Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
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T IERNEY
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I bit off more than I could chew; is that how the saying goes?
Using his left hand on the toy and maneuvering it past one more tight ring of my butt, Jace takes my clit into his mouth, then with his right hand, he penetrates me with two fingers that hammer into me, pound into me, and scissor inside me until I’m crying.
He fucks me so hard I think I may go blind. My body contracts as his long, big fingers curl up inside me and brush against my wall.
Never mind my G-spot; I think Jace found my X-spot. He nibbles harder on my clit, adds another finger, then turns the toy in my ass a full circle.
Oh god. I’m going to... Wait, is that how it’s supposed to feel? Like, I need the bathroom... no.
“Jace, I need the bathroom.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. I’m going to pee. Please, please.” I’m fighting for my bladder right now and failing her.
“Then do it on my face, beautiful, in my mouth.”
“What?” I shout, panicked. Okay, I looked at the glossed-up version of this, but this, this was the reality of it.
“Jace, please.” I need to come so badly; my life depends on it. But I need the bathroom.
“Help me and press down on your stomach, beautiful. Hard. It’ll help.”
I do as he says, belatedly asking, "Help with what?"
Jace’s fingers, embedded so deep inside me, turn upward.
An uncontrollable flood of liquid sluices out of me, followed by an orgasm that rattles my soul and makes me want to pray. I take forever to come down from it, and all the while Jace just pets me, over and over, slurping up my juices every now and again.
I’ve made a disastrous mess on his bed, probably soaked through the towel, but I can’t move. My limbs are dead. All three incredibly intense orgasms catch up with me now.
I don’t even argue when Jace wipes me down, lifts me up, and moves me to the other side of his bed.
“Rest,” he says, as he kisses my forehead and butterflies zip through me at the contact, but also a tinge of sadness.
He pulls a blanket over me.
“I can’t... I have Haley’s mom’s birthday...” I say it in one breath, but my eyes are already closing. “Okay, only ten minutes. Wake me—”
Sheer deliciousness encapsulates my body. My mind mellows, and I drift off dreamily. The answer to insomnia is sex. Why did I not know this before?
I have no idea how long I was out, but the sound of three familiar male voices reaches me.
I’m too tired to open my eyes, and I don’t catch everything, but it seems that Colter is driving me home and Nolan will follow in my car.
I try to open my eyes as Nolan picks me up and, cradling me in his arms, effortlessly carries me downstairs. He places me in the passenger side of a pickup and buckles me in.
The scent of Colter, already seated behind the wheel, engulfs all of me.
“Thank you,” I say sleepily, but after a few moments of me trying to find a comfortable position to sleep, I give up, unbuckle myself, and scoot over to Colter.
I lay my head against his shoulder, his body heat scrumptious against me, and I snuggle in closer before I sigh and fall asleep again.
I feel Colter buckling me in again, his minty breath fanning over me as he does so.
“You don’t like me much, do you, Colter?” I murmur, but it feels like I’m talking in my sleep. “Nolan likes me. Jace likes me, but not you.”
I hear his heavy sigh before I feel lips linger against my forehead.
By the time we arrive at my apartment, I’m wide awake. More so because Clem is already there. I forgot we were going to Haley’s mom’s birthday party together.
I quickly thank Colter for bringing me home and Nolan for bringing my car because Clem is already asking me a million questions about what I was doing that I couldn’t drive myself back home.
“A girl never kisses and tells,” I say before Sweetpea leaps into my arms. “I missed you, pretty girl,” I coo at her. She licks my face in answer. I usually take her everywhere with me; we’re joined at the hip. Except for my expeditions with Colter, Nolan, and Jace, I’ve left her behind for some reason.
“Girl, you say? They’ve turned you into a glowing nympho,” Clem says, hurriedly going to my closet and pulling out the dress I’m supposed to wear for the birthday party.
I want nothing more than to take the longest shower ever and relive everything they did to me, but Clem is keeping time and counting down the seconds to when we have to leave.
But I can’t shake the buzz in my stomach, the tugging, the butterflies. As I’m applying my makeup, I absentmindedly touch the spot on my forehead where Nolan and Jace kissed me. Then I remember what happened in Colter’s truck. He kissed me there, too.
