Lost in the Moment (A Savioe Family Novel)

by Ginny Atkinson

  Drez followed behind us frowning as we met up with Scott and the shirtless duo. Jess smiled at Payne as he lay down on the table and put a lemon in his mouth. Scott poured some alcohol in Payne’s bellybutton while Jess shook some salt on his nipple. She smirked at me as she licked the salt off his nipple, drank the liquor off his stomach and sucked the lemon out of his mouth.

  Hunter looked up at me giving me an inviting smile. “Next?”

  I snorted at him. “Not with you.” I turned around placing my hand on Drez’s chest and leaned close to him. “I really want to try that. Just not with any of them.”

  “No, pet.” A pained look crossed his face for a brief moment before it hardened.

  I bit my lip as I traced an invisible pattern on his chest with my nail. “Please, Marcus.”

  He swallowed as he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. “Fine.” He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head. A collective gasp from a few girls around us quickly followed.

  Jess slapped Scott on his shoulder and nodded at us. He smiled shaking his head. “On the table then, brother.”

  He handed Drez a lemon and poured the liquor on his stomach. My hands trembled a bit as I shook some salt on his nipple. Our eyes met and I was momentarily stunned by swirling banked fire in his slate eyes. I ducked my head down and licked off the salt. His breath hitched in his throat the moment my tongue touched his skin. I moved down to his navel and slurped up the alcohol ignoring the burning that rushed down my throat. When I moved to the lemon, his eyes were closed shut as my teeth bit into the tart fruit. I slowly pulled away from him with the yellow slice still in my mouth.

  Jess handed me another cup and whispered in my ear. “That was hot. We all know he is feeling the heat too. Quite impressive by the way. Best thing for you to do is take the drink and walk away.”

  I smirked over the rim of the cup when he sat up on the table and pulled his shirt back on. His molten gaze seared me to the spot. He slid off the table in a slow fluid motion and swaggered over to me. My smile faded when he captured my wrist and took the cup out of my hand.

  He bent his head down to my ear. “That was naughty of you, pet and you know it.”

  Scott interrupted us by slapping Drez on the shoulder. “If you need it, brother, there is an empty bedroom upstairs. First one on the left.” He laughed as he walked away with a disgruntled Hunter in tow.

  “This party was a bad idea. Too much bloody temptation.” He placed a quick kiss on my forehead and walked out of the room with my drink in his hand.

  Jess handed me another cup staring after him in confusion. “Huh?”

  I looked over at her in question. “What?”

  She shook her head. “It’s nothing just thinking about something. Let’s go dance.” She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the room with the pumping music.

  *****

  Ten thirty rolled around before I caught another glimpse of Drez. By then I had had quite a few drinks that Jess had made and was now on my fourth Jell-O shot. Charles found Scott’s Xbox and was perfectly happy zoning in gameland. Beau still had yet to show up.

  I was definitely getting pissed over being ignored by Drez. Not to mention over the few girls he had flocking around him. I slammed back two more shots and went back to the room with the music. On my way down the hall, I spotted Drez leaning against the wall with a soda in his hand. I narrowed my eyes at the bleach blonde trying to put her hands on him. Bitch, he’s mine.

  I swayed up to them, pushed in front of her and kissed him pressing my body into his. I ran my hand through his hair and gently pulled it. He growled in his throat before he started kissing me back. I smirked when I heard her huff and stomp away.

  When I pulled back, I licked my lips. “Wanna dance?” The music grew louder; the bass thumping vibrating the wall behind him, blasting out one of the dance remixes of a Pitbull song. My hips swayed to the rhythm as I grabbed his arms trying to pull him away from the wall. He slowly shook his head. I pouted at him placing his hands on my hips and draped my arms around his neck.

  “Marie, luv.” His voice was hoarse, thick with the very evident desire I felt as I grinded against him. “You need to stop before I….”

  I silenced him with another kiss, this time taking complete control. My tongue delved into his mouth coaxing his to duel with it. My fingers twirled the hair at the base of his neck. My hips still moved to the beat. His fingers bit into my hips as he pulled me closer. “Marie, this is a bad idea.”

