Tony and I laid outside and made out for hours. The alcohol had started to disappear from my blood as we finally got up and started making our way inside. Tony grabbed the bottle of vodka from the ground and took my hand before pulling me into the house. He led the way up the stairs into my bedroom and set the empty bottle on the table before turning to me.

He had a smile on his face, a smile that was full of happiness, and as I looked at him, I couldn't help but grin like an idiot. He took a step closer to me and pulled me into his warm arms. Our lips collided and he held me close to him. His lips tasted a lot like alcohol but it only turned me on more, and I soon found myself standing there shirtless and trying to undress him as quickly as possible while he did the same to me.

We moved over to the bed and Tony pushed me down on to my back while he got on top of me. He was kissing my lips and my neck and I was slowly drifting into heaven. His lips were hungry for me and I relaxed completely as soon as my jeans and underwear were long gone and his hand had found its place between my thighs. He began to softly rub me down there and that was all he did. He was teasing me because he knew it was what I hated the most. He wanted me to beg for him to take me.

”Tony,” I muttered against his lips and moaned as he hit my soft spot, ”Stop teasing me.”

”What do you want me to do?” he murmured and laughed.

Obviously he was playing dumb because he knew exactly what I wanted. He knew what I wanted him to do to me.

”Please,” I breathed and swallowed hard, ”Just take me now.”

”Are you desperate?” he whispered.

I could tell he had a smirk on his face even with my eyes closed. I could tell he was just enjoying it, that bastard.

”Yes. Very,” I admitted really quietly and hoped he wouldn't hear it.

But he did, oh yes, he did. He added more pressure and started teasing me harder. I couldn't help but moan loudly and for once was glad that the house was empty and we were there by ourselves.

As Tony wasn't obviously going to stop being mean, I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and thrust them down. Tony laughed against my mouth but allowed me to push his boxers off his feet. I grabbed his ass with the both of my hands, and he just kept laughing at me as I squirmed under his touch.

”Tony,” I breathed, ”Now.”

”Now?”

”Now.”

”Are you sure?” he whispered right into my ear but I could feel him spreading my thighs and positioning himself between them.

As he thrust in, I bit my lip and tried to keep myself from moaning. But when he pushed himself fully in, a loud groan escaped my lips and I buried my face against Tony's chest. I held on to him as he started thrusting deeper and our hips moved in unison as he picked up the pace.

His hot breath against my neck tickled my skin but that was surely the last thing on my mind as I focused completely on what was happening between my legs and how it brought me such pleasure. I loved how good Tony was and how much experience he had in bed. He knew how to drive girls crazy in the most positive meaning of the word, and he knew what girls liked. And most importantly, he knew what I liked which made the sex that much better.

The next morning, as I woke up in Tony's arms, my legs were sore and my back hurt. Despite all that, there was a smile on my face from the moment I woke up because I'd had an awesome night with him.

I didn't think he was awake but then I suddenly felt his lips against my neck and he brushed my hair back with his hand. He caressed my cheek and moved down to my neck while pulling me into a kiss. I smiled against his lips.

”Good – ” Whatever I had been about to say was long forgotten because of his little surprise. My back was against his chest and suddenly he grabbed the back of my knee and pulled my thigh up against my chest, and thrust himself into me. My eyes shot wide open as I felt him inside of me, and a little while later I could relax again. My breathing got heavier as he started slamming his hips into me.

”Good morning,” he whispered into my ear and let out a quiet laugh.

My smile grew wider and I couldn't help laughing. My laughter soon turned into moaning as our sweaty bodies combined. What a way to wake up, I tell you, what a way.

With a morning like that, the rest of the day just couldn't be awful. Even though I spent most of it alone because Tony and Vic continued writing music together, I didn't have a bad time.

In fact, all I could think about was the previous night and that morning and the sex. Sure, I'd had sex with him countless times before but the past 24 hours had been something different. Something had changed and I just couldn't figure out what it was. Nevertheless, the sex had been beyond great and I could barely wait for the next time.

Tony and Vic invited me over to eat and spend the night with them, and me being myself didn't really have anything else to do, so I said yes and put on a dress before making my way to the neighbour. I found the boys in the kitchen, drinking beer and eating pizza and laughing.

”Oh, hey,” Vic exclaimed, ”Sit down, have some beer and pizza!”

”Thanks,” I nodded.

I sat down and grabbed a slice of pizza. If I kept going on like that and ate pizza all day, every day, nobody would even recognize me once the summer was over. But didn't sex burn a massive amount of calories?

”Hey, Abby, can you help me with something?” Tony asked suddenly.

I swallowed a mouthful of pizza and furrowed my eyebrows. I watched as he stood up and started walking to the door.

”What do you need help with?” I asked him. I put the slice of pizza down and stood up.

”Just come on,” he said and grabbed my hand.

As soon as we were around the corner, he pushed me against the wall and kissed me roughly.

”Tony,” I mumbled against his lips, ”Is this what you needed help with?”

”Yeah,” he murmured and kept kissing me.

A few seconds later I had to push him back by his chest. He grinned like an idiot as he cupped my cheeks with his hands and looked into my eyes.

”I'm sorry, Abby, it's just that you look so sexy in that dress and I can't help myself,” he murmured and winked at me. Without a warning he pulled me into another rough kiss and this time I allowed him to kiss me a bit longer.

After a few moments of passion I finally pushed him away again and pressed my hand to his mouth.

”We can't just make out here while Vic waits for us in the kitchen,” I whispered.

”Are you sure?” he murmured as his hands found my waist and he pulled me close again.

”Yes,” I nodded.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him back into the kitchen. Vic was playing with his phone and when we stepped in, a smirk appeared on his lips.

”That didn't take you long, eh,” he said and winked.

My face grew red and hot, and I had to sit down in order to cool down. I grabbed my pizza slice and continued eating as if nothing had ever happened. Oh boy.