Elena interrupts

Jacob pulls her back into another heated kiss. His hands explore her body with rough urgency. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her breath quickening. Everything. He can have everything, she thinks to herself.

The sound of the bathroom door opening interrupts their moment. Harper and Jacob break apart, startled. Harper tries to cover herself, but to what end? It’s obvious when she’s been doing. Her mouth hangs open when she sees that the person behind the door is her friend. Elena strides in with an air of mischief. She is dripping wet from the pool and looking every bit a model in her underwear. Behind her Harper could see Andrew moving around in his bedroom.

“Look at you two!” Elena exclaims. “Seems like the real party was in here all along.”

Harper’s mouth was running. “Elena! What are you—”

Elena laughs. “Andrew and I were just planning to enjoy his king-sized bed, but I see you’ve already started the festivities. Why not join us?” Without waiting for an answer, Elena starts to strip down, undoing first her bra without covering herself.

Harper and Jacob exchange glances, both slightly stunned. Jacob, still visibly aroused, takes a deep breath and a step back from Harper’s pussy. Elena wraps her arms around his waist and presses her breasts against him with a giggle. Her eyes never leave Harper.

“What- what- what the hell are you talking about?” Harper gasps.

Elena rolls her eyes. “Come on, honey, it’s just a joke.”

Harper's face heats up even more. It isn’t the first time she’s seen Elena topless (it wasn’t like they hadn’t gotten changed in front of each other before), but this was very different. She tried not to look and failed. Elena’s eyes lock onto Harper’s, her expression challenging her to tell her to go away. Harper tries to get down from the sink and wobbles. Those damn heels. She’s naked, too naked, even more naked than Elena.