  I bit his bottom lip extracting a moan from him. “Why?”

  “You’re not sober, luv.” He murmured against my lips.

  “I know what I’m doing, Marcus.” I kissed a trail over to his ear and teased the lobe with my tongue and teeth.

  He hissed out a long breath before he pushed away from the wall and clasped my hand in his leading me up the stairs. My heart rate picked up the closer we got to the top. He opened the door to the room Scott told us about earlier and tugged me inside.

  As soon as the door closed, he sat me down on the bed and ran a shaky hand through his hair taking a few steps away from me. “Marie, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but now is not the best place or time for this.”

  I leaned back on the bed resting on my elbows. The movement tightened the material over my chest and exposed more of my thighs to his view. “This? Just what did you think I wanted to do, Shug?”

  He leaned against the door with his hands clasped behind his back and squeezed his eyes shut. He just stood there silently waging some kind of inner battle with himself. I bit my lip and sat up brushing my hair out of my face. Even through my alcohol-clouded brain, I knew that he was right. I didn’t want to lose my virginity in some random bedroom at a party. I wanted it to be special or at least private. Gawd only knows who might walk in here.

  I stood up wobbling on my skyscraper heels for a moment before I walked over to him. “Marcus.” He opened his eyes sucking in a deep breath when he realized how close I was to him. I placed my hand on his cheek. “I understand.”

  He gently grabbed my wrist. “Do you, pet?”

  I nodded keeping my eyes downcast. His hand softly tilted my chin up so I could meet his gaze. I bit my lip then traced my tongue over the tender skin. His eyes darkened as they followed the path I skimmed with my tongue. He groaned before his mouth captured mine. I placed my free hand against his chest, feeling his pounding heart beneath my palm and lost myself in him. His hand traveled up my arm eliciting a trail of goosebumps on its way to my bare shoulder. I shivered against him as the heat from his flesh on mine made my stomach clench in desire. His other hand grabbed hold of my hip and pulled me against him.

  I moaned as his fingers found their way up my skirt. He grasped my rear in his hand and slowly started rocking his hips against me. I lifted my leg up around his hips and felt him shudder in response. His hand joined the other sensually grasping my rear. I wrapped my other leg around him as he groaned against my mouth and quickly took the few steps toward the bed placing me down on it.

  His lips glided their way down my neck placing soft kisses and gently nipping at my sensitive skin. My blood heated and pooled low in my belly. I could feel myself get damp in anticipation. His hands ran down my body in slow even caresses as his mouth teased. His hand encircled my neck and unhooked the clasp holding my dress up. When they moved back down, they pulled the material down to my waist exposing my breasts to him.

  The tip of his nose brushed against my already puckered nipple as he nuzzled my chest. His mouth finally encased the sensitive nub and started suckling. A stream of electricity sizzled through my body as it bowed against him while I mewled with pleasure. His hands moved up my skirt bunching the material at my hips and slipped beneath my panties.

  He moaned at the moisture he found. As one finger slid inside me, his teeth scraped against my nipple bringing forth a mix of pain and pleasure. My hips lifted against his slow moving finger as he drove me wild with need. He slipped anoth
er finger in as his thumb found the kernel of my desire and moved in a slow circle.

  “Gawd, Marcus.” I gasped grabbing hold of his hair. My body was in a riot of pleasure. His ministrations drove every thought out of my head as the pressure built. Stars burst behind my eyelids as I found completion.

  He removed his hand slowly tugging down my underwear while his mouth moved to my other breast. I heard his zipper and a rustling of clothing before he settled himself in between my thighs. The tip of his erection brushed against my thigh as he looked down at me.

  His breathing was heavy and labored matching mine. He gently kissed my eyes, the tip of my nose before capturing my mouth. I felt him slowly push forward his hand on my hip creeping ever so slowly inside me. My eyes widened as I gasped at the intrusion and the fullness of him.

  He stilled just barely an inch inside me when the music died downstairs and shouting broke out breaking the spell we had on each other. His forehead rested on mine as he squeezed his eyes shut before pulling back. I sat up on the bed resting on my elbows confused beyond anything.

