"Damn. That was intense." Taylor lay sprawled on top of Livvy, jeans off, discarded on the floor with his tie, and his shirt on but completely unbuttoned, trying to catch his breath.
"Definitely," she agreed. Dress hiked up to her waist, she lay exhausted on the couch.
"H-" Livvy was inturrupted by Taylor's ringing cell. he pushed himself up on his hands and looked down at her.
"Sorry." He smiled apologetically. She nodded as he leaned over and reached for his jeans. He finally found his cell and looked at the number. "Hold on." He told her. He began kissing her neck while he was on the phone. "What."
"Ask Olivia if her friends would want to come over."
Taylor laughed. "Jealous?" He then moved his mouth over Livvy's.
"Oh hell no you are not kissing her while we are talking."
"Mmm," he moaned into Olivia's mouth. "You know when you called there was a chance you'd be interrupting something," he warned softly.
"You're such a douche. Ask her. Hurry." Taylor broke the kiss.
"Fine. Olivia," he said is his warmest, gravelly voice, "my horny, jealous brothers want to know if your two friends would want to come over here in the middle of the night to party...and other stuff."
She grinned. "In a heartbeat."
"She said in a heartbeat."
He heard Isaac say it to Zac and then add, "you called it."
"I told you!" Taylor heard Zac call in the background. Taylor grinned down at Oliva.
She rolled her eyes. "I'll call them." She reached for her purse on the ottoman next to the couch and pulled her cell out. Flipping it open, she checked the time, then dialed Margo's number while Taylor was still on the phone with his brother. "Margo. Be at my house in the next half an hour looking good or you'll miss your one oppertunity to sleep with a Hanson. I'm going to call Jackie and tell her the same thing. Hurry." She hung up and scrolled for Jackie's hnumber, and listened to Taylor's conversation.
"So come in and get ready. Olivia just told Margo to be here in half an hour. If a girl can do it at a different location, you can do it here." Then he hung up. "I guess we'd better get dressed then."
"Jackie. Be at my house in the next half an hour looking good or you'll miss your one oppertunity to sleep with a Hanson. Hurry." She hung up the phone, then looked at Taylor. "Half an hour, huh?"
"Or less, my brothers are very good at getting ready fast, and they don't have to drive anywhere."
"True." She lifted her head up to kiss him a final time before having to get up. "I suppose." Taylor nodded, then stood up. They got dressed, minus Olivia's stockings, and Taylor's shirt still wasn't buttoned, and his tie on the floor next to the stockings. She looked at him once, hair all mussed and shirt unbuttoned, and dragged him down to the couch and climbed on top of him.
"Olivia- they'll be here any second." Taylor reminded her, smiling.
"If they're like most guys, which I'm sure they are, because them thinking of us made them horny, they wouldn't mind seeing it done in real life." She grinned wickedly and began kissing his chest. In the midst of a full on make out session, there was a knock at the door. Olivia tried to ignore it. When the second one came, Olivia groaned. Taylor stood up, and buttoned his shirt on his way to open the door.
"Hey," Taylor said quietly. Zac took in his brother's appearance.
"Looks like you got a good headstart." After a second, Zac edged by his brother in the doorway and entered the room and looked around for a minute. Taylor stepped out of the doorway and let his other brother in. Zac turned back to Taylor. "Does she mess at all?" He asked, after seeing Olivia all proper on the couch- ankles crossed, hands folded in her lap, hair smooth, and no traces of discarded clothing anywhere. Taylor just shrugged a shoulder, and went to join Olivia on the couch then put his arm around her shoulders casually. As Zac and Isaac crossed in front of Taylor and Olivia, Olivia's phone rang.
"Hey Jackie." She listened, noticing all eyes on her. "You can't?" She saw all eyes widen. She bit her lip to keep a straight face. "I understand." She bit hard and didn't look around her. "That's too bad." Too bad her curling iron was broken. Olivia laughed. They were on their way up stairs, squealing with excitement. "Okay. Okay, by Jackie." She waited, keeping her eyes down on her hands, waiting. She knew they thought they wern't able to come. If she could just stretch it out two more seconds..
"So.." Taylor pushed. The guys looked at Olivia anxiously. She looked up and smiled at them wickedly, then a knock sounded on the door. The guys sighed in relief as Olivia jumped up and went to the door. She opened the door only enough to slip out. She needed to talk to them.
"Okay. So just a heads up, they're really horny," Olivia giggled, saying the word horny and referring to her favorite band. "Does it matter to you who you get? I mean, besides for Taylor." She saw their faces drop slightly, but then they recovered quickly.
"No, not really," they both said.
"Okay then. Ready? You guys look good, by the way, for being so late. Were you asleep?"
"No, we were IMing about the show." Margo grinned. Oliva laughed, then turned and led them into the room and closed the door behind them. They went straight to the bar. On Olivia's way to the bar, she grabbed Taylor's hand and pulled him up with her. She watched as Zac and Isaac parted like the Red Sea and allowed the two girls in between them, with warm smiles on their faces. Margo stood by Zac, and Jackie stood by Isaac. They turned to their respective pair, smiling, while Livvy and Taylor began setting out drink mixes. Livvy didn't pay attention to the small talk they were making while she got the drinks together, then set them out in front of her guests. They were downed quickly, and she refilled them once more, then again. By then she'd had another herself, and she couldn't stop watching Taylor with the bottle of liquor. She set her empty shot glass on the counter, and just stared at him until he looked back at her. A big grin appeared on her face, and then his. She turned the music up a little more, and then sauntered out onto the dance floor. She could Taylor was following her by the goosebumps on her arms. She turned to face him and opened her arms, welcoming him. They began to grind to the beat, Taylor's leg between hers, body against body. She could feel Taylor becoming aroused again. She watched his eyes, which were downcast, focused on their meshing bodies, and his mouth open in concentration. She smiled and wound her arms around his neck loosely, then looked around for her friends. Margo and Zac were in full make-out mode sitting on the barstools- well, Margo was sitting on a bar stool, and Zac was standing in between her open legs. Isaac and Jackie were making out on the love seat, both couples oblivious to the other. Livvy smiled, and brought one hand down in between them to caress him, now completely hard and rubbing against her pelvis. His eyes shot up to hers, a half smile playing on his lips.
She tossed her head towards the four others. "Let's get out of here. I think they can handle themselves," she told him, her lips feathering over his ear. "I'll drop them room keys." Taylor nodded, and they broke apart then went to the key holder by the door, each taking a key with a number attached. They then went in separate directions and dropped the keys in their laps, then met back at the door. Opening it, she pushed Taylor out, kicked off her shoes and pushed them against the wall with her foot, then pulled Taylor by the hand, running, towards her room. She'd never, popular to contrairy belief, had a man in her room before. That was her place. But this was a very special occasion.
At the door, her back against it guard-like, she looked at Taylor. "I want you to know that I've never had a guy in here before. You're the first, so feel special." She twisted the knob to crack the door open, then ran her fingers through his hair to fist in his hair and pulled his head closer, her lips finding his. He only moaned into her mouth as she led him in. Turning him around carefully, she closed the door with her foot and led him to the bed.