Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card (Jessie and Luke)

CHAPTER 3 JESS

We stood in front of the floor-

length mirror in my room, admiring our reflections. I couldn't believe how different we looked. I wore the tight black dress, with my usual messy blond braid now sleek and straight down my back. The dress clung to my body like it was painted on. I felt naked underneath- which is what I was. I've never shown this much skin, and it made me

nervous.

Next to me, Laura looked stunning in her purple halter-

neck dress. Her dark brown hair was tied up in a high ponytail, accentuating her sharp jawline and bright green eyes. She looked like a supermodel, and I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I was so used to seeing her in dungarees and paint all over her that I almost didn' recognize her.

But it was Sam who really stole the show. Her fiery red hair was curled and tousled, framing her face in a way that made her look like a fiery temptress. The green corset she wore

was laced up so tight it gave her incredible cleavage, and I couldn't help but stare. I cupped my own chest, feeling a little inadequate.

Laura spotted me and laughed." I don't compare with Sam either," she chuckled.

"You guys look amazing; I'd kill for your legs, Jess." Sam said, striking a pose in front of the mirror. "but at least I got the boobs."

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I rolled my eyes. "I think boobs win," I teased.

Laura chimed in, her voice husky. "This will do. I'm not looking for Mr. Right. I'm looking for Mr. Right Now for one night only."

Sam grinned. "That's champagne talking, and I need more of it..."

I poured us all another glass, emptying the second bottle, and we threw it back like a shot.

"OK. Let's go." I breathed.

The Uber pulled to the curb, and we stumbled into the warm night air. The sound of music and laughter drifted through the air. I could do this. I had enough champagne in me to get me through this night.

Josh always made sure I wasn't invited, and the one time I was - he drove me home the minute I got there. Some bullshit story about protecting me, and I'm better than this. We were both seniors, and he was there - it didn't make sense.

We stumbled up the driveway, and I was thankful I put on a pair of leather sandals-this driveway in heels would have been impossible. Now that I think about it, snapping an ankle might get me laid, though. The whole damsel in distress thing might. just work.

"I hate these shoes. I hate these shoes."Sam groaned next to us. She was shorter than us by at least a head, and thus, she opted for a pair of heels, which she regretted right now.

"You can do it, Sam. We'll get you more alcohol to numb the pain," Laura offered, and we both linked arms, helping her up

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the driveway.

A few guys caught my eye, checking us out as we passed. Laura leaned into me. "What are they staring at? The other girls are wearing the same thing..." I looked around and felt a little self-

conscious, but Sam poked us both in the ribs. "You guys look hot. They are staring because you look hot! Now smile and get me to the house, my feet fucking hurt." Sam reminded us, and I felt a little more relaxed. At least we were blending in, not disappearing in the back We pushed our way through the crowd, and I was thankful for the liquid courage we had at the house. So many writhing bodies in one space was a little overwhelming. We reached the porch and spotted people making out and a few girls dancing inside. "Wow, this is insane," Laura breathed, her eyes wide.

"I know, right?" Sam exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like it."

I nodded in agreement, my heart pounding in my chest. We were really here. We were actually doing it.

I caught sight of Luke across the room. He was laughing with a group of guys. I felt a pang of... something was it jealousy? - and looked away quickly.

I hated him. He treated me like I was a nobody. We had years of friendship and kept each other's secrets-so many secrets. It hurt, but I don't care anymore. Luke means nothing to me now.

We walked around the massive house and bumped into a few guys. The biggest one turned and grinned, clearly pleased with what he saw.

"Ladies..." He said smoothly. He stepped forward, giving Sam a pleasing look. I watched Sam blush and give him a small smile. She may have just found her, Mr. Right Now. Laura gave her a wink, and I squeezed her arm, making sure she was okay before leaving in sear As we got to the kitchen, a guy handed us each a red cup filled with beer. Laura's eyes lit up, and she was about to take a sip, but I snatched it away just in time. "You do not drink anything you didn't open!" I said firmly, then turned around and chucked the beer into the sink. When I looked into the room next to the kitchen, I saw my brother, Josh, his eyes scanning the room.

Shit.

I was about to tell Lauren we needed to move before he saw us, but she was already talking with some tall, handsome blond guy. He seemed like the artsy type. I waited for her to signal she was fine, and when she nodded at me and smiled, I knew she had also found her Great.

"And then there was one..." I mumbled to myself. I wasn't sure what to do now. Sam and Laura made it look so easy. I decided to go find a bathroom to make sure nothing important was showing in this dress and opted for one upstairs. Maybe it would be quiet, and I could On the way up, I bumped into a solid guy standing on the steps. I was about to apologize when he turned around, and I was met with a charming smile and dimples.

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Not bad, I thought.

His eyes raked over my body, making me feel self-conscious, and then his smile grew even wider.

"You have great legs," he slurred, leaning towards me.

Great.

I get the really drunk guy.

No way.

His words were slurred, and

his breath reeked of garlic and cheap beer. I leaned back and tried to walk past him, but he stepped in front of me. "Where you goin pretty thing?" I rounded him and bolted up the steps but heard him trail behind me. Reaching for the first door, I barely had time to pull it pen "You are a little tease, aren't you?" He whispered in my ear, his hot breath is making me feel queasy.

"Look. Just get off." I shoved against his chest, but he wouldn't move. He leaned into my face, and I turned away just in time to miss his sloppy attempt at a kiss.

"Off!" I repeated loudly, but he wouldn't budge, his hand gripping my hip hard enough to leave a bruise. I was about to bring my knee up when suddenly, he was gone, and there was nothing but air.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm my nerves, but I didn't have a second to recover when another hand

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gripped my arm, this time pulling me through the door and closing it behind me.