The Music We Make

It was Saturday and I was anxiously waiting for Andi to get back home from her test. Apparently she would know right away if she passed or not; it was on all multiple choice and she would know her score right away. I was sitting on the couch strumming my guitar as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t disturb the neighbors. I was working on a new song, humming the melody to myself and scratching down notes into my journal. It was an easy way to pass the time.

I heard the keys jingling outside our down and I put my things down. I got up, walked to the kitchen, and waited for my friend to tell me the good, or bad, news.

She walked in quickly, slamming her keys and purse on the table. She had a huge grin on her face and I felt a huge wave of relief move through me.

“Guess who’s a licensed social worker!?” she yelled, throwing her hands up into the air.

“Oh my gosh!” I squealed, moving to give her a hug. While she was in my embrace I congratulated her, and she picked me up and swung me around. I couldn’t help but laugh at the exuberance of my friend.

“We need to celebrate,” I said.

Andi nodded, “Yes. I need alcohol ASAP. After a shower, of course. I’m going to text Zack and let him know.”

“Okay. Go shower and get ready. I had some plans in place already for tonight because I KNEW you were going to kick ass on this test!”

Andi laughed, “I don’t know about kicking ass, but I passed, so who the fuck cares! I’ll be ready in an hour.”

She walked off, practically skipping to the bathroom to take a shower. I smiled and leaned against the kitchen table as I dialed Zack’s number.

“Hey,” he said, answering my call right away. “Andrea just texted me.”

“Yes!” I said, too excited to contain myself. “So the party is on?”

“Yep, we’re ready here. You just need to stop and get some booze if that’s OK.”

“No problem. I’ll make sure to get her favorite. See you,” I said, hanging up the phone after he said goodbye.

I went off to my room to get ready myself; I hadn’t wanted to get ready before she got home just in case she hadn’t passed the test. Yesterday after work I approached Zack about this party, knowing that she would really appreciate a celebration after all of her hard work. He was all for it, excited to have it at his place so that he could show her that he was proud of
her accomplishment.

I curled my hair in tighter curls than usual, letting them bounce as they moved. I worked on my makeup, painting on thick winged eyeliner and berry lips. I decided to wear a dress tonight, just for the hell of it. I didn’t own a lot, but I decided on a simple black and white striped t-shirt dress that was pretty short. It showed off the tattoo on my thigh rather nicely.
With simple black sandals, I felt pretty damn pretty.

I waited for Andi in the kitchen, knowing that it would be awhile before she was ready to go. I had left my phone on the table from earlier, and when I grabbed it I noticed that there was a text from Brian. My heart fluttered a little, wondering what it could be.

Brian: Can’t wait to see you ;-)

I laughed at the simple message and the smiley face, quickly typing back as soon as I could on my old flip-phone.

Rosie: Me too <3

Brian: I bet you look sexy right now.

Rosie: You’ll see in a bit…

Brian: I’m going to steal you away during the party and make your night one to remember.

I blushed reading the text, biting my lip as I thought of how to respond.

Rosie: It’s my best friend’s party. You’ll have to work hard to get me away.

Brian: I don’t think I’ll have to work that hard, baby.

Rosie: Is that right?

Brian: Oh, yes. I know right where to touch you and kiss you to get you to want me…

Rosie: I’ll just have to resist tonight

Brian: I seriously doubt it…

Before I could reply, Andi cleared her throat to get my attention. I blushed and giggled and she arched her brow, wondering what I was up to.

“Are you sexting?” she asked bluntly, a smile creeping on her face.

“No!” I said, embarrassed. I laughed then said, “Almost.”

She rolled her eyes. “Invite him out tonight if you want the D so bad!”

I laughed, changing the subject so I wouldn’t ruin the surprise. “You look so beautiful! You ready?”

She really did look beautiful. Andi was curvy in all the right places; she had a true hourglass figure with an amazing rack. She extenuated her figure tonight with a black body con dress that had lace cutouts on each side and little black heels. She had curled her hair too and had put on bright red lipstick. I wish I could pull off what she had on, but she had confidence that I could only dream of.

She nodded and we were out the door.

-0-

Andi looked confused when we pulled up to the house, making me grin. Neither of us had been to Zacky’s place before, so there was no way she could know what was happening.
She looked over to me, a small smile on her face as she cocked her brow.

“This is Fred’s place,” I lied. “I just have to run in really quick to grab something then we can go,” I said with a giggle, hopping out of the car. “Just come with me so I can leave faster. Fred’s a talker.”

