“It’s not serious between us. She’s just a girl I bang.”
I felt a twinge of guilt for what I was about to do. No one deserved to have their relationship diminished like that, even if they were a trash human.
My phone beeped in my hand. That was the signal. Go through with this or leave? Daniel’s eyes were glued to my chest, so I knew it would only take a soft breeze to knock him down.
I took a deep breath and allowed the past to seep into the front of my mind from the dark corners I’d banished it to. I invited the pain and humiliation of my childhood to wash over me until my resolve tightened and hardened like steel.
Fuck this shit.
I strolled forward, grabbed Daniel by the collar, and kissed him. It took him half a second until he was kissing me back, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
I shoved him back onto the bed, and while he was still bouncing, I climbed on top of him and shoved the straps of my dress down.
“Holy shit!” His eyes were wide.
“Do you want this?” I grabbed his hand and placed it on my right tit.
His mouth hung open before his head nodded up and down like a damned bobblehead. I bent and covered his mouth with mine again. Daniel’s sweaty hands were spread out, unsure what to do or where to put them. With a frustrated groan, I placed them on my bare ass cheeks.
My mind combed through the scene we made and how we would look when the door swung open. I had to make this appear as incriminating as possible, which meant that he had to be on top to make it more believable.
I tore my mouth from his and rolled. It didn’t take long until he was on top of me, panting and sweating. I heard my phone go off again and knew I had mere seconds to make this look good.
I quickly unbuckled his jeans and shoved them down his skinny hips, along with his underwear. I hooked my legs around his waist and buried his face against my neck just as I heard the door bang open.
I humped my hips up. “Oh, Daniel,” I moaned. “Right there!”
A scream rang out behind us, and I rolled my eyes. She was so dramatic.
“Daniel! What the fuck are you doing?”
With a shocked gasp, I shoved Daniel back and glanced over his shoulder. The door was wide open, and Lissa stood in the doorway, her face red from holding back a giggle. Two guys were behind her, gawking at the scene with shared amusement. Anger and embarrassment colored my cheeks. Lissa promised me that no one else would see us.
I quickly shoved my dress up as Daniel jumped off me, covering his junk as he tried to pull up his jeans.
“Sarah! Sarah, it’s not what you think!”
I gave a snort as I smoothed down my dress. All pretense of acting like the innocent girl was gone.
Sarah glared at me, angry tears tracing down her cheeks. “You fucking bitch! You did this on purpose!”
“Did what on purpose? I didn’t force your boyfriend up here to fuck me. That was all him.”
“What?” Daniel gasped as he hurriedly buttoned his jeans. “No! She seduced me.” He moved to Sarah, his hands pleading with her to listen. I rolled my eyes and checked my nails. “Please believe me, baby.”
Her eyes swung from her boyfriend to me. I smirked and wiggled my fingers at her. With a choked sob, she covered her mouth and ran out of the room. Daniel raced after her, still yelling that it wasn’t what it looked like. This was despite the fact he already accused me of seducing him. Dumbass. Didn’t take much effort to do it, either.
Lissa doubled over, raucous laughter spilling from her lips. “Oh, my god!” she gasped, wiping her eyes. “That was priceless! I wish you let me take a video.”
I glared at her. “Because I would be on the video, you idiot.”
Lissa had tried to convince me that the best way to play this out was to film it and have the footage circulate around our social chat rooms. Then Sarah would see actual proof of the whole act. There was no way I wanted that shit out there. It would never go away and would probably end up on a porno site. I was pissed off that my best friend didn’t seem to care about ruining my life by circulating sex videos of me.
She rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t have gotten you on camera.”
She also promised not to bring anyone to the room.
“Whatever, c’mon, let’s go back to the party.”
