Run Poppy Run

Mistletoe Madness

Poppy

My mom and Jess disappeared out of sight as my heart drummed in my ears. I felt my breath start to come in short bursts as my fingers gripped the rim of my dress. Damian’s head tilted upwards. My eyes stared at his perfectly chiseled jaw line.

“Ah, the good ol’ mistletoe tick.” He titled his head back down, his wonderful eyes locking with mine. I stood there, staring at him. His hand slowly made its way to my chin, his fingers wrapping around me softly. His touch was cool, bringing a much-needed relief to my flushed cheeks. He tilted my head up slightly as he leaned down.

“Breathe...” he whispered, his bottom lip brushed against mine as I ended up taking in a huge gulp of air. I didn’t realize I cut my air supply off until he said that. I probably would have passed out! Jesus, what’s wrong with me? He released my chin, taking a step backward.

“Sorry, I won’t... unless...” He c****d an eyebrow at me as he tilted his head, smiling that soul sucking smile of his. Now he wants to not advance? Now he’s giving me the choice, but before... Ugh! Just take me, throw me up against the bookcase... or the floor. Don’t give me a choice because I’ll always back down.

I stood there, fighting my inner self. I sucked my lip as I pulled my eyebrows together. One kiss- one kiss won’t hurt? Right? Again, as if he read my mind, he closed the gap between us, grabbing my chin, this time firmly as he wrapped his other hand around my waist, pulling me into him. My chest was pressed firmly into his abdomen as my knees became weak.

“Oh, Poppy...” He leaned his face down towards mine, stopping just as our noses brushed against each other.

“If you say yes, just know...” He rubbed his thumb against my lower lip, causing me to moan. “I don’t think I’ll know when to stop...”

I felt myself raise on my tippy toes, my upper lip touching his, causing my body to quake. I wrapped my arms around his waist as I took a deep breath.

“Why not?” I whispered, my breath hitting his face as he closed his eyes. He let out a long-drawn-out groan as his grip got tighter on me. He didn’t answer me, he just parted his mouth, hovering over my greedily ready lips.

“Because mic rosu... I’ll end up ruining your life.” He seductively responded, sending chills down my spine. I don’t know what came over me, but I ended up pressing my whole body against his, taking his lower lip into my mouth.

My body erupted into goosebumps as he held me, running his hand up my back and into my hair. He gripped me tightly as he took my mouth into his. Our tongues swirled around each other like dancing ballerinas. Dear GOD, this was intense! My core burned as my knees buckled from the pure pleasure I was feeling.

He pushed against me; my fumbling feet followed his steps as he pushed me against a bookcase, knocking a book onto the ground. I gasped as I tried to look at what happened, only to be brought back to this man’s delicious mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, intertwining my fingers in his hair as he moaned into my mouth, gliding his hands around my waist to my ass, grabbing it in his hands and squeezing it. I sucked in a sharp breath as he grabbed my lip with his teeth, pulling it, then releasing it. He then went to my neck, pulling my turtleneck down with his teeth.

Dear god, this man is the embodiment of sexiness. Everything he was doing was sending a raging fire through my middle. As he placed his lips on my neck, I found myself running my hands around his waist to his abdomen. Damn, even his abs were perfect. Jesus! I found my hands wondering down to his crotch. His raging d**k was pressing against his jeans. I traced the outline with my fingers... he was WAY bigger than Jake!

I was pulled out of my thoughts as he snatched my hand, holding it firmly in his as he a pained expression washed over his face. I heard his teeth grinding together as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“D-Damian...” I whispered out. My body was begging me to take this man right here and now. He snapped his eyes open, pushing away from me as he flung his hand over his mouth. He turned and ended up running out of the building without a word. My jaw dropped.

Was my kissing that bad? Was my breath bad? What... what in the world? I found myself slowly following his path, turning to the door. I slowly made my way to the entrance, opening it and poking my head out. He was bent over, hurling his guts out.

“Damn it!” He hissed as he stood up, wiping his mouth. He looked over his shoulder at me, scoffed, then turned to leave. I found myself just standing there watching him walk off. He turned the corner, disappearing out of sight. Jess came running out, standing next to me.

“W-What happened?!” she gasped as I felt tears brim in the corner of my eyes. I swiped them away as I walked away from her. She grabbed my arm before I got too far.

“I-I’m sorry, I just want to walk home right now,” I barely said in a whisper as Jess let my arm go. I turned, heading down the sidewalk as she stood there, watching me leave.

I wrapped my arms around myself as I made my way back home. It was freezing, but I needed the space. My heart was utterly crushed by what happened. Maybe he had food poisoning? Maybe he was lactose intolerant? I don’t know. I was searching for any means of an excuse to make myself feel better. It wasn’t working. My mind kept landing on the fact that I was so unwanted I made the hottest guy I’ve ever met vomit his guts out.

I halted as my tears finally hit their breaking point, spilling over onto my cheeks and stinging my face as the cold hit them. I continued down my path home, sobbing. I swiftly walked by that creepy house, pausing only to take a look at it, then turned to head back on my way. This stupid house was the cause of all this. I have no idea what happened, but I ended up trying to cross the street to get away from it.

I must have hit a patch of ice or something because I ended up slipping and falling on my ass. f**k! Just what I need. I winced from the pain in my tailbone as I tried to get to my feet. I ended up freezing where I was at as lights blinded me. Is that a car? Oh GOD! I scrambled the best I could to get out of the way, but I ended up slipping again and landing on my face. Of all the damn times!

I threw my hands up, ready to meet my maker from being a dumb ass and slipping on ice in the middle of the road. I hear the screeching of metal being torn. When I felt nothing, I peeked through my fingers, as a man stood in front of me throwing cuss words. The car in front of me was bent inwards from the front as steam rolled out of the hood. I couldn’t make out the figure due to the high beams blinding me... but I knew that voice.

“f**k!” was all I heard before the figure disappeared and that word, spoken that way, was all I needed to know who my savior was.

“Oh, MY GOD! Miss, are you alright!?” A random voice snapped me out of my trance as my vision focused on some old guy making his way towards me. He knelt by me, trying to help me up.

“I-I’m fine, but what about you?” I responded as I got to my feet.

“Oh, I’m fine, deary. If it wasn’t for that deer that jumped in front of me, I would have hit you!” He chuckled. A deer? That wasn’t a deer. How did he think that was a damn deer?! I politely smiled as I made my way back over to the sidewalk. I took a seat on the curb as he dialed 911 to get me checked out. I agreed. There had to be another explanation for what I saw, right? I hit my head, so maybe I had a concussion?

I did not have a concussion. I was A Oke’d by the EMT. I sat there in a daze as my mind raced. No way that was Damian. He would have been crushed, right? He would have been a smear on the floor next to me. Not to mention, the car was so damaged it must have hit a brick wall. I shook my head as Jess pulled up, parking her car and then running out of it to me.

“Jesus Christ girl! I let you walk home, and you almost die!” She flung herself around me, hugging me. I didn’t say anything. I just got in the car as she drove me home. I went inside, closed my door and sat on the edge of my bed as I just stared at my wall.