Chapter 17: A Night To Remember

Gia's Pov

My heart was pounding in my chest; I was shouting for Taylor to stop, but he just kept swinging. It was like he just snapped. The crowd was in an uproar, people were screaming and bumping into me, blood had splattered onto my white dress from the brawl that was going on right in front of my eyes, I had to get out of there. Suddenly my feet started to move and I found my way to the exit.

When I got home, I went straight to the freezer; Adrian always kept a bottle of vodka stashed in the back for occasions such as these. I was never much of a drinker, but tonight it was much needed. I twisted off the top and grabbed a glass out of the cabinet. As fast as I poured it, was as fast as it disappeared. I shivered a bit once the contents hit the back of my throat. When I raised the bottle once more to pour another round, I saw the reddish bruise on my wrist.

I shifted my wrist from side to side looking it over. I needed to treat it before it turned purple and blue on me. "Damn you Taylor," I cursed his name over and over again as I wrapped an icepack around my wrist. Two knocks came to the door, it was pretty late so it was most likely Adrian getting back from her date with Matty, although I don't know why she decided to knock instead of using the key I gave her. The knocking came again and I rushed over to the door. "Geez Adrian, I'm coming." I couldn't wait to let Adrian in on what happened. I took the locks off and opened the door while running my mouth, "you will never believe what happened tonight." I looked up and instead of a 5'6" blonde standing there, Taylor and his brooding brown eyes were staring at me. I tried to shut the door in a haste, but he put his foot in threshold stopping me from closing it completely. I put the chain lock on to keep him from coming in any further.

"That hurt." He said in a low menacing growl while looking down at his foot jammed between the doorway.

"Good, it serves you right after the way you acted tonight." I said to him through the crack the chain provided.

Taylor pinched the bridge of his nose; his hands were no longer bloody like they were moments ago. I heard a low sigh of frustration come from him. "Gia, will you open the damn door, I look fuckin ridiculous standing out here."

"Go away Taylor!" I shouted back at him. Water was beginning to drip down my arm from the melting icepack in my hand. I left the entry hall to go into the kitchen. I sat the pack down in the sink, the next thing I heard was the sound of wood splitting.

I ran back into the living room and saw that Taylor busted his was into my apartment, behind him I could see my chain lock hanging off the door jam, along with some chipped off pieces of wood. "Are you crazy? You just broke my door!"

Taylor closed the door and turned the lock, "It's fine, you can't even notice it."

"I want you to get out now!" I shouted at him demandingly, I stood there with my hands on my hips trying to look tough and intimidating.

"That's funny, because I don't think you do." He began to approach me with a blank expressionless mask on his face hiding all emotion.

"You think I'm joking?" I reached into my purse to find my phone.

"What do you think you're doing?" Taylor asked.

When I found my phone, I pulled it out and started dialing numbers. "Calling the cops."

Taylor grabbed me snatching the phone out of my hand before I could finish dialing 911. His eyes locked dead on me as he held my arm captive, "don't do that again." He warned.

"Or what, you'll beat me to a bloody pulp like you did that guy?"

"You know I wouldn't hurt you." He replied.

"Oh yeah, well this says differently." My eyes shifted down to the bruise on my wrist, and his eyes followed.

Taylor's hand slowly moved down my forearm to my wrist. His thumb caressed the red mark on my skin. I observed how his eyes softened, like there was remorse hiding behind those brown globes. "Did I do this?" There was a pang of guilt in his voice that I never thought I'd hear from him.

"Yes you did. You're acting like a maniac. What the hell is wrong with you tonight Taylor?" I asked. He didn't answer, he just walked pass me and over to the couch, but not sitting down. "At least tell me why you started that fight."

"I don't want you hanging around Ray, he's bad news." He demanded.

I laughed shaking my head while walking away from him and into my bedroom, I needed to get out of this dress before the stain set in. "What makes you think you can dictate the company I keep?" I shouted from my room while riffling through my pajama drawer.

"What, do you have a soft spot for jerk offs?" I heard Taylor's voice close up on me. He came out of his jacket and was standing in the doorway.

"I must, after all I did sleep with you." I slammed the dresser drawer shut making the mirror that sat on top of it shake.

Taylor was now standing right in front of me, he was so close, I had to tilt my head back in order to look him in the eyes. "So that makes Ray next in line?" He asked with a self-righteous look upon his face that made me furious. My hand instinctively reached up to hit him, but he stopped me by pulling my body flush with his. "What are you gonna do, hit me?" He leaned over to whisper in my ear. "I know what you really want to do; you're just too damn stubborn to do so." His breath was hot on my flesh giving me goosebumps, I couldn't move even if I wanted to. The next thing I knew his lips was pressed against the crook of my neck leaving a trail of fervent long suffering kisses.

"Taylor don't." I said in a low whimper. I placed my hands on his rock hard chest attempting to put some space between us; I just had to fight his control over me. "Stop it Taylor." I insisted, his hands continued to roam my body as he placed kisses along my neck and jaw line.

Taylor's lips moved against mine, slow and intensively. "I'll stop as soon as you mean it."

I turned my head breaking our connection, and trying to find my voice at the same time. "Taylor, I want you to stop." I stated with more authority.

