"Stop, I can hear footste-" Harry yelps just as Charl latches her lips to his collar bone.Obviously a weak spot of his.
Harry was in fact right, Footsteps could be heard from the distance and I guess that concluded the short moment we all shared together. The young girl who was sat in dare circle us knocked on the door and told us that our time was up and we'd done it.
I've honestly never been so disappointed and I wished the timer was longer. However, not wanting to raise suspicion, we all returned back down the stairs rather awkwardly.
Harry's POV
All I can think is wow. Honestly. In the short 15 minutes I'd spent with Sienna and Charlotte, I would give anything for more time. They've left me eager and I want more. I want to feel their bare bodies beneath me, their hot breathing against my skin. I want them to crave me. I wonder if I can persuade them to come back upstairs with me..
"Harry? It's your turn to spin"
My thoughts are interrupted by Sienna. She's hot. Plainly hot. She doesn't have any exciting features, she's just simply beautiful. I wonder how her clothes would look like on the floor...
"Oh my g- is he deaf? Harry? it's your turn!"
My thoughts were interrupted yet again by Sienna. For gods sake she was beautiful, they both were. I know if I want to get either of these girls into bed, I'm going to have to do something about this stupid fucking bottle game. I do have an idea though, if I can get rid of the idea of the bottle spinning, I could get them into bed quicker.
Standing up carelessly, pretending to be a little more drunk than i needed to be, and 'accidentally' stepped onto the bottle, sending shards of glass in all directions. This seemed to piss a fair few people off but I don't care as long as it works. About five people got up and left, and now it was just, Sienna, Charlotte and that ginger dude.
Judging by his slurred words and delayed reactions, he's highly intoxicated, he's going to be easy to get off my back.
"Charlotte, truth or dare?"
That was when I got another good look at the girl, she had pretty brown hair in some fancy hair-do and she had blushed cheeks. She was just as pretty as Sienna, if not prettier. She'd sure look pretty biting my neck again...
"Truth" she states. I'm somewhat disappointed by her choice, perhaps she's not as daring as she looks. I'll have to do something about that.
The ginger dude spoke again, only his speech slowing with every word he struggled to pronounce. It was rather hilarious. To my luck, when I glanced up from watching the hands on my watch tick, he'd passed out on the floor. That left me with what I needed. Us. Alone.
I'd tried so hard to get us three to this point, and now I was lost for words, I hadn't a clue what to say. I've always been confident, but when it came to these two, I was nothing more than a schoolboy.
Sienna was the first to bring up conversation, and her voice was mesmerising. Honestly angelic. I bet she could sing too.
"Do you think we should find something else to do? I'm bored of this now."
Charlotte and I agreed silently and nodded at the beautiful girl Infront of me.
The idea of their bodies connected with my own re-ignited my confidence and I stood up eagerly.
"Either of you, or both of you, upstairs now."
Now ideally, both of them would of joined me up to one of the rooms so we could make the most of this 'party' but Sienna briefly explained she needed to get home so as not to worry her parents. After exchanging phone numbers, I practically dragged the pretty girl up the stairs with me. The girl of dreams. At the time, I did not care who this girl was, just that she was allowing me to potentially fuck her.
Charlottes POV
I stared at the curly hair bouncing up and down as he practically dragged me up the stairs. Neither of us saying a word, he led me down the hallway, opening and checking each room, which was either occupied or too tidy to mess around in. Damn, this is proving difficult.
