Emily's phone buzzed. Jake again. If he wanted to talk to her so badly he should have come to the party instead of staying home and playing video games. Again.
"Shots! Who's in?" yelled Alex.
Emily ignored the call.
"I am!" she said, bouncing off the couch up to the table.
Alex gave her a smirk while he poured the shots. It should be illegal to look that good while you're pouring shots. Emily grabbed the shot glass and dumped it down the hatch. She looked Alex in the eye while she did it. She knew she shouldn't be flirting this much, but whatever. Don't want your girlfriend flirting with other guys? Then don't stay at home like a loser to play video games.
"Another round!" said Emily, slamming the shot glass back down on the table.
"Damn, impressive," said Alex.
Two more shots later and she was in the living room dancing. That was a quick blur. Someone had their hands on her waist. Was it Alex? She pushed her ass back and started grinding.
Another shot and she was in the hallway now. Alex had his hands on her ass. They were kissing. Maybe time to stop. Her phone buzzed again. Jake calling.
"Shit, I can't do this," she said. "I have a boyfriend."
"Not tonight," said Alex. Grabbing her ass more and pushing his tongue back into her mouth.
Another shot and now she was turning her phone on silent and tossing it on the floor.
"Fuck that loser!" she yelled.
Everyone at the party cheered and one more shot all around.
The next thing Emily knew Alex was dragging her by the hand into one of the back rooms. He pushed her up against the wall. He slid his hand down the front of her pants. He told her to get on her knees.
She did.
She shouldn't be doing this. Alex unzipped his pants and pulled it out. Of course, it was big. He was too cocky for it not to be.
"Put it in your mouth, slut."