Olivia's P.O.V.
Why can't Sean just leave me alone? I'm struggling to have fun. I'm working to not be the familiar Olivia, but he is making it strangely tough.I showed up to this party tonight with Megan to demonstrate something, and that something was that stuffy little pure Olivia could have fun, too.I genuinely didn't wish to wear this dress. I was utterly and unfortunately uncomfortable in it.My breasts were exploding out, and my backside cheeks, if I leaned a little too much over, would be on display to all the party animals here.I have had a few shots with Megan when we first showed up, and if I'm being honest, I'm thoroughly buzzed. The nerves in my body seemed like they were being overwhelmed with electricity.That also could just be because Sean Walker was squatting beside me.I don't see why he is demanding on playing a game that he possibly has played several times. I actually never took part in a spin the bottle game before, but I watched chick flicks that involved the game, and it looked fun.I just had to get over the basic fear of being forced into a closet with a boy I didn't find charming.We have been playing for several minutes. The bottle has yet to point towards me, but I was enjoying playing with everybody else and observing as they performed the task set by the one that spun the bottle.Many of the players were being taken into the closet for what they call seven minutes in heaven.Suddenly, the bottle spinned and pointed towards me. I felt my palms begging to sweat, and my breathing became accelerated. I don't know what I truly expected, but now that the beer bottle was pointed straight towards me, I can't help but have second thoughts.“It's your turn,” the blonde-haired boy that spun the bottle said and smirked. “Let's see,” he breathed and bit his bottom lip.“Spin again,” Sean demanded.“Dude, that's not the rules,” a girl snapped. “If she didn't want to play, she shouldn't have sat down.”“Stop,” I mumbled to Sean.He was embarrassing me.I'm not a child that he needs to protect. I'm a grown woman capable of making her own decisions, and well, if I'm being honest, mistakes.“No,” he growled.“Let's go.” He added, grabbed my arm, and tried to pull me up, but I wasn't moving.“No,” I repeated what he had just said.“I'm playing.” I informed him and jerked my arm out of his grip.“I'll do it. Whatever it is,” I shrugged and wished Megan was here to see this. I'm actually doing it. I'm playing a party game. She would be so proud of me right now. Hell, I'm proud of myself.“Olivia,” Sean threatened, but I overlooked him.“What is my task?” I requested the boy, inhaled in a sharp breath, and held it, hoping it wasn't something too dirty.I'm a virgin and don't indeed surrender it at a high school party all because of a childish game.“You have to go into the closet with someone,” he guy smirked. “Maybe with him.” He jerked his gaze towards Sean. “Sean looks like he needs some fun.”“Shut the fuck up, Jeremy,” Sean growled, his hands balling into fists at his sides.Yeah, he does look as if he needs some fun. I don't know what the hell his problem is. He was the one who embarrassed me last night and called me a bore in front of the entire senior class, and now that I'm trying not to be one, he isn't happy.“Do I have another option?” I asked quietly, not really wanting to go into that closet with anyone, least of all my older brother's best friend, who is an asshole man whore.“I could go in with you,” the boy named Jeremy said and smirked. “I'll make it good for you, beautiful.”“Um-” I started to say something, but Sean was close to losing his shit over what I don't even know.“I will beat your fucking ass if you touch her,” Sean snarled and took a threatening step towards the boy who now looked scared for his life.“Oh my god. Can you stop?” I asked, grabbed and grabbed his pants, halting his movement. “Just because you are my brother's best friend doesn't mean shit, Sean. I'm not your little sister. I'm a grown fucking woman and I will do whatever the heck I want.” I snarled at him and climbed to my feet.If I want to do this stupid, childish task, I will.“Let's go,” I ordered Jeremy and headed towards the closet.“I don't fucking think so,” Sean roared, grabbed my arm, and pulled me into him.“What the heck is your problem? Jason isn't even here, right? You can stop acting like this,” I sighed and tried to pull my arm once again out of his hand, but this time his grip tightened, and he was not letting me go.“Sean chill, bro. I'll take it easy on her,” Jeremy chuckled and grabbed my hand. “Come on, sexy,” he told me.“Lead the way,” I grinned and attempted to follow him, but Sean wasn't letting me go, and I was getting agitated.More than agitated.I was getting pissed.“Let me fucking go,” I whispered harshly.“You are not going into that mother fucking closet with him, Olivia.”“You don't own me,” I snapped at him, and shoved him back, forcing him to let go of my arm because he was shocked.“Come on, cutie,” I purred at Jeremy and opened the closet door and walked in.“Fuck that,” Sean snarled.My eyes widened as I watched him grab Jeremy by the back of the shirt when he started following me inside and hauled him backwards so hard, he fell onto his butt.“What the fuck, dude?” Jeremy shouted.