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Jim was playing a prank on someone across the room, laughing loudly enough that we could hear him over Slayer, the music that was blasting through their place.  Scott said in my ear, “Come with me.  I want to show you something.”  I looked at him, curious.  He grinned.  “My new stereo.  You like music, so I figured you’d appreciate it.  It’s up in my room.”  I chugged the rest of the water in my cup and then he grabbed my hand to lead me through the crowd.  We headed up the stairs.  I slipped on a step and then starting giggling uncontrollably.  “C’mon, you nut.”  I kept laughing but managed not to trip again.

We entered his room.  I immediately noticed how much quieter it was once he shut the door.  Sure, I could hear the music from the living room, but we’d actually be able to talk without yelling in here.  His stereo, on the opposite side of the room, was decent size, but the fucking speakers took up half of one wall.  They were pretty impressive.  I was drawn to it.  “Looks great,” I said.  My eyes took silent mental stock of his room.  There was a bed (a double—thank God), a chair, a desk, some books and trophies.  Tons of CDs.  A small drum kit in the corner, but not the one he’d been playing at the party where I’d first seen him in action.  All in all, it was pretty tidy for a guy’s room.

Scott was showing me different buttons on the stereo.  Boys and their toys.  My eyes wandered to the rows of CDs below and next to it and started looking at all of them.  He had a lot of CDs of bands I liked and some I only knew by name, but I spotted Lamb of God’s
Wrath
, a personal favorite, and pulled it out of its place on the shelf with my index finger.

I handed him the case.  “Oh, so you like these guys?”  I nodded.  “Yeah, there’s definitely hope for you, Casey Williams.”  I giggled.

He put the CD in the stereo and turned it up—not too loud, but loud enough to drown out the noise below.  The delayed guitar riff to “The Passing” started playing, sounding crisp and clear from those gigantic speakers.  Scott leaned over and pressed the forward button so it skipped ahead to the next track, “In Your Words,” a heavier song that would better show off the capabilities of the stereo.  I could feel the demanding music in my abdomen, in my heart.  It was a visceral feeling that grabbed me deep inside and incited the beast within.  “Sounds fantastic,” I said, closing my eyes to concentrate on the music.

I felt his hands slide around my waist from behind, and my abdomen, my thighs, my neck tensed in response. 
Oh, shit
…I eased out a deep breath.  He whispered in my ear, “You like it?”

Like what?  The stereo or his hands on my body?

A shiver charged up my spine as my nipples hardened.  I swallowed and forced my voice to stay calm.  “Yeah.  Great stereo.”  My voice was coming from my throat—hoarse and gravelly.  I got my composure and turned around, his arms still wrapped around my waist.  He backed up a little to give me room, but we were close.  God…the heat coming off him.  I tried not to shudder.  I was feeling playful, though, and I asked, “Are you coming on to me?”

He smiled back but kept his distance.  “Maybe.”  Then, “Why?”

“Because if you aren’t, I’m going to turn back around and listen to this CD.  But if you are, I’m going to kiss you.” 
Holy shit.
  Had I actually
said
that?  My heart started beating more rapidly.

He stood there for a second, the smile on his face fading into something else.  I saw his pupils grow darker as I sucked in a deep breath.  “Then kiss me,” he said.

 

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