All Chapters of Party Animals: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ElijahEarlierI was fuming when I saw Zoe’s Jeep pull into the parking lot from the window in my office an entire hour late. She had no excuse for being late, especially since I woke her up. Zoe wanted to make a statement and show me that she would do whatever the fuck she wanted to, but this would not go the way she wanted. Her behavior was a big fuck you to my face.Moments later, Zoe knocked on my office door. She tried to give me some sorry excuse, but I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her. Instead, I put my foot down and punished her harshly. She’d hate me now, but she’d eventually get over it. Zoe stormed out of the office and slammed my door with such ferocity that I was afraid it would come off the hinges.I devoted all of my attention to my patient charts for the day's appointments. The door opened, but I didn’t bother looking up, knowing that it was most likely Zoe wanting to talk herself out of her punishment. “Hey, little brother. Are y’all having a lover’s quarrel alread

Zoe“Girl, why do you have that big ass smile on your face?” Brianna asked as she returned her attention to her handheld mirror.“She looks like she's ready to get this night over and done with because she has dick waiting for her at home,” Samuel laughed.I chuckled to myself knowing that he was absolutely right.“With the neighbor who we have yet to meet?” Brianna asked with raised eyebrows. “If you think you’re gonna be dating this grown-ass man without our approval then you might as well lock it up, ain’t happenin’.”“Okay, who said anything about dating? We’re just having a temporary moment.”“Girl, you let him keep your fucking dog. Actually, at this point, it’s safe to say that English is with him more than he’s with you.”“N-no he’s not.”They both gave me a pointed look to let me know they knew I was lying.“Elijah’s a vet so who better to take care of him. At least English isn’t at home by himself all day.”“Riiiigggghhhhhttt,” they drawled.“Man, fuck y’all both,” I said re

Elijah“That’s a rather odd question, but not much, if I had to say. I stole it when I went shopping at the outlet mall, so I didn’t pay anything for it,” Zoe confessed. I wasn’t even taken aback. She was such a bad girl, and I fucking loved it.I dropped her to her feet and shuddered as I felt her small hand reach into my pajama bottoms and firmly grab my dick. Zoe wasn’t playing around with it either. She was on a mission to make me come, and I knew she wouldn't stop until the mission was accomplished. She sucked and nibbled at my throat as she simultaneously pumped me, and dammit, it felt good.I suddenly gripped her wrist, forcing her to stop. At the rate she was going, this would’ve been over before we even started. I spun her around, untied the back of her sultry dress, and watched as the top half of it cascaded down her body. I grabbed the bottom half of the dress and tore through the sheer fabric, causing Zoe to shriek in surprise. “What the fuck was that for?!”“Karma. You sh

ZoeAs soon as they pulled out of the driveway, I cleaned the kitchen and made sure everything was in its rightful place. I had to make Elijah lose this bet, and obviously, he reacted strongly to my pranks.I laughed maniacally as my eyes glanced over his massive DVD collection. I spent the next hour swapping the discs out and turning the cases backward. When he returned he would see rows upon rows of black.Once my devious work was done, English and I slipped out of the house, locking the door behind us, and skipped across the street. I placed Elijah’s key on my Frenchie keychain and planned on waiting for him to come and take it from me.“Mommy’s home. I hope you two behaved!” I shouted as I entered my house. Brianna and Samuel were both passed out on the living room couch, and I was grateful that I didn’t see any vomit on the couch or floor. They had several more drinks than I had, so I could only imagine how bad their hangover was.In the meantime, I ordered groceries for delivery

ElijahFour hours and 11 red drums later, we finally decided to call it quits and head back home. “I’m not even going to bother asking what you’re gonna do when you get home,” Michael grinned.“I’m going to pack my fish in the fridge, shower, eat, and sleep.”“You just keep lying to yourself. Has your girlfriend sent you any more saucy photos?” Michael questioned as we slid the fish cooler into the back of the truck. I suddenly remembered that I still had my phone off. My phone began to flood with picture after picture of Zoe and her crazy antics. There were photos of her playing beer pong, then flip cup, followed by a lovely picture of her doing a keg stand. There were more pictures of her ass, followed by a picture of a girl doing a body shot off of her. At that point, I was so sexually frustrated that I almost tossed my phone into the ocean when I received a video of her twerking; however, unlike the last time, she was dancing with a guy.“If she can do all that with another guy, t