"girl, you're so much more than gorgeous
So much more than perfect."
In which...
Baylen Levine's best friend, Evelyn Summers, a girl who loves her friends more than anything, falls for one of them.
I sighed as I looked in the mirror. Me, Peej, Kyle, and Baylen were all going out to a nice dinner with Baylen's dad, to celebrate Baylen's four million subscribers mark.
This was a nice restaurant, so we had to dress nice, and I was wearing a short, black silk dress that ended at my mid thigh.
I was never confident in dresses, but it was the nicest clothing item I owned.
Peej walks in wearing a suit, and smiles.
"You look so gorgeous." He smiles as he leans down and kisses my forehead.
"You don't look too bad yourself." I smile as I look up at him.
I look back into the mirror and sigh, while frustratedly adjusting the dress.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"I look weird." I say.
"Evelyn don't say that." He says immediately. He never let me say negative things about myself. "You're the most gorgeous girl this world has seen."
"Should I wear something else?" I ask.
"Baby, you look perfect." He says as he walks up to me and kisses me, and I melt into his kiss. "The only downside is i'll have to keep my hands off of you."
"At least till we get home." I say as he smiles.
We all go out to the car, and get in, with me and Peej in the back; and Kyle in Baylen up front, while Baylen's dad would be meeting us at the restaurant.
Not too far into the drive, Peej texts me.
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The dinner was a long event, with Peej moving his hand between my upper thigh or my hand.
He would whisper in my ear every once in a while telling me how bad he wanted me, and that made me want him more.
Eventually we were sitting at the table as time only felt to be slowing down, as we impatiently sat side by side, silently craving each other.
The ride home was even worse, we were so desperate for each other.
His hand was placed on my thigh the whole time, and my hand was placed on top of his.
The second we got home, we went upstairs, while the two other boys left again soon after to go to walmart, leaving just Peej and I home.
I was immediately shoved against my bedroom wall the second that door closed behind us, and his lips were crashing into mine.
My hands were in his hair, while one of his hands was on the side of my face, and the other was on my waist.
Time passed, and eventually I was sitting on his lap on the bed; as he kissed me harder.
His shirt was off, and he was slowly pulling off my dress.
"Can I?" He asks.
"Please." I beg.
I slid down off the bed, breaking the waistband of his suit pants, and putting his inches in my mouth, hearing whimpers flood from his mouth.
It wasn't long before Peej had me back on the bed, without the black dress on, and he was above me, pushing inside me, and a loud moan escapes my mouth.