“Hurry up, we’re going to be late! And wipe that smitten grin off your face,” Clem teases me as she opens my door and nudges me out. I stick my tongue out at her, give Sweetpea more cuddles, and head to Haley’s.
Haley’s mom’s birthday party is a blast, naturally. I quickly say hello to my parents and lie through my teeth and tell my mom I’m not glowing; it’s just a new foundation. Of course I’m not glowing.
The evening progresses quickly, and Clem, Haley, and I finally get a moment to ourselves. We drink champagne in a corner and catch up.
“Tierney is in love,” Clem says to Haley. “You can see it on her face, and no, it’s not a new foundation.”
“What? With the ranchers?” Haley squeals.
“I’m not,” I say sheepishly. Am I confusing sexual attraction for love? No. I’m more level-headed than that.
“Yep,” Clem says, taking a big sip of her champagne before she continues. “She wasn’t only allowing them to bake their bread in her oven, but she also went, ‘I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. And now that no longer applies to their cocks,” Clem says, whispering the last word.
“Oh my god. Is that true, Tierney?”
“No, it is not. I don’t love them any more than they love me. It’s just sex, and now it’s almost over, anyway. In fact, their secretary told me they were leaving for the rodeo in Wyoming and wouldn’t be back until next week. So even though I didn’t use up all my fifty hours of sexing, I’m calling it quits. See, how can I be in love with them?” My heart lurches, and I quickly down my drink.
My friends look at me as if I’m lying. I’m not. I’m not in love with them. I can’t be.
“Well, I would give anything to be in your position,” Clem says. “Hot sex. Three ways. And your parents aren’t determined to ruin your life. They actually want you to be happy.”
“What’s happening? Did your father lay down his ultimatum?” I ask.
“Yes. Marry or lose my trust fund.”
“Shit,” I say. “What are you going to do?”
“I know what I’m not going to do. There is no way I’m getting married, and I have no attachment to my trust fund anyway, so I’ll be just fine.”
“Good for you,” Haley says, and we all cheer at that. “Wish I could do the same,” she adds. “But I just found out my family is bankrupt.”
“What?” Both Clem and I ask loudly enough that we gather stares.
“What?” we whisper instead this time.
“All this is just a front. For appearance's sake. Because my gran and I love her to bits and she is a shrewd woman, I’m going to have to marry some guy she picks out for me so that my trust fund can kick in and I can save my family from absolute financial ruin and social embarrassment. Yay me.” Haley gives us a thumbs up with both her hands, despite holding a glass of champagne in one of them.
“Haley,” I say, completely stunned. “Is there anything my family can help with?”
“And mine too,” Clem adds.
“No one is supposed to know about this in the first place. My dad would die from the embarrassment alone, but thank you, girls. Anyway, it seems I’ll be getting married soon to some stranger my gran picked out for me. And don’t worry about me. I’ll figure it out.”
“That you will.”
If anyone can figure things out, it’ll be Haley, that’s for sure.
“We’ve done some pretty crazy things, but they haven’t even kissed me yet.” I say. I can never keep anything from my friends. “Which means it’s only a transaction for them. I bulldozed their lives and bought their time. If they liked me, they would have kissed me already on my lips and not just given me a placating kiss on my forehead. I think they’ll be happy when I end our agreement.” If I start crying right now, I’m going to be so mad.
“Oh Tierney.”
“That’s the reason you don’t want Sweetpea around the four of you, right?” Haley asks seriously.
I nod. I don’t want Sweetpea to confirm they aren’t the loves of my life. And worse, I think I may have fallen in love with them the first time I saw them. Why did I choose them to take my virginity in the first place? Because no other men would do. My heart already knew that.
Sigh.
We have a group hug and promise to be there for each other no matter what. Clem will lose her trust fund if she doesn’t marry and, with it, her family, since they would also disown her emotionally as well, and she does love her family. Haley has to marry to get her trust fund and save her family from unthinkable destitution. And me... I’m...hopelessly in love with three billionaire ranchers who couldn’t possibly love me back.