“You are fucking lucky, that's all I did,” Sean whispered, and the dangerous tone he used caused my body to shiver.I was fixing to step out, feeling completely embarrassed thanks to Sean, but before I could step out, he stepped in and closed the door.“What are you doing?” I murmured.“Waiting until the seven minutes are up and then opening this damn door,” he sighed and leaned against the door.“What the hell is your problem, Sean?” I snapped, annoyed that he stepped into this closet with me just to stop another boy from following me in.“Don't have one,” he grunted, eyes locked on me.“Oh yeah?”“Yeah,” he stated.“Sure looked like you had a problem out there,” I hissed and pointed towards the door.“I'm seventeen now, Sean. If I want to play with a boy, I can. If I want to kiss a boy I can and if I want to date a boy I can. You and my stupid brother need to stop this nonsense. It's fucking annoying. I'm not a child anymore. You and him are only one year older than me. You don't have the right to do this.”“Your his sister. I have a right to protect you,” he growled, eyes blazing as he stared at me with a look I didn't understand.“No the fuck you don't,” I grounded out and leaned against the wall. “You and him need to stop. I'm trying to have fun and you both make that extremely difficult.”He didn't respond. He just looked at me. It looked like his eyes darkened but it could just be the barely lit room.“This is fucking ridiculous,” I sighed and laughed. “This is what I get for trying to have fun.”“You don't need to play a stupid game to have fun Olivia,” Sean mumbled, and crossed his arms.“Why not? Everyone plays those games. Megan, Heather,-”“Heather is a fucking whore that will take any cock inside her. Is that how you want to be?”“No of course not,” I snarled.How could he even ask me that? Wanting to have fun at a party is a far shot away from wanting to sleep with every guy I lay eyes on.“Then don't dress like a whore,” he snapped.“A whore?” I whispered.The one time I dressed up and attempted to look sexy, he had the gosh darn balls to call me a whore.“Yes,” he snarled.Okay.You know what?Fuck this.He wants to call me a whore. I'll act like one.I brought my hands to the hem of my dress and slowly started to pull it over my head, chest heaving as anger courses through my blood.“What are you doing?” He snarled, his chest rising and falling rapidly.“Being a whore,” I informed him, and jerked my dress over my head. I'm not standing in front of him in my black lace bra and panties.“This whore enough for you, Sean?” I asked, and tossed my dress towards him."Olivia," he growled, I heard his breath hitched and he looked pissed off, but he did not take his eyes off me.“Put your dress back on now,” he growled, and turned around, his back facing me. “No,” I growled right back. He is the one who called me a whore. I have not done a single thing at this party, hell in my whole life, to deserve to be called that. “I said, put the damn dress back on,” he demanded.“And I said no,” I shrugged and leaned back against the wall. Maybe it was the alcohol coursing through my bloodstream, but I felt very brave, and I wanted to have a little fun. Nothing seems more fun to me right now than to mess with Sean. “You are the one who followed me in here Sean,” I reminded him, biting my bottom lip, feeling my body buzzing with excitement. “You should have let Jeremy come in here with me.”“So he could take advantage of you?” Sean spit, still not turning around, but I watched as his shoulder grew tight and his breathing becoming rapid.“Maybe I would have taken advantage of him,” I whispered, and grinned. Megan would be proud of me right now.“You don't even know
I continued resting against the wall and gradually put my dress and panties back on. I waited a few minutes after Sean to step out of the small closet. I didn't need anybody, specifically my brother, to see me drunkenly stumbling out, my cheeks washed, and my body trembling. “That was not a full seven minutes,” one girl sitting in the circle giggled. “I knew she wouldn't be able to please Sean. He is too wild for sweet little Olivia.” Those words halted my movements for a second, scared that one of them would slip and tell my brother about it Monday at school, but then I remembered they were all drunk. Jason would never believe them over Sean and me. I may not be happy with what just went down between Sean and me, but that doesn't mean I'd choose to cause issues between them. I never wish to come between their friendship. Her words lit a fire inside my chest, and I had to press my lips shut not to make a stupid remark back to her. Sean wanted to touch me, and then because of my id
Sean's P.O.V. I need to get Olivia out of my head. I should not have these thoughts about her. She is forbidden. What just happened should not have happened. Jason would lose his shit if he found out what just went down inside that closet, all because of that stupid, childish game. I told Olivia that drunken boys would try to take advantage of her, and I ended up doing just that. Sure, she wanted it, but that was just the alcohol talking. She had never gotten drunk before, and it was causing her to act like that. I was already hard and honey because of her. But when her panties hit against my back, I craved nothing more than to forget who her brother was to me, and fuck her against the wall. Her body begging me to touch it, her beautiful moans demanding her pleasure. It made me lose my mind. Suck it the fuck-up Sean. She is off limits. She is fucking forbidden delicious fruit that I can't savor, no matter how much I want to. As I'm leaning against the bar, swallowing shot after
