Standing up, Lorraine walked slowly to the other side of the table, her legs shaky as she stood before Asher. Her knees nearly gave out. With a trembling breath, she climbed onto his lap, one leg at a ti. Her thighs pressed against his, her barely-covered breasts just inches from his face. The mont she settled on top of him, she gasped softly—feeling sothing poke against her backside. A tremble passed through her entire body as she realized exactly what that was
Trying to ignore it to ease the tension, she moved her hands slowly—one resting against his chest, the other brushing gently along his jaw. She was so close now she could sll the faint blend of his cologne and the alcohol they’d been drinking. Her cheeks burned. Her breath hitched.
Asher didn’t move, just sat there, feeling her tremble on top of him. She couldn’t even look him in the eye anymore.
"I..." she whispered, her lips quivering just above his. "I’ve never..."
Her voice cracked.
Asher tilted his head slightly, his lips grazing hers, but not kissing yet. "You don’t have to rush it. Take your ti."
He could tell—this was her first ti.
But his gentleness only made it worse. Lorraine’s heart pounded violently in her chest, the tension unbearable. Her fingers clutched his shirt, eyes fluttering shut, her breath now mingling with his.
Still, one ridiculous thought word its way into her mind—what if his mouth still tastes like that weird at from earlier?
She grimaced inwardly, but even that wasn’t enough to kill the mont.
She leaned in anyway, gathering everything she had, and pressed her lips to his in a soft, shy kiss. It felt like her whole world stilled for that one mont. Her stomach flipped. Her thighs clenched. Her chest pressed tighter against his as instinct took over.
Cheers erupted around the room.
She pulled back quickly, breathless, her skin flushed as she stumbled off his lap and returned to her seat like nothing happened.
But her heart was still thundering.
It wasn’t as disgusting as l thought...she bit her lip, rembering the heat that kiss had ignited. But why won’t my heart stop racing?
The ga continued.
Adrian, finally getting to be King, knew the ga might end before he could really enjoy it. So, with a smug grin, he adjusted his glasses like the virgin god he was and gave his command.
"As the King, I command everyone to kiss the person who invited them!"
Kira whooped. "What a genius command! Thought I wasn’t gonna get my fun!"
"You’ve done it, bro!" Brian gave him a proud slap on the back.
The room was fully drunk now—drunk on alcohol, on lust, and on the thrill of the night.
Adrian leaned into Sharon and kissed her deeply.
Brian kissed Mira.
Derrick didn’t just kiss—he got eaten. Natalie devoured him, tongue and all, moaning into his mouth like she hadn’t been kissed in years.
Kira finally got his chance to kiss his all-ti crush. Though it was his first kiss, he found the courage and gently pressed his lips to Lorraine’s.
As for Asher and Anna—just when Asher expected a simple kiss like everyone else, Anna, whose heart had ached watching him kiss Lorraine, decided to make her move.
She lunged forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and crashed her lips into his, kissing him hungrily. Asher, taken by surprise, wrapped his arms around her waist, the kiss growing deeper... and longer.
To Anna, nothing else existed now.
She pushed Asher to the floor and climbed on top of him, their mouths locked in a deep French kiss, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth.
"AYO!! That’s enough, guys!!" Adrian barked.
But they didn’t hear a thing.
"She drank a little too much! You can’t bla the girl now, can you?" Natalie chuckled—and then pounced on Derrick again, pinning him to the floor. "Wanna kiss again?" she purred.
Derrick’s eyes widened. "Oh goddess, yes!! Your lips are sweeter than a goat’s!"
Natalie blinked. "A goat?" But she kissed him anyway, more fiercely this ti.
Watching Asher and Anna go at it like lovers reunited, Sharon felt her heart shatter. She stood, eyes clouded, grabbed her shorts, and stord off to her room.
"What the hell is happening?" Adrian whispered.
He hadn’t even seen the worst of it yet.
Anna had gotten too heated. This mont—having Asher to herself—was sothing she’d been craving for ages. She didn’t care anymore.
Still kissing him, she reached behind herself and unclasped her bra. Asher, realizing what was happening, quickly caught it before it fell, shielding her modesty from the room full of degenerates. Then, he stood up with her still clinging to him, legs locked around his waist, her nearly bare breasts pressed to his chest.
Asher carried her to his room, kicked the door open, and closed it behind them with a back kick.
Back in the living room, things were heating up again. Natalie, with no sha, peeled off Derrick’s trousers, leaving him in just his underwear.
Lorraine watched all this unfold. Her body was heating up too, itching in places she couldn’t dare touch in public. She knew exactly where all this was going—she’d seen enough in the adult videos she always watches on her manuscript. But unlike Derrick and Natalie who were both C-ranks, she couldn’t do anything with Kira. He was a re D-rank, and if word got out...
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried not to get horny from everything happening around her.
"FUCK THIS!!" Adrian shouted and stord off toward Sharon’s room, knocking gently on her door, hoping she’d let him in too.
anwhile, Brian and Mira, giggling like mischievous teens, snuck into the kitchen with the leftover food and drinks, already cooking sothing up.
Everything was escalating too fast.
But in Asher’s room, it was even worse.
Anna kissed him like she’d never stop. His hands ran up her bare back. Her hips grinded ever so slightly, the friction sending a jolt through both of them.
Her lips broke from his only for a mont.
"I wanna do it, Ash." She whispered. "I wanna go all the way with you."
TBC
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