Chapter 33. LIKE YOU MEAN IT
(Ander)
After one long shower, two painkillers, and a gallon of water later, I started to feel like myself again. Last night, I drank way too much tequila, but there was nothing quite like playing some basketball to help sweat the alcohol out of your system. I grabbed a pair of shorts and a long-sleeved T-shirt and quickly dressed before heading toward Zayn’s room.
I knocked twice before calling out his name.
“Zayn, c’mon. Let’s go shoot some hoops.”
There was no answer. They’d probably stayed up until late drinking and watching the movie, so I imagined he was possibly knocked out cold. After waiting a few minutes, I decided to try the doorknob. It was unlocked.
When I opened the door, I froze. It felt like all the blood in my body rushed to my feet.
Noah, Zayn, and Sienna were underneath the bed covers, which only covered their legs. They were naked. Noah spooned Sienna, who lay across Zayn’s chest.
“What the fuck?!” The moment I yelled those words, Sienna woke up. When her eyes connected with mine, she gasped.
I was livid, and by the look on Sienna’s face, she could tell. I turned around and stomped to my bedroom without sparing another look at them.
They had fucked.
The three of them.
“Wait!”
I heard Sienna calling me, but I didn’t want to talk to her. I was enraged. I was furious with her for giving me hope that there was more to us than a friendship, at them for touching her in ways I wished I could, and at myself for falling for her once more.
“Ander, please. Wait.”
When I reached my door, I looked at her from the corner of my eye. She was trying to wrap herself in a blanket as she hurried down the hallway.
“I don’t want to talk to you. Go back to the room.”
“Please, let me explain.”
I walked inside my bedroom and pushed the door, but Sienna pushed it with her hand before I could close it. I gave up and walked toward the windows. I couldn’t look at her—not like this. I knew that if I opened my mouth, I would say things I would probably regret later, so I kept my lips shut.
“I’m sorry you had to see that. I never wanted you to see us like this. I was going to explain it to you today. I was going to tell you.”
“TELL ME WHAT?” I shouted while I spun around to face her. “That you’ve been fucking both of them behind my back? That you played me the other day?”
God.
She looked gorgeous just with that blanket on and her messed-up morning hair.
“That’s not fair. You know that’s not true. You’re saying that just to hurt me.”
I closed the distance between us and dropped my head until my eyes were leveled with hers.
“Yes, you’ve been playing with me. You wanna fuck them? Be my guest. But I’m done. You and I are done.” I ground my teeth together until my jaw hurt. She was heaving, her gaze continually shifting between my eyes as if she were trying to guess if I was telling the truth and contemplating her next move at the same time.
“But I’m not done with you.”
She dropped the blanket.
When she crashed her lips to mine, I cracked.
I grabbed her by the throat, applying enough pressure to choke her without cutting off her air.
“Don’t fucking test me, Sienna.” I looked down at her, taking in her pointed nipples, the smooth curve of her breasts, and her firm stomach. How many times had I imagined her like this? Completely bare and at my mercy. “I have very little self-control at the moment, and I can’t promise I’ll be gentle,” I growled.
She bit her lower lip and looked at me with sultry eyes.
“I don’t want gentle. Please, Ander, fuck me