what happens at the party

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Lilly's  P.O.V.

Eric was always full of surprises and he knew how to party. Today he was having a party, and what's a party without some alcohol. He loved to drink so I brought over some vodka. Sometimes my boyfriend was a little bit too trusting, I went to go to Eric's house to joint the party. No one was there yet so he answered the door, wearing nothing but a bathrobe. H  love  to tease me, it would've been weird if it wasn't for the fact that we had dated before. I gave him a major look of disapproval but all he could manage to say was "what, it's not like you haven't seen any of this before?" Which looking back, it was all true. Then as his hormones took over his body he pulled me inside his house, shut the door, and pushed me up against the wall about  to kiss me before I interrupted him. "I have a boyfriend, remember?"

But all he had to say about that was, "I know, but babe it's time to show you what a real man is capable of. You won't be needing him anymore. " and with that he kissed me down my neck , and with that everything melted away and I was caught up in the moment. Next I took his bathrobe and opened it up exposing his beautiful body. His perfectly chiseled abs, strong leg muscles, gorgeous biceps. His body was perfect, but before anything else could happen he had to get dressed as Joe was going to be over in fifteen more minutes.

2 hours later

After a wild party Eric and I were watching tv while Joe was passed out  drunk, but something was obviously turning him on because next thing I knew he turned towards kissing and sucking on my neck as I removed his shirt from his body. Then kissing down his chest as he let out a series of moans he positioned me on top of him wandering his hands down my body, squeezing me closer and closer into him as he bit down into my neck. As his teeth sunk into my neck I let out a moan of pleasure, but before I  could escalate anymore we were stopped by the sound of the entrance  on someone into the house. At first glance we couldn't make out who it was  but then the figure was recognizable, it was Zak, my boyfriend.

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