Chapter 15
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H is words shortcircuit my brain. There’s no denying he wants between my thighs, he’s made that loud and fucking clear. But the way he’s looking down at me with a hopefulness that clears the animosity I’m used to seeing there leaves me faltering.
Yes, Zach is waiting on me. And yes, I also planned on going home with him tonight for another mind-blowing time between the sheets. Still, all I can think about right now is if Cole will make good on his promise to fuck me over the counter.
“Fuck it,” I breathe.
Our lips clash in a savage kiss. Tongues shoving between lips to tangle and play. His fingers move quick, pushing my thong to the side. They graze the seam of my pussy, circling my clit and making my back arch, shoving my breast into his hard chest.
A helpless whimper vibrates from my throat as he works me over against the counter. I can feel the orgasm building already, tightening in my core. Something about his complete disregard for my hatred makes the sex all the hotter.
“You’re going to come all over my fingers, and then I’m going to bend you over this counter and fuck you until you’re screaming my name. When I’m done, you’ll fix your makeup and walk back out there to my cousin with my cum dripping down your thighs. Do you understand?”
I don’t know what entity possessed me, but the words to agree are at the tip of my tongue. That is until the creek of the bathroom door steals my attention.
“Well, what do we have here?” Zach’s deep timber fills the room.
Cole doesn’t pull away, which is the only saving grace of hiding his hand up my dress.
“Cousin,” he answers at the same time I say his name.
Zach’s gaze shifts between us, still stuck together. “I came looking to find you. I thought maybe you got caught up with your parents, but I bumped into them on my way out.”
Cole's fingers twitch inside me, and I try my best to hide the unexpected sensation.
“Zach, I—” But I can’t finish as the orgasm crashes over me from Cole, feverishly circling my clit. I drop my head into the crook of his neck, a myriad of emotions drowning me in the moment.
I peel my eyes open when I finally catch my breath and get a handle on my embarrassment. Zach must have moved while I was coming down because now he stands right next to us, his hip casually perching his body against the countertop.
Zach’s callused fingers grip my chin and pull me up. Cole still doesn’t move away from me, but his hand slips free from between my thighs.
“You’re fucking beautiful when you shatter, baby,” Zach whispers, and then his lips surge into mine.
My mind can’t make heads from tails. I’m caught between Cole and the counter, my thighs sticky with my release, while Zach owns my mouth. I can’t breathe.
Cole’s chuckle breaks through my haze, and my body feels cold as he moves away. I automatically reach out for him, wanting to pull him back in close, but he’s gone. Zach quickly fills the void, pulling me into his chest. He kisses like he fucks, with every intention of curling my toes.
“I think it’s time we take this party back to the house. Screw the fancy party,” Cole throws out, holding the bathroom door open.
The party lost all its appeal the moment Cole cornered me in here. Now, I only want someone to give me what I was promised. A rough fuck.
“What do you think, baby? Can you take us both?” Zach asks softly, just for my ears.
I want to scream fuck yes, take me away right now. Then, let them double-team me all night long. But a moment of lucidity falls over me. “Wait. You’re not mad?”
He’s busy straightening my dress and fixing my lipstick, making me sweat as he lets the question hang in the air. His heady gaze finally lifts to my mine, and that damn dimpled grin breaks my worry.
“I’m into you, Koda, so fucking into you. But I know this is only temporary. Our lives are in two different places, so let’s just have fun while here. If that includes my cousin, well, for you, I’m open to it.” He leans down, bringing his lips to my ear. “Especially if that means you’ll let me fuck your tight cunt again while he takes your ass.” His hand glides around my hip to take a handful of my ass with a tight squeeze.
The wetness between my thighs grows damper. A shiver not from the winter cold skates down my spine. This is my chance to live out one of my deepest fantasies.
“Let’s go,” I order, locking our fingers together as I pull him toward the door.
We crash out of the bathroom, rushing for the front doors to the lodge, but I pull up short. “Wait, what about Jennifer and my parents? I didn’t get to see them.”
Zach and Cole look at each other, wordlessly communicating something because I’m thrown over Zach’s shoulder the next moment, and Cole has his phone out.
“Oh my god!” I shout, laughing as he quickens his pace, stepping out through the doors Cole opens for us. “Jesus, fuck, it’s cold out here.”
“You better hurry up and get her ass in a car before her thighs freeze together,” Cole’s smart ass says behind us.
I push myself up off Zach’s butt to glare at him. “Fuck you.”
“Oh, little liar, you only have to ask.”
I’m about to snipe back when my name is yelled across the way. I can’t see where it’s coming from with Zach’s shoulders in the way. But he slows to a stop and puts me back on my feet.
Cole shucks off his suit jacket, draping it over my shoulders to ward off the cold. It’s a gesture I would have expected from Zach. It’s nice and warm, and I snuggle deeper into the fabric. The guys close in, sandwiching me between their firm bodies. My name comes again, fighting against the whistling wind. I scan the parking lot, landing on the last person I want to see.
“The actual fuck!” I stiffen, and Cole pushes closer to my side. Zach moves forward, stepping in front of me. He’s met the unexpected ghost of my past.
Chad stops in front of us, glancing at my fingers locked between Zach’s and Cole's arm wrapped around my waist, keeping me tight to his side. I shake them off and out of the way, needing to deal with him without their overbearing presence.
“What the hell are you doing here, Chad? How did you even find me?”
“It’s Christmas Eve; you’re always at The Lodge on Christmas Eve,” he says as if I’m going to let the first question go.
“That doesn’t explain why you’re here! I told you we were over!” I shout, my anger taking hold. Seeing his face throws me right back to walking in on him fucking someone who wasn’t me.
“I’ve been texting you. I want to explain we can work through this. Don’t throw away all our good years together because I messed up once.”
I scoff. “You have some fucking nerve coming up here, trying to ruin my night, thinking I would give you any of my time. You threw away our relationship when you decided to let some slut grease your pole because you couldn’t keep it in your fucking pants.”
“I was weak, I know. I’ll never do it again.”
“That’s the difference between you and me, Chad. I’m not fucking weak. While I was crushing a double major, working part-time, and still making time to talk to you, I didn’t step out once on our relationship. And you know what?” I move forward, cutting off the space between us to poke this man I thought I loved in the chest. “I could have. So. Many. Times.”
“Listen, man, you need to leave. She doesn’t want to see you.” Zach tries to break the tension, pulling my back into his chest.
Chad’s demeanor shifts in an instant. He puffs out his chest, standing straight, straining to match the guy’s height. “I don’t know who you think you are, but this is our business. Your opinion isn’t welcome here.”
An arm wraps tightly around my center, pinning me in place. Cole steps up to my ex, getting into his face. “Listen here, Chad, my girl said she doesn’t want to talk to you. So, you’re going to take your bitch ass back down these steps, climb back into your car, and hit the fucking highway, before this really does become my business.”
Chad’s face glows bright red, and steam puffs from his nose like a cartoon bull. “So, that’s it? You’re just going to slut yourself out to not one but two guys? You know, you’re right. You’re not worth—” His words are cut short when Cole’s fist slams into his face. He doesn’t stop, landing a second hit to his gut.
“Cole!” I scream, trying to fight free from Zach’s punishing hold. “Cole, please stop. He’s not worth it.”
Chad drops to the frigid ground, groaning. Cole turns and marches right up to me, snaking his hand between me and my captor to grip my neck in a firm hold.
“No, but you fucking are,” he declares, his lips dropping to mine in a soul-searing kiss.
“Well, then.” Zach laughs, pushing me into Cole’s arms. “How about we get back to our night.”