The contest

Chapter 43:
*edited*

"babe you ready?" Luke asked.

Tonight we are going to a club cause we haven't done anything in awhile.

"Yep" I reply.

I'm wearing a tight sparkly red dress that stops a little above mid thigh.

I have my red pumps on and some red lipstick and some mascara and eyeliner.

I walk down the stairs and kiss Luke on the lips quickly and we drive to the club.

Once we get there we get drinks. There was alcohol but we weren't drunk. I started dancing with Luke but then he went to the bathroom.

Once he left some guy grabbed me. I danced with him a little until Luke came back. He looked at us and got upset.

He pulled me out of the club and to the car with a tight grip on my arm. We instantly drove home.

"What the hell I was having fun!"

"Dancing with other guys!" he yelled back.

"He pulled me to him I just danced so it wasn't weird to be the only one not dancing plus we didn't like sexually dance or anything"

"I'm still pissed at that guy" he said through gritted teeth.

We got to the house and we went to his room. Sometimes I sleep in here sometimes he sleeps with me. (not in the way you think)

"God that guy is an asshole" Luke said clenching his Jaw.

"Oh god"

"What?" he asked still mad.

"You right now not to sound weird or anything but you're turning me on" I say biting my lip.

"Oh really" he asks stepping towards me.

I nod and he reaches me and pushes me against the wall. He puts his mouth on mine full of lust and anger.

We backed up not breaking the kiss then we ended up on his bed.

I won't say the rest but angry sex is great.