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They somehow managed to make it into the bedroom, falling into her dresser.
“Fuck,” Pete said, knowing he’d have a bruise by morning.
Bea giggled, and Pete grabbed her ass with both hands and picked her up so her legs wound around his waist. They circled and kissed, lost in a whirlwind of lust. Slamming against the wall, Pete tried to draw back slightly to take off Bea’s shirt, but their equilibrium was off since they were drunk, and he went too far back, causing Bea to grab at the curtains, tearing them down as she tried not to fall.
Both of them lay in a fit of giggles for a moment before they disregarded what had happened, came together again, their lips unable to part except when undressing the other. They fell onto the bed, Bea on top of Pete, and all the laughter stopped as he entered her fast and hard from below.
Their eyes got lost in one another as he withdrew and slid back in, circling his hips. back arched, wanting more…
A touch on my shoulder makes me realize I’m lost in my thoughts again. Shit. I look up to see Matt staring over my shoulder. The smile he’s worn the entire night isn’t there, and it’s been replaced with what almost looks like a scowl.
When I glance to my right, a figure comes out from behind me. Hudson bends down, and I turn in his direction. He takes my hands for a moment and squeezes them before letting go to sign, we need to talk.
