Daddy's little girl knows how to party, she's singin' pour some sugar on me

She span around the room, yes she was drunk, we both were, but that's what happens at a party, drunkeness aside, I couldn't stop watching her, the way that she moved around the room, the smile on her face, the dazed look on her face. Either way I wanted to go over there and talk to her, well I wanted to do more than that, but obviously I was too chicken shit to do it.

"Looks like Zacky's got a crush on the new girl" Brian said elbowing our friend Matt Berry.

"The British one?"

"Yeah, you gonna go say hi Zack?"

"Like hell he would! He's too chicken shit" I ignored them, she was coming closer, dancing alone to the music, her hips swaying to the beat, she was about to walk past me when Brian shoved me, knocking me into her, causing me to spill my beer down her shirt, she shrieked and looked up at me, she looked like she was about to yell at me, but then our eyes met and all the anger melted away from her face.

"Sorry" I said, feeling my face flame "I-I tripped?" It was more of a question than an apology, but it made her smile.

"It's fine hun" Matt was right, she was from England, her accent sounded alien to my ears but it only intrigued me more. "C'mon you need to come help me clean this shirt" She said grabbing my hand and pulling me with her, I turned around to look at my friends, grinning at them, Brian mouthed 'your welcome' before I disappeared up the huge marble staircase with the new girl. She pulled me into a bedroom that was covered in posters, it was overly neat, she went to a big chest of drawers, yanking her tank top off over head head and dropping it to the floor, she began rummaging through the drawers.

"Sure you're allowed to do that?" I asked her "Well it's my room" She said "So I would assume so" She said unfolding a shirt and starting to put it on, it was a checked button up, I couldn't help but stare at her rack, I know she saw me staring, she stopped buttoning it up and looked at me "Like what you see?" I swallowed hard, how is any guy ever going to be able to respond to that question, of course I liked what I saw. She approached me then, resting her hands on my chest, her lips close to my ear "I know what [i] my [/i] answer is" She whispered, her tongue flicking out over the shell of my ear, I shivered as she played with the hem of my shirt, her fingers hooking over the tops of my jeans. She pulled me close to her in one swift movement our bodies pressed together tightly, she smirked up at me, mirroring my own, I rested my hands on her hips, rubbing the soft skin there. She giggled and bit her lip "So what's your name?"

"Why does it matter?" I asked her, not knowing where this confidence was suddenly coming from, probably the alcohol.

"So I know what to scream later on" She said, her lips attaching to the side of my neck, I groaned and gripped her hips tighter, hoisting her up so that her legs were wrapped around my waist, my hands on her ass. "I'm Skylar"

"Z-Zacky" I said, how the fuck did she find my spot so quickly, she was driving me crazy, I knew she could feel my arousal through my pants, but my mind was on other things and I wasn't really too bothered by that. "Baby you know you're driving me crazy" I groaned as she sank her teeth into my neck.

"That's the aim of the game" I could hear the smirk in her voice. I groaned, her accent only made her even more sexy. I pulled her lips from my neck and planted them on my own, carrying her over to the huge bed and dropping her down onto the bed, yanking my shirt off over my head, her eyes widened as they raked over my tattooed chest, I smirked and lay back down on top of her, kissing her again, she smiled against my lips.

We were making out pretty heavily, her shirt and bra had gone by this time too, when the door flew open two people stumbling their way in, only to realise the room was already occupied. I soon realised it was Johnny and a brunette girl. "Whoah sorry Z!" He pulled the girl out and i quickly moved to lock the door behind him so that we wouldn't be disturbed again.

"Mmm baby top drawer" She said pulling me further up the bed, I grunted and looked into the drawer she described, I smirked, she was well stocked. "So I like to change it up" She smirked as I grabbed a condom from the drawer and started to remove my pants, I thought that would just be it, but I was wrong, she took my length in her mouth, sucking hard, I groaned loudly, not to be heard over the loud music playing downstairs. She sucked hard, literally, and it wasn't long before I could feel that I was about to cum, so I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my dick with an actual 'pop' sound.

"Ladies first" I winked at her as I sheathed myself and gripped her hips and lined myself up.

"Jesus Zacky get inside me now" She groaned bucking her hips

"Not so nice when it's the other way around is it?" I growled in her ear, she whimpered and I pushed inside of her. "Oh god" I groaned loudly, there was no way she wasn't a virgin she was so damn tight, but from the way she was practically screaming my name within seconds and the way her chipped blue nails were leaving huge red welts down my back, I doubted she was in any pain what so ever, I could feel myself fast approaching my climax, but as I said to her before, ladies first, and therefore, I didn't wanna be the first to cum.

My right hand moved from her hip to play with her clit, she shrieked and scratched my back particularly hard, a moment later my hand was drenched in her juices and then mine filled the condom, slowing to a stop I pulled out of her, falling to the side and throwing the condom in the trashcan next to the bed.

"Jesus.... Christ" She gasped her chest rising and falling rapidly

"Yes?" I turned to look at her with a smirk

"I think I could grow to like America"

Notes

Hope you like ;)

Fiona
xo