Raven The bass is so loud I can feel it in my chest. The club is packed with bodies moving to the rhythm, lights flashing in sync with the beat. I’m sandwiched between Anaya and David in our booth, watching them be disgustingly adorable together. Anaya is perched on David’s lap, her arms draped around his neck. His hands are everywhere. Sliding up her thighs. Gripping her waist. One hand is tangled in her hair while the other cups her ass through her dress. They’re kissing like they’re alone in the room instead of surrounded by hundreds of strangers. “Get a room,” I call out over the music, throwing a napkin at them. Anaya breaks the kiss long enough to flip me off without looking away from David. “We don’t need a room. We fuck in the open.” “Jesus fucking Christ, Anaya.” “What? I’m serious.” She finally pulls away from David and turns to me with flushed cheeks and swollen lips. “We did it one time on the beach. Best fucking feeling ever. The waves, the sand, the risk of
閱讀更多