She sighed and got out of the car, seemingly annoyed by my fake errand. I led her up the driveway and to the door where I knocked. No one answered, so I went ahead and opened the door.

“Should we just go in?” Andi said nervously.

“It’s fine. He knows I’m coming,” I said, loudly enough for the people inside to hear.

The lights were on in the kitchen beyond the foyer, so I lead Andi there. As soon as we were seen, everyone in the kitchen yelled, “Surprise!”

“Oh my god,” Andi said with a laugh, clutching her hand to her chest. “You guys scared the shit out of me!”

Everyone laughed at her surprise. Zack came forward, taking my best friend into his arms, saying, “I’m so proud of you!”

Andi giggled and when Zack let her go, she looked around the room. There was food everywhere, tons of booze lining the counter with mixers, and a huge banner hung above the patio door that read “Congrats Andi!” Looking closer I realized it was made out of a bed sheet and paint.

“Nice banner,” I said, laughing at the sight of it.

“I made it myself!” Jimmy yelled, and I was not surprised.

“Everything is so nice. You all barely know me, and to do this? Wow!” Andi said, still in shock.

“We love you already, Andi,” Val said, giving her a hug. “And Zack wanted to do this for you.”

Andi blushed and bit her lip, touched by what Zack had done. He put his arms around her again, gently kissing her. Everyone hooted and hollered at them and they laughed, clearly loving the attention. Caught up in the moment, I jumped when I felt a strong arm wrap around my own waist.

Looking behind me, I saw Brian grinning. “Hey beautiful,” he said, kissing my cheek. The affection caused whistles to erupt around the room, and I laughed, not minding the attention myself.

“Alright, alright,” Brian said, shifting to stand next to me and grabbing my hand. “Let’s get this party going.”

Everyone cheered and the drinks started flowing. It didn’t take long until we were all tipsy, and a group of us girls were in the living room, swaying to the music as we talked and drank. Andi was loving it all. She and Michelle were practically grinding on each other, making me crack up. Zack was across the room staring, his mouth hanging open as he practically drooled at the site. A few other girls were there that I hadn’t met before, and we were all having fun dancing like fools.

I needed a moment to catch my breath, so I snuck away from our dance part to refill my drink. As I was filling my cup with ice, I felt Brian’s hand grace my back, slipping lower and lower. I turned and gave him a look, but couldn’t help but smile.

“You look so damn cute in that dress,” he said, leaning closer to me. His hands circled
around my hips again, fingertips resting on the top of my ass. He smirked and closed the gap between us, kissing me. I could barely taste the whiskey on his tongue, or maybe it was from what I had just drank, but the kiss was more intoxicating than the alcohol we had consumed.

I felt myself falling back slightly against the counter as he kissed me, his hands roaming lower and lower. As he squeeze, a moan escaped my lips, breaking our kiss.

He moved to kiss my neck, each kiss making me shiver. Slowly he kissed up my neck all the way to my ear where he whispered, “Come with me, baby.”

I felt myself get hot, thinking about the double meaning of what he said. I bit my lip and nodded, too flustered to even answer him. Without hesitation, he grabbed my hand and pulled my into the hall without a care if anyone even saw us. I couldn’t help but giggle as we entered the first bedroom that we could find. I was tipsy, the music was blaring, and I was so turned on.

He pulled me into the room, kicking the door shut behind him. Immediately he shoved me against the wall, harshly shoving his lips against mine. His hands roamed up my legs, not hesitating for a moment. He grabbed my hips, rising me up against the wall and I wrapped my legs and arms around him. My dress rode up to be around my hips and Brian’s hand slid down to the fabric of my panties. His fingers brushed against my clit and I broke our kiss, crying out in pleasure.

“You like that, Rose?” Brian asked in a throaty whisper, looking into my eyes.

I closed my eyes from the pleasure, leaning my head against the wall. Thank God Brian was holding me up or else I would have fallen; my legs were twitching at the touch. I moaned as he slipped on of his fingers under the fabric of my underwear, touching them against my entrance.

“Stop teasing me,” I practically begged.

Without reply, he did what I asked, entering his fingers inside of me. I grabbed his hair to help keep me balanced, gripping a little harder than he probably liked, but I couldn’t help myself; I felt like I was about to explode.

