Chapter 2: The Party

Harper and the Martinson brothers turned their project in a week later: a couple of days before the due date. As if planned, there was a party planned for the following night. Harper had only heard of the infamous Martinson raves, but this time, she was going. Caden had invited her and allowed her to bring a plus one which would be Paige. “How do I look?” Paige asked. She had on a black and red tube dress with hills that looked painful to wear. “Hot,” Harper said as she did her make-up. She was wearing some leather pants that fit like a second skin and a crop top. Thank goodness she was at Paige’s because Harvey nor her father would let her walk out of the house in this. “Harvey would be pissed if he saw you,” Paige said with a smirk. “That’s why he won’t.” “Does he know you’re going to a rave?” “No, and he’s not going to find out. We’re having a girls’ night here.” Paige laughed, “The lies you feed him.” Harper finished her lip gloss then turned to Paige, “I’m ready to go.” “Me too. Let’s go.”
 
When they arrived at the Martinson brothers’ house, Harper was blown away. Her family wasn’t living paycheck to paycheck but they sure as hell weren’t living better than the President like the brothers were. “This is gonna be so fun!” Paige said, practically bouncing in her seat. Harper could help but smile at her friend’s enthusiasm as they got out. They went inside and Harper gasped at the sheer height of the ceilings. “Drinks first,” Paige said, dragging her to the kitchen. Harper took in as much as she could along the way but with so many people and Paige pulling her, it was hard. Once in the kitchen, the crowd thinned a bit. She and Paige got drinks. “Wanna dance?” Paige asked. Harper nodded, “Yeah.”
 
Over the course of the next few hours, Harper drank and danced until she knew for a fact that she was sweaty and drunk. But what the heck, she was going to have fun. When she got into the kitchen, she found Caden making out with Ivy. Her buzz instantly died and she felt tears prick her eyes. Why was she upset? It wasn’t like they were together and she had any claim over him. But he’d been flirting with her the whole week so she thought that maybe he was interested. She shook her head; what was she thinking? He was a Martinson. They were players. She gulped down three cups then went to find her own man for the night. She barely got five feet when she ran into someone. “Sorry,” he said. He has a husky voice that made her warm in all the right places. She looked up into the clearest blue eyes she’d ever seen: clearer than Caden’s. She had to blink to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. Her eyes traveled down to his lips. They looked extremely kissable. When she looked back into his eyes, desire burned in them. Emboldened, she stood on her tippy-toes and kissed him. After a brief moment, he kissed her back with a passion she couldn’t comprehend. He gripped her ass and lifted her up; she wrapped her legs around him. She didn’t see where he took her but not long after, she landed on her back on a bed.
 
Sometime later, Harper opened her eyes. It was dark and she could still hear music playing. “Awake?” the husky voice asked, behind her. She smiled, remembering their frantic fucking. The last thing she remembered was him cumming deep inside her before they both passed out. He pinched her nipples and she pushed more into his palms. He pressed his cock between her legs and she moaned. Before long, they were at it again. Harper lost count of how many orgasms she’d had that night.