lifting their hands in the air and shouting a victory cry.
I laughed and got back up. "Just help us keep an eye on things tonight. It gets wild and people get stupid fast."
"Will do, boss." He nodded and walked off toward the crowd.
"That's usually my line." I smiled and finished off my beer. The night was going to be long and arduous unless Tasha showed up. "Here's for hoping."
*
The smell of weed seemed to be everywhere, which was part of the party scene every Friday night, but fuck if I didn't hate it. I waved my hand in front of my face as I walked through the kitchen to the living room to check on everyone.
A pretty Hispanic girl I'd seen a few times was laying on her side in the middle of the floor, her dress hiked up over her ass, showing anyone and everyone her goods.
"Damn," I mumbled and squatted beside her. "Hey there. You all right?"
"Mmmm... you're so hot. You're the good boy, right?" She hiccupped and rolled onto her back, running her hands down over her stomach to her legs.
"That's me." I reached down and grabbed her hands as she started pulling her skirt up over her thighs.
"Wanna be bad just tonight? Hmmm?"
"Absolutely." I stood up and helped her up before tossing her over my shoulder. She was wobbly on her feet and there was no way in hell she had put herself in a good position being in the Omega House with thirty horny idiots looking the way she did.
"I like your butt. It's so squishy." She giggled as she played with my ass the whole time I was carrying her upstairs. "Are you a virgin?"
"Yep. You want my V-card tonight?" I kept her talking just to make sure she remembered where she was when she woke up. I hated the thought of her barfing in my room, but that was the least of my worries. I pushed the door open and laid her down on my bed as she reached for me.
"Come here and fuck me." She pulled at my shirt, looking like sin incarnate laying in my white silk sheets.
"Let me grab a condom and I'll be back." I pulled her hands from me carefully and covered her up. "What were you drinking, baby?"
"The red punch." She rolled on her side and giggled loudly. "Hurraaaaaa. I'm tired."
"Be right back." I locked the door from the inside and slipped out into the hallway. Someone had spiked the fucking punch again. I walked down to the living room and grabbed the cooler full of it. Several people yelled as if in agony when I dumped the whole fucking thing in the backyard.
"Whoever keeps spiking the punch... fuck you too." I chucked the cooler toward the yard and walked back into the house, frustrated as shit. It was a date rape drug and Jacob might not get the chance to fuck up the bastard that kept using it at our house. I might do it before he could. It was a dangerous game he was playing.
"Cameras," I mumbled and glanced up to see Tasha and Emily walk through the front door. My cock twitched in my jeans at the sight of her. The short white shorts she had on combined with her light blue top left her breasts front and center and her slender waist the epicenter of my gaze. Where there was no way I would ever take advantage of the pretty woman in my bed upstairs, the one standing by the door felt like fair game.
"Hey ladies. Don't drink anything that you don't open." I stopped in front of Emily and gave her a quick hug as she moved into my arms. "Tasha. How are you?"
"I'm good." She glanced around and let out a soft sigh. "I have no clue what I'm doing here, but whatever."
"You look amazing." I kept my eyes on her pretty face. No need to act like the animal I felt like every time I saw her. She didn't seem the kind of woman that would appreciate that shit.
"I don't want anything to drink." Teri's voice caught my attention and I turned to find her and Geoff talking just beside us.
"I meant water, baby." He pulled her close and brushed her hair back.
Her belly was big and round with their baby, and where the thought of getting someone pregnant I wasn't married to scared the shit out of me,
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