"Oh my God, Asher," the girl moaned loud as I slammed into her from behind. I gripped her hip with one hand, using the other to take a long drag from the cigarette between my fingers. I blew the thick smoke up toward the ceiling before dropping the ash onto the steel plate on the side table.

She shifted against me, pulling her short black skirt up around her waist to give me better access. Her fingers dug deep into the mattress, her back arching as she screamed my name again.

When she invited me to this party tonight, she knew exactly how it would end. I knew it too....