Chapter 11
NOAH
"Shit, Cordie's looking like a snack," Tyler groans like a jackass as he smacks his lips together, like he has the slightest chance of taking a bite out of my sweet baby girl.
I'll rip his fucking beating heart out of his chest first before he can even touch her.
He laughs like something he said is funny, and it reminds me of a donkey braying.
"Sorry, man, I forgot for a sec you were with her before.
" He raises a dark, bushy eyebrow questioningly, and I feel how suddenly invested Josslyn is in our conversation.
"You don't mind, right, if I try to hit that? You're with Josslyn now."
I want to immediately punch him in the throat and make him choke on his damn tongue.
So much for thinking of letting this fucker be the one to help me spit-roast Josslyn tonight.
I glance toward Josslyn and catch how intently she's looking at me, with her arms crossed against her chest, causing her breasts to rise and partially slip over the edge of her shirt, and ensuring she has every male within our vicinity's attention.
If she's attempting to make me jealous, she's fucking deluded.
I know she sleeps with other guys on the side, despite telling me constantly that she loves me.
I don't know how she's forgotten that just an hour ago, I told her I'd be sharing her with anyone I want tonight.
"Right, yeah, man, I'm with Josslyn. What Cordelie does is none of my business," I grit through clenched teeth and force myself to look casual, even though right now I'm picturing grabbing a knife from the kitchen of this house and slitting this motherfucker's throat, coating the walls with his blood as a warning to all the other cunts looking at Cordelie.
From the corner of my eye, I see Josslyn's pleased smile, and it puts me further on edge.
She turns away and starts gossiping to her gaggle of friends again, and I release the breath I didn't even realize I was holding.
I raise my beer to my lips to take another covert glance at Cordelie, who's across the room drinking and laughing with Faye, and a few of their friends.
God, she looks fantastic in that short, black leather dress that's tight over her small breasts, shows off her small waist, and flares over her hips that I miss holding.
Her long dark hair is up in a sleek, high ponytail, exposing her swan-like neck that I long to nuzzle.
She's so beautiful that it fucking hurts me to look at her.
Right now, she seems so happy, even though I've caught her glancing my way.
Did you miss seeing me, baby, like I miss seeing you?
"God, her ass looks so good in that skirt, I'm going to make sure I fuck her from behind so I can watch it jiggle," Tyler groans to Mike, one of my former teammates, and I hear him mutter his agreement.
I'm going to kill all of these assholes, every single one of them that's looking at her, but before I do, I'm going to stab out their eyes.
What the fuck happened to bro code? Are you really calling someone out for their morals? Shall we have a recap of yours lately?
"Hey, can you hold my beer for a sec?" Tyler thrusts his beer into my hand as he pulls out his phone and presses it into his ear, yelling into it to be heard over the music.
It's the perfect opportunity to teach this fucker a lesson without facing any consequences, and if he's not able to go after Cordelie, then I'll have killed two birds with one stone. I'm nothing if not efficient.
I discreetly reach into my pocket, while watching to make sure no one else is observing what I'm doing, and pull out the baggie with the pills I picked up from my supplier to sell here tonight.
I slip four Addies into his beer bottle and give it a quick shake.
When he's done on the phone, I pass the bottle back to him and watch him take a deep gulp, as satisfaction coats my insides.
"Thanks, man, that was Joe, he's on his way over. "
"Sounds good, looks like it's about to be a real party.
I'm gonna grab another beer, drink yours up, and I'll bring you another one.
" I wink in his direction and move away from him.
I need to make sure I'm nowhere near this fucker when he starts foaming at the mouth, so no one links him with me.
My eyes slide back to my sweet baby girl, and I see one of the baseball guys shooting his shot and hitting on her.
She giggles at something he's saying and places her hand against his chest, and I feel like my heart's going to rip out of my chest. See, she's moving on from you.
She doesn't need or want you. She can barely remember what you had together, except maybe for the misery.
The fuck she is. I'm not letting her forget me.
I'm certainly not allowing her to move on from me.