  He straightened his clothing keeping his gaze away from me muttering under his breath. “I’m an idiot. A bloody fucking idiot.” He ran a shaky hand through his hair keeping his back toward me. “I’m sorry, Marie. I just…. I can’t do that to you.”

  My throat closed as tears threatened to fall. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from making a sound. I quietly put my underwear back on and fixed my dress before standing up. His posture was rigid and I could see his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were tightly shut with an extreme grimace of pain etched on that angelic face.

  I walked over to the door glancing back at him only to see that he had moved to the other side of the room next to the window. I ducked my head and left the room.

  Why did he stop and what did he mean he couldn’t do that to me? Was there something wrong with me? A single tear escaped from my lashes, I brushed it away and sniffled wobbling in my heels as I closed the door behind me. Jess was wrong. If he was playing me, he’d have taken what I freely offered. So something had to be stopping him. Or he just doesn’t like me that way. I quickly pushed that thought away with a snort. No guy would turn down sex at that point.

  Another angry shout sounded from the living room. I took another unsteady step toward the stairs. I almost lost my balance and tumbled down them. With a sigh, I slipped my heels off and walked down to find out what was going on.

  I stumbled into the living room and saw that Scott, Payne and Hunter held back a mountain of a man as he yelled at Beau. My brow furrowed as I tried to place where I had seen him. His dark hair was shortly cropped and he wore jeans with a simple T-shirt.

  “You fucking bastard! I’ll kill you.” The mountain screamed plowing through the three as he tackled Beau to the floor. Payne bumped into me as he was tossed off causing me to stagger backward into someone.

  They placed their hand on my bare arm. A ripple of energy from it let me know just who was there. I glanced back to see Drez. His eyebrow was raised as he looked over my head at the scene. “What’s going on?” He asked Payne.

  “That’s Teague. Beau, um… dated his sister last year.” Payne scratched the back of his neck.

  I gasped drawing their attention to me. “He blames Beau doesn’t he?”

  Payne’s eyes were haunted as he nodded his head. I didn’t know exactly what had happened that November night but I knew one thing no one was going to kill my brother. I spun back around to the two of them grappling on the floor. Charles rushed inside the room saw what was happening and nodded to me.

  He went one way as I started to go the other. Drez caught my arm before I could move and shook his head. “No. Stay here I’ll do it. Make sure she doesn’t intervene.” He instructed Payne before he walked over to the fray.

  “Bastard.” I growled under my breath and turned around to Payne. “What exactly happened to cause this?”

  His bottom lip quivered a second before he shook his head. “I don’t know all of it. I just know that anytime those two are in a room that happens.”

  “So it’s about Lacy and that night. What happened then?” I asked.

  “Only Beau knows for sure. I just… after you know… she found out about things… next thing we know… well… hell… if your brother wants you to know he’ll tell you.”

  “Get off me!” The mountain yelped. I spun around to see Drez holding him in a bear hug yanking him off Beau. His biceps flexed with his exertion.

  “Calm down, mate. No one is in the right state of mind to hash this out.” He grunted at the guy receiving a few elbows in the stomach.

  Charles helped Beau up and handed him a napkin for his split lip. Beau looked at the blood and sighed in defeat. Someone laughed and shouted behind me. “Let him go and let him finish beating the asshole to a pulp. He fucking deserves it. That whole family does.”

  My eyes narrowed as I slowly turned around to find the person behind the voice. Bus stood by the steps, a beer in his hand and sauntered into the living room. He walked right past me. “Teague, I’ll even help you out. What, just the two of you and the grease monkey? You didn’t bring your other brother. That’s a shame I’d have loved to kick his ass.”

  Payne placed a hand on my shoulder to keep me from going after him.

  “I’d like to see that happen, Bus. We all know you wouldn’t last five minutes with Luke.” Someone yelled from the other side of the room.

  “He doesn’t last five minutes with anyone!” Some girl shouted causing everyone to laugh. Bus flushed with anger.

  “You can’t even catch a damn ball anymore!”

  “Yeah, you never should have left second string.”