He halted his movements and stared at me cracking a small smile, and it was very unnerving. "We both know that's a lie. You don't want me to stop touching you, and you damn sure don't want me to stop kissing you." He lightly pressed his lips against mine proving his point when I realized I was secretly yearning for more. "I know you feel for me… here" he laid his hand over my heart feeling it beat beneath his fingers. His gaze held mine as his hand eased down my chest and under my dress stopping on when he reach my sex, "and here." I bit down on my bottom lip as his hand massaged my center through my now soaked panties. If it wasn't for his hold on me, I would have fallen back into the dresser.

"Damn it Taylor." I was lost and slowly bending to his will while his fingers worked their magic.

"If you really want me to go, then I'll go"

My hand reached up to stroke his cheek. "You know I don't want you to leave."

"Good because after tonight you belong to me, and I don't share." I knew he was serious by the look in his eyes. There was no hidden glint behind them.

"Let's get one thing straight Taylor… I'll give you my body, I'll even give you my heart, but you don't own me." My voice held the same firmness as his as I stared him down.

"Is that right?"

"That right, and you know what… I don't share either. So whatever you have going on with Vanessa is over."

There were hands roaming everywhere, my fingers intertwined with his shirt pulling him closer to me to deepen our kiss. Taylor was like a drug, I wanted him, I craved him needing more and more with each second that went by. I felt his hands frantically tug at the hem of my dress hiking it up over my hips. My leg glided up and down his, until he lifted me up bringing us face to face. I wrapped my legs around him as he wiped the contents of my dresser onto the floor sitting atop of it. He palmed one of my breasts, while nuzzling his face into my neck. I pulled his shirt over his head wanting the feel of his muscular back without the barrier of clothes. His body never seized to amaze me, at that moment he was a god worthy of my praise.

I kissed at nipped at Taylors flesh leaving my own little love marks along the way. His tongue glided along my collarbone eliciting wanton moans from me. I wanted him to journey lower, but I was still covered from the hips up. Before I could say anything, I felt him tugging at the zipper on the back of my dress. The material started to loosen, but then he stopped, or should I say the zipper stopped, it got caught on the fabric.

"Shit it's stuck." Taylor pulled and pulled, but that zipper wasn't going anywhere.

I let out a frustrated sight, "well maybe you can just pull it over-" before I could finish the sentence I heard the sound of the material ripping, and my once gorgeous dress was being tossed to the floor. I looked at the floor, and then at the man standing in front of me. "I happened to like that dress."

Taylor smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "I'll buy you another one." Once the bra was gone, his mouth captured my bare breasts, as his hand caressed and massaged the other. My back arched off the cool mirror pressing my chest further into him. While he continued to pleasure me, I found my bearing and managed to get his jeans undone. Taylor kicked them off sending them flying across the room, where they landed was neither of our concerns. His hands grabbed my thighs bringing me closer to him, I could feel the head of his massive erection slowly moving against my inner walls, I had no clue as to when I lost my panties. I was going out of my mind. We shared a rough yet passionate kiss that lasted all of three seconds before Taylor surged into me with one powerful thrust.

I broke our kiss burying my face in his neck; my nails were probably going to leave permanent marks on his shoulder, because I was holding onto him with everything I had. Taylor had yet to move again, I think he knew his invasion caught me off guard. I began to nip and lick along the outline of his ear letting him know I was ready. Taylor's hands locked onto my hips as he plunged in and out of me over and over again. Our bodies melted and molded together becoming one. My hands raked over his back while our lips collided vigorously.

"Oh god Taylor so close, don't stop." I softly moaned into his ear, clinging on to him for dear life.

"Don't worry, I won't." Taylor was true to word, prolonging his commanding strokes. One of his hands left my hips traveling down to my center helping me reach my pending orgasm. I shouted his name high to the heavens and was suddenly thankful that Adrian wasn't home. Taylor's mouth clamped down over mine silencing my screams as a wave of exciting relief washed over me. He continued his pursuit until he found his own relief just moments later. His breathing had slowed just as mine did and he rested head on my breasts. I began planting kisses on his exposed flesh as he did the same to me. I then lifted his head to get to his lips that I've come to enjoy kissing so much, they were so inviting. I heard the front door close and my head popped up, Adrian must have been home from her date.

I looked at Taylor putting a finger over my lips, "Shh, if we don't make any sounds she'll go straight to her room." Then I heard her heels begin to click, the sound getting closer with each step. 'So much for that' I thought to myself. She was definitely coming to my room since hers was on at the other end of the apartment.

Adrian knocked softly on the door. "Hey Gia, do you know that the door is all banged up?"

I looked at Taylor and he smiled, I just shook my head. "Yeah, the damndest thing happened, I'll tell you about it tomorrow." I was hoping she'd just take my word for it and move on, especially since my bedroom door wasn't locked.

There was a brief pause like she was thinking over what I said. I just watched the door knob, hoping that it didn't turn. "Um okay, whatever you say. Goodnight Gia."

I sighed and smiled, "Goodnight." I replied trying not to giggle while Taylor was kissing me.

"Goodnight Taylor." This time it was a man's voice coming from the other side of the door.

Both of our eyes got wide, "Matty?" The next thing we heard was giggling, and her heels clicking away. Taylor and I looked at each other, I think we both were speechless.