She belongs to me, and I know I fucked up, but we can work it out.
Once I have her back, I'll never take her for granted again or cheat on her.
If I have to drug or murder every guy in this place tonight, then I will.
No one is taking Cordelie home tonight unless it's me.
The Slys and Tylers of the world will just have to learn painfully that I don't share my sweet baby girl.
She steps away from her group and heads toward the hallway where I know the bathroom is located, and I decide to follow her slowly, chatting up other people to avoid attracting attention.
I glance at Josslyn, checking where she is, but she's now busy dancing with her friends.
Perfect. I keep moving toward the bathroom, and don't see anyone else but a guy waiting in the hallway.
"Hey, man, there's another bathroom upstairs.
" I give him my most charming smile. I need this fucker to disappear right now so I can have an uninterrupted moment with my girl.
"Thanks, man." He brushes his knuckles against mine, disappears back down the hallway, and finally, I'm alone. I take a deep breath, trying to center myself and go over all the reasons why what I'm about to do is a bad idea, but I can't make myself move away.
The door opens, and I instantly push Cordelie back into the bathroom, my hand rising to her face and over her lips to silence her protests.
I flip us around and use our bodies to push the door closed, and force her to lean against it as I press into her.
She gasps behind my palm, her blue-gray eyes widening dramatically with surprise, that quickly turns to fear, and then rage.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful when you look at me like that, sweet baby girl. "
She tries to shove me away, but it's hard with her slight frame, and the fact that I have more than six inches and close to eighty pounds on her.
My other hand grabs her waist, my fingers running up and down her side as I shove one of my knees between her legs, and press it into her core.
I lean forward, sliding my nose against the side of her head and whisper, "Did you wear this sexy dress for me, Cordelie?
Did you want to get my attention, 'cause, baby, mission fucking accomplished.
I haven't been able to keep my eyes away from you all night. "
My hand slips lower to grab her ass as she strikes her hands against my chest and arms, trying her best to push me away from her.
She's practically screaming into my palm, and I can't have that.
I need to have this moment with her without someone coming to interrupt us, and rescue her from the big bad wolf that's desperate to eat her.
I pull my hand away and instantly slam my lips down on hers mid-scream, and I grab both of her wrists and raise them above her head, so that she has to stretch her body against mine.
My tongue slides into her mouth, and I taste the fruity drinks she's been having tonight, and her sweet, natural taste underneath that's all her.
At first, she tries to bite me, but soon enough her tongue is lashing against mine, and she's moaning into my mouth as I move my thigh back and forth against her core in the way I know she likes.
She sucks on my tongue, and it almost makes me see stars.
My cock is so hard behind the zipper of my jeans that it's threatening to destroy it.
My hand slides underneath her dress, and I groan hoarsely into her mouth when I feel her bare asscheek.
Fuck, I've missed all the pretty thongs she used to wear when I was with her.
I grip her ripe, round asscheek and squeeze, and she whimpers into my mouth.
This is so good, but I need more. I need to feel her warmth, to have her explode on my fingers or on my cock.
I've missed her so much, and every cell in my body craves hers.
My fingers continue their exploration until I meet the fabric of her panties, and I growl when I feel how damp it already is.
I slip one of my fingers below the crotch of her panties, and she instantly stills against me, before resuming her attempts to release herself.
She bites down hard on my tongue, and I yank my face away from her, staring into her fiery eyes.
"That's not nice, sweet baby girl," I moan as I taste copper in my mouth. My finger caresses her wet pussy lips, before slipping between them and rubbing against her entrance, while my thumb rubs against her clit over the fabric.
Her breathing is harsh as her eyes narrow on mine with rage, and her nose flares with indignation. "I'm not nice, Noah. Someone killed all the nice right out of me." She tries to snap her teeth at me, but I dart my head away with a chuckle. "Release me!"
I ignore her request as I slip one of my digits inside of her, and she squeaks like a little mouse, and the back of her head bangs against the door behind her. "You've missed me, Cordelie, your pretty pussy never could lie to me."