Instead of letting me finish, Brian took his fingers out of me. I opened my eyes and began to protest, but in a swift motion, he moved my legs off of him, grabbing my hips so he could slide off my panties. He unzipped his pants, readying himself. He grabbed my hips again, lifting me up against the wall, and moved my dress out of the way. Without a moment’s hesitation, he slid inside of me, making me practically scream at the sensation. I wrapped my legs around his waist again and my hands found his hair again.

Brian pulled at my hips, pulling me down onto him as he pushed into me and I saw stars. I moved my hands so they were on his shoulders to help support me. With each thrust I cried out in pleasure.

I opened my eyes, looking at Brian’s face. His eyes were down and he was focused, biting his lip. He sensed my gazed and looked up into my eyes, fiercely staring back. He moved one of his hands so it was against the wall and leaned his forehead against mine, shifting his gaze back downward. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, closing my eyes.

“Fuck, Brian,” I whispered into his ear, and he matched my pleasure, moaning my name. I practically came at the sound of it.

Brian slowed to a stop and I opened my eyes. He was panting, still inside of me. He looked up into my eyes and said, “God, Rosie.”

I smiled and kissed him. He lifted me off of the wall, slipping out of me. He finished removing
his pants all of the way, then walked over to the bed, where he laid down. “I need a break, baby.”

I sauntered over to him, leaning over him to give him a kiss. There was no way I was giving him a break. I moved onto the bed and straddled him. He bit his lip at the sight of me on top of him and I removed my dress so I was just there in my bra. Slowly, I let myself lower onto him and he closed his eyes as he let out of soft moan.

I pumped myself up and down onto his cock, slowly at first, then faster and faster as time passed. Brian placed his hands back on my hips, weakly guiding me as I fucked him. Without me noticing he had moved one of his hands to my clit, slowly rubbing it in rhythm with my movements. I could hardly contain my moans as I came close to orgasm, grabbing his stomach as I leaned forward. My whole body shook with pleasure as I came, his fingers moving along with my climax; fast at first, then slower and slower.

“Brian,” I whispered at the end, trying to catch my breath. I gently moved myself off of him and fell onto the bed, panting from the aftermath of my orgasm.

Brian moved from his position on the bed, hovering over me. “I’m not done with you yet, my Rose.”

He leaned down, kissing my chest and moving up to my neck then my lips. He slid himself back inside me as he kissed my lips, slowing pumping since I was still recovering. He rose up, a hand on each side of me and gently moved his hips while I caught my breath. As he saw me begin to relax he picked up his pace, pushing into my harder and harder. I cried out, moving my hands to his neck.

“Brian!” I practically screamed, feeling him start to shake above me. I arched my back as I felt him come inside of me, immediately collapsing back onto the bed afterwards.

“Rosie,” Brian softly said at the finale of his release. He hovered there inside of me for a moment trying to catch his breath before he eventually moved to lay next to me.

We were both out of breath, laying there on the bed with our legs tangled together. He put his arm around me, pulling him close to his chest, which felt sweaty under the t-shirt that I just realized he never took off. After a moment of lying there, I opened my eyes to see him looking at me, his fingers running through my hair.

“I should get cleaned up,” I said, referring to the wetness I still felt.

Brian nodded. “We should go back to the party.”

Neither of us moved, though; we didn’t want to leave each other’s embraces and go back to the party. I felt like I could have stayed there all night, wrapped up in each other’s bodies.
Brian kissed me and sighed, closing his eyes and resting his forehead on mine.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“I don’t want this moment to end,” he admitted softly. He kissed me, but then moved back, untangling his legs from mine. “But I guess it has to.”

I got out of bed then, moving to find my panties and dress, then slipped them back on as Brian put his clothes back on too. He moved over to me after I put my clothes back on, embracing and kissing me again.

I smiled up at Brian, but he did not smile back at me. “Are you sure you’re ok, Bri?” I asked.

“Yeah, I am. I really like you, Rosie,” he said sheepishly, not looking into my eyes.

“I really like you too, Brian,” I said with a chuckle. I put my hands on his cheeks, pulling him towards my lips so we could kiss again. “Let’s go get drunk.”

He laughed, nodding his head to agree. We left the room them, him heading back to the party and me to the bathroom to freshen up. If this was how the party started then I could only imagine what the rest of the night would bring.

Notes

Sorry it took me so long to update! I honestly wasn't feeling super motivated to write and the lack of comments made me think that no one was really reading it anyways. I have a lot of ideas for this story, so I hope you all continue reading it! Comments help me stay motivated to write!! <3

xoxo JJ