Undercover Heiress

Part Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Five: You're just mad that I blew a cloud bigger than your dick

I gladly moved my lips against him, while he wasted no time hooking his hands under my thighs to push my body against the fridge.

Not the best place for a makeout session, but I wasn't going to complain.

For someone with no experience, Peter definitely knew what he was doing.

Maybe he lied about his virginity too!

He moaned against my mouth probably mad that I wasn't responding fast enough, so I grabbed a fist full of his hair and gently tugged back.

Peter growled, digging his nails into my ass and then bit my lower lip, sending tingles throughout my body.

It was up until now I had forgotten about the whole killer being in America thing, and I lost interest in kissing Peter.

I felt bad for pulling away because he thought this meant it was time to take off our clothes and fuck, given by the fact that he had started kissing down my neck.

How do I make him stop?

As much as it killed me to have him stop making my body feel this way, I needed to find Sydney and leave the party.

Peter kept sucking on my neck while I reached for his chest and pushed him away,

Being the respectable man he was, he dropped me on accident and then snapped out of his horny trance.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" He quickly asked, covering his mouth and then running a hand through his hair.

I held a hand up and closed my eyes, nodding before pushing myself off the floor.

"I'm okay lol, I just need to clean myself up," I told him.

Peter squeezed his eyes shut, probably thinking about what just happened and I took that time to leave the kitchen.

I just said lol.

I shook my head and muttered insulting shit to myself, while I pushed through the crowd of sweaty bodies looking for Sydney.

The bitch was nowhere to be found, and since I needed to leave urgently I just grabbed Nicholas and pulled him aside.

"I need a ride," I stated, watching him bob up and down to the music while eating a cookie.

"And I need a million dollars, but we can't always get what we want," He mimicked, and I rolled my eyes shoving him to the side.

I can't believe I said I'd let him fuck me.

Not with that attitude sweaty.

"I need to find Owenn or Connorrr," I told myself, running a hand through my hair.

Wait a second.

"Who the fuck is Connor?" I mumbled, furrowing my brows.

God, I must be retarded or sum shit.

And that's how I spent the next half an hour getting lost in Henery's 2 story house trying to find a group of guys who avoided manipulative girls for a living.

They were pretty darn good at it.

Up until I came across Owen playing beer pong in the basement with Sydney and who I assume was Natalie clinging onto each bicep.

He had his arm angled with the small orange ball between his thumb and middle finger, ready to toss it.

A smile played on his lips as he looked between Sydney and Natalie, raising a brow.

"Well, I need a good luck kiss first, right guys?" He asked, glancing behind him at Kevin and friends.

"Yeah!" They all cheered.

Owen shrugged, leaning into Sydney to steal a kiss from her and then turning to Natalie getting his face grabbed only to be made out with.

OoF.

"He pullin'!" Kevin shouted while other guys whistled.

Pigs.

The group of boys began to hit their juuls, and I inhaled a long breath before storming over to Kevin and tapping his shoulder.

He was so busy talking to the other guys that the only reason I managed to grab his attention was by pulling at the waistband of his jeans.

What is it with boys and sex?

Kevin stopped mid-sentence, and then slowly turned his head towards me with a brow raised.

"Bro, are you pullin too?" Collin asked until he realized it was me.

Both him and Kevin cursed under their breath, probably wishing I was someone they didn't know.

"Shit,"

I put a hand on my hip and rolled my eyes before glancing at Owen and Sydney sucking face.

"Ew," I grumbled.

"I need a ride," I sighed out, and stared at Kevin with a bored look.

He shook his head and then tilted his head.

"Go get Pete then," He told me.

Collin high fived Kevin for no reason, other than to look like he had just burned me.

"Very funny, but he's blackout drunk," I said, shaking my head.

Owen had finally managed to get back to the group of guys after losing Sydney and Natalie, yet somehow he was out of breath.

"I got Nat to suck me off real quick, and but Syd wanted me to go down on her," Owen gossiped, and all the guys cheered.

Is this all guys talk about?

"Princess you're just mad that no one has fucked you yet," Collin said, and then the guys 'Ooo'd.

I scoffed, crossing my arms defensively.

"For your information, Collin... I believe it was you who tried to fuck me in the bathroom after I blew a cloud bigger than your dick size." I retorted.

Asshole.

"Kevin give me a ride home please," I asked sweetly.

"I'll take her home, you go make sure Peter and Nick are okay," Owen answered, grabbing my arm.

I hope that wasn't the hand he used with-

Nope, that's just ew

"Ight, I'm out guys. Later," He said, walking me out the basement back door.

I prayed that Sydney got home alright even though she did shit with Owen.

I don't think I'll look at these guys the same after tonight because at this point things just seemed to be going downhill.

Parties change people.

On our way out, I had accidentally bumped into someone and made them topple over on the ground.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry-" I tried to apologize, but the girl's glasses had broke and then she just cursed at me.

"Watch it, bitch," She told me, furrowing her brows and glaring.

"Bailey, just leave her," Owen chimed in, ushering me away while I examined the girl.

Dirty blonde hair, round glasses, small body...

Marie.

From first period and PE Marie.

Without the baggy clothes and glasses she looked drop-dead gorgeous, and the mini dress she wore definitely showed off her pear figure.

But the attitude and personality made her ugly.

Such a shame.

Marie was a nice girl and I decided I wouldn't let this incident taint how I viewed her.

It'd be a shame if that good girl image went down the drain.