I walked out of my bedroom and heard Jason calling my name.“Coming,” I hollered back, slipped on my fuzzy slippers, and headed towards the living room.“You shouted?” I announced when I stepped into the living room.I see Jason and Sean sitting on the couch, junk food and beer littering the coffee table, and playing a video game.Boy's."Sean informed me about your conversation earlier,” Jason said, without taking his eyes off the TV.What?“Yeah, I told him everything. I hope you don't mind,” Sean shrugged, shoving a handful of chips into this month before playfully punching Sean. “You suck.”What an asshole.I can't believe he would do that.I know I shouldn't have done what I did, but him tattling to my brother? Come on.“Jason mentioned you wanted to chill with us more. He said, "You let it slip that you were feeling lonely -”I choked as soon as Sean mentioned
I poured three shots and placed them on the side table next to the pool table to have them ready.We all take turns playing against each other. Sean is pretty good, which means, unfortunately for my brother, has had to down several shots. He was already slurring and stumbling around before, and now it's worse.I'm going to nag him about this tomorrow.I'm a little tipsy, I have been keeping up pretty well, but I don't even perceive how. I have not played in years. It's pure luck at this point. Both Sean and Jason would act shocked when I'd manage to knock a ball into a hole.The vodka is starting to go to my head. I feel my body relaxing as my face flushes. I go to make a shot that I knew I can land effortless, but right before I aimed my stick down, Sean interrupted me. “Your form is off. Let me show you.” he positioned himself behind me and pretended to show me.I adjust myself, purposely rubbing my ass back against him, making him suck in a breath.Around thirty minutes later, we
Olivia's P.O.VI'm sitting in my bedroom on a Friday night trying my hardest to ignore the loud music blasting through the speakers from outside our home. I told my brother we shouldn't throw a party, well he shouldn't throw it because our parents actually trust us to behave while they are away visiting my moms sister for the weekend.I told my brother I needed to study, and I couldn't seem to focus on the words because the music was just too loud. I don't even know how the neighbors haven't called the cops for disturbing the peace yet, I can't even hear myself talk.Sighing loudly, rubbing my tired eyes and slamming my history book shut, I walked towards the window. I peeked through my bedroom window blind. I watched as the students from our school laughing and drinking around the bonfire, my brother Jason and his best friend Sean had started before the party animals started to arrive. As I'm looking through the blinds, I noticed all my brothers friends having a good time, empty be
Sean's P.O.VWhile Heather was sitting on my lap and kissing on my neck, I felt Olivia's eyes on me and quickly brought my head up towards her bedroom. Even through the half closed blind I could see her cheeks blazing red as she realized I had caught her staring at me. I thought she needed to study. That was the reason she decided to march outside, basically demanding that we and the music shut the hell up. She probably just wants my dick like the rest of the girls here, not like that would actually ever happen. She is such a goody two shoes that she isn't anywhere near my type. She really is a bore, I wasn't lying when I said that. She doesn't do anything her brother and I consider to be fun. She has never even gotten in trouble at school or at home. She always just does as she is told and it annoys the fuck out of me.The only thing she got going on for her is that she is beautiful as hell. I'm not even joking one night she woke me up from off the living room floor where I had pas
Sean's P.O.VThe next morning, I opened my eyes and realized I passed out in the guest bedroom, and thank goodness Heather was not still lying next to me. My head was pounding as I reached across the bed towards the nightstand, lightly tapping against the surface looking for my phone. My fingers finally brushed against it. I picked it up and brought it to my phone. The brightness made me blink my eyes several times before I noticed it's nine am and that I had one text message.Sighing in annoyance, I swiped my finger, opening up the text message, and already knew it's from Heather without even looking. Every time I sleep with a bitch, they always feel the need to text me in the morning. 'Last night was amazing. You know how to work that dick, baby. Maybe next time you can show me what that tongue can do,' she texted.Yeah, that will not happen, not going to be a next time and I don't eat pussy. It's not that I find eating pussy nasty, it's just I don't want my tongue on a bitch's cu