in on us. I should had checked and made sure the door lock. Stupid." I muttered, resting my head on his shoulder. Kevin shook his head and pressed a kiss to my forehead, still rubbing my back with one hand as he laced our fingers.
I sighed and stood up. "Okay. No more making out at parties for now," I said, and Kevin nodded in agreement. "But I guess there isn't a problem with Nick knowing. I will talk to him later about it. If anybody else knows. Then that will be fine. If they don't like our relationship. Then just screw them."
Kevin smiled and stood up as well. "Exactly," He said as he put an arm around my waist. "Now let's get back out to the party. Before anybody else notices. We'll finish that make out session later."
As we walked out, I giggled. Everybody was to drunk to even really notice us walking out of the closest. Everybody was drunk dancing if not passed out in some random spot.