Song of the chapter: Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon

You little rascals, get your cute tiny arses out of bed! We have plans tonight." Tyler's ever evolving heavily British accented voice echoed in Min's enormous suite.

Tyler Kinsley was our fourth limb and somewhat responsible member of our intimate circle of friends.

"Why are you guys asleep so late in the afternoon? I thought you'd be mooning over Zoe's latest obsession," Rae said, her toned caramel legs jumping on my bed. She has really nice legs, I noted.

"Rae, get off the bed. You're making her all tingly inside. She has all that sexual tension, remember? The vibrations are making her horny," Min joked.

They all broke into fits of laughter at my expense - they didn't know about Mitch and I. "But seriously, Zo. Jokes aside, how long has it been?"

"6 months," I lied, burrowing my face into a pillow. "I know, I'm a sad case."

I had told them that my first and only time was with my best friend, Nicolas, in France and that I hadn't been with anyone since. They totally bought it, the gullible monkeys. I couldn't help but feel proud of my super secret, sensual relationship with one of their closest friends.

"Oh, Zo. You need to relax, my little decent friend. I see the way Mitch looks at you. He obviously wants to explore your innermost self. Let him, bae. I heard he won't disappoint," Rae proclaimed unabashedly.

Oh, I knew. That was the understatement of the century.

"You are so naughty, Rae. He isn't so bad though, Zoe. I think you should give it a try. See if you don't feel any chemistry because in my honest opinion, you'd be incredible together," Ty reassured. "Now, could you two please go and get ready already? We have a party to attend."

We were out of the apartment after three hours of Min's indecision over what her theme for the summer was. The party was already in full swing when we arrived, the DJ, a close friend of Rae's, having made sure that the atmosphere was electric, magical.

I noticed Mitch's long frame leaning over the bar ordering drinks for his friends and himself. Lyle, Aidan and Cameron were nestled among a few unfamiliar faces in a corner booth of the Italian take-out by day, hot club for the very rich and famous by night.

"Hi, babe," I whispered into his ear, feeling his body tingle at the sound of my voice.

"You're here, finally. I missed you for the entire day today, you know?" he replied, turning to give me one of his famous hugs.

His eyes bore into mine after he subtly checked out my choice of clothing. I always blushed when he did that, my cheeks becoming flustered and overwhelmed with a wonderful heat turning them a pale pink.

"I know, I wish I could kiss you too," he whispered into my ear. Just the sound of his dreamy Australian accent was enough to make me feel like I was floating.

"Ey, Mitch. My Guinness, please?" Aid called over, bringing me back to reality.

"You love your beer, don't ya?" I asked in reply to Aidan, walking over to their booth. "Hello, everyone. I see the drinks have been flowing already. You, my friends, don't waste time."

"Hey, Zoe," Lyle answered.

"I've only had three, you buzzkill," cried Aidan.

"Hey, Z," Cam replied. "Looking good as always."

"Why thank you, kind sir. I wish every guy was like you, Cameron. You're so sweet."

"And taken," sneered Kira, his on-off girlfriend of almost two years.

She was a regular fixture on his arm lately which seemed to bother Cam - he was beginning to enjoy chasing Rae around more so than usual. "You look...nice," she added dourly.

"Gosh, Kira. Keep your claws to yourself. This is a night to celebrate the start of an amazing three months of naughty fun, hot make-out seshes, crazy parties and surprise hook-ups.

Can we toast to that? I'm getting a negative aura from here and it's messing with my somewhat already tipsy vibe. So cheers to an awesome summer!"

We all toasted in unison and I laughed at how Rae's description of this holiday summed up Min and hers' school term.

I joined them tearing up the dance floor, fist pumping and swaying to the electro music blasting into the club.

Min was her usual self, wedged between Lyle and some random guy she obviously picked up at the bar. Ty was grinding on her ruggedly handsome fellow British actor boyfriend, Luke Sparrow, giggling as he buried his head in her neck and grabbed her waist.

I felt an arm pull me towards the back room and I figured it was Mitch. Finally, I thought. We're alone.

"I'm glad I have you all to myself," he whispered, holding me close to him, close enough to smell his toxic, delicious body scent.

I felt flushed with emotion and passion coursed through my veins, making me yearn for more than just his butterfly kisses.

We shyly stripped each other out of our clothes; he put me below him, making love to me on the cold, pine oak tiles which gradually heated up as his need intensified.

He was kissing me more slowly, deliberately biting my lip, my ear, my neck while I moaned subtly, feeling what he felt for me, our love bringing us to the brink of ecstasy. Soon we were panting, drained by this steamy love making session in the back room of a club. I laughed hysterically - it wasn't the most dignified of places, but it wasn't the most unusual we'd tried out. A cave, for instance.

"At least it smells like pizza." It was like being in love with an adolescent sometimes. "I'm tired now. You really worked me out today. I feel like I went to the gym."

"Shut up, Mitch," I replied, slapping him lightly on his arm. "I have to make you work for it otherwise where's the fun in it?" I teased.

"We should to go grab a burger or something after this, and get away from everyone. I missed you, baby." He affectionately kissed my forehead. He held me close and the smell of great passion lingered in the air.

We slithered back into the party and said our goodnights before heading out. "I was wondering where you disappeared to, Zoe," said Ty with a smirk.

"Nothing happened," I assured her straight faced. "We were by the bar talking about band stuff. We are going to head out and grab burgers somewhere downtown I guess. I'll see you tomorrow at Min's, okay? Safe sex, doll face," I said to her, and winked at Luke.

"Zoe! Remember, he won't disappoint," yelled a buzzed Rae now cuddled with Cam in the booth, with Kira seeming to have vanished.

"I'll be the judge of that, thanks. Goodnight, Rae."