Falling for my roommate

5️⃣

She rubbed her hands through her hair, the music making her heart pump faster.

The world was spinning around her and she knew she had taken too many shots, but she was too busy dancing with Dylan to care about any of that.

His hands rubbed up and down her body to the beat of the song and she found her body grinding against his.

She hadn't expected the night to turn out like this but she was enjoying it anyway.

Dylan gently bit her ear, smirking to himself.

He was going to get what he wanted, and he knew it.

She could feel his bulge pressing against her back and she pushed her body onto it, loving the effect she had on him.

He turned her around, their faces merely inches apart. His hands rested firmly on her ass and he pushed his lips against hers.

Immediately she kissed him back, running her hands through his hair, giving it a light tug. He moaned gently against her lips, she was better at kissing than he had expected.

His tongue danced against hers, fighting for dominance.

They pulled out, resting their foreheads against each other, panting for breath. It didn't seem like there was anyone else at the party at that moment, all Charlotte could see was him.

The viberations in her pocket caused her to look away from him.

"Hello?" She slurred, holding on to Dylan's shoulder to keep balanced. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled him closer to her.

"Where are you? It's time." The voice of Preston made shivers run down her spine. "I don't wanna do it!"

As she looked around she could see him walking towards her and she groaned, stomping her foot, he had found her.

Preston looked at Dylan and rolled his eyes, "Sorry, I've got to talk to Charlotte."

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the corner, keeping her pushed against the wall.

She struggled against his grip, "Lemme go!"

In her drunken state she was no match for him, as he was double her size. "All you've got to do is this one thing alright? Then I will leave you alone."

She shook her head rapidly, her heart beat increasing. "Please, I don't want to do this."

He sighed gently, one hand cupping her cheek and the other gently resting on her waist.

"If you really don't want to do this you don't have to, but I'd really appreciate it if you did."

She nodded slowly as he closed the gap between them, this kiss much softer than the first time they kissed.

The kiss had barely started when he was pulled off of her and they were both now looking at a very angry girl who was clutching onto his arm.

"How could you do this to me Preston!?"

Her voice was high pitched and irritating, Charlotte quickly glanced at him and noticed he had his arm wrapped around her body, protecting her from the angry girl.

"I haven't done anything to you Leah."

Leah glanced between the two of them as tears spring to her eyes, "You're a stupid little whore, no wonder he went for you."

Charlotte glared at the girl, "Who the hell do you think you're talking to!?"

The girl took two steps forward, although Preston shifted his body so that Charlotte could barely see her. "I'm obviously talking to you, you dumb whore!"