  With all the attention on Bus, Teague chose that moment to stomp on Drez’s foot and headbutt him. Drez released his grip, blinking a few times shaking his head to gather his senses. He looked back up at Teague as a slow maniacal grin spread across his full lips. He balled up his fists in front of him and motioned for him to take a swing. Teague swung wildly allowing Drez to duck and hit him twice in the face with short rabbit punches. He tilted his head to the side popping his neck before he baited the bigger man again.

  Teague lunged at him his fist making contact with Drez’s lips. Drez’s head snapped back his hand coming up to dab at the blood. “Thanks, mate. This actually solves a few of my problems.” He then headbutted Teague dropping him to his knees before sending a knee across his face knocking the big man out.

  Beau hugged his arm to his ribs as he approached Drez. He placed a hand on his shoulder whispering to him. I turned my gaze away and spotted Bus by Jess, who had claimed her earlier post in the kitchen. She had her hand on her hip as her head moved side to side as she said something to him. I walked away from Payne to get closer just in case she needed my help.

  “You know full damn well Roxy don’t want your sorry ass. So quit trying to get with her. I mean come on… what girl in here would pass up a Savioe for you.” Jess poked him in the chest before he stormed out of the room.

  A crowd of girls standing by the refrigerator nodded their head in agreement. One spoke up. “I’d give away my mother if I could get with any of them, even the youngest.”

  “Screw them I want their friend Drez. I mean did you see him with his shirt off earlier? Damn! The things I would do to that boy.” I narrowed my eyes at the bleach blonde. I thought I recognized her. It was that same girl that was trying to get up on him before… well, I don’t want to think about that right now.

  She kept on unaware of her perilous predicament. “I can’t wait for him to get rid of that twig and come looking for a real woman.” She ran her hands down her curvy body.

  My jaw clenched and eyes narrowed at her. I dropped my shoes by the door, fueled by the copious amount of liquid courage I had earlier, I slowly made my way over to her. “A real woman? More like a straight up skank. Only ting real on ya is da case of herpes ya got from sucking off ya dad and his friends. Seriously, wha’ makes
ya tink he’d give up a classic like me fo’ a ride on da town trick?”

  I cornered her at the wall and got in her face growling. “If ya so much as breathe on him, I’ll fuck ya up so bad ya pimp would ask me fo’ pointers.”

  “Screw you.” She spat in my face.

  I balled my fist slamming it into the wall beside her head. She shrieked ducking down in fear. I removed my hand from the drywall and shook off the dust. “Test me and see wha’ happens.”

  I walked over to where I had dropped my shoes, picked them up and headed to my family. I was done with this shit. I couldn’t take one more second of all this drama. I found Charles in the living room.

  “Where dey at?” I asked speech still a bit slurred.

  He raised his eyebrow at my disheveled state. “They went looking for you. Are you okay?”

  “Yes, I’m jus’ done with dis.” I waved my hand in the air.

  He pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted someone. “Here, let’s go to the car and get you back in your other clothes before Beau catches you wearing this.”

  He wrapped his arm over my shoulder and helped me out of the house to the back of Grace. I stumbled going down the steps and glared over my shoulder at them. “Charles, did you at least have fun tonight?”

  He leaned me against the side of the car as he opened the door. “Yeah, I did. You?”

  I climbed into the backseat grunting. “Some of it was nice.” I pulled my jeans out of my bag and shoved them on. I grabbed the baggy T-shirt, pulled it on before removing the dress. I crumpled up the red material and shoved it down in the bag. That was a waste. I mean yeah I got a reaction out of him but he didn’t follow through. Why didn’t he follow through?

  *****

  Drez

  My lip ached from my teeth gnashing against them by that punch. There was no way I’d be able to lose myself in any of her kisses now without feeling pain. I can’t believe we almost…. I ran a hand over my face. Bloody hell, I’m an idiot for going that far with her and ten times the idiot for not finishing the job. She was so tight and responsive. Her skin so sweet, she was so ready for me. When I felt the tiny barrier inside her proving that she was as pure as I thought, there was no way I could take her there. She deserved something better. The whole hearts and flowers shit not a quick toss before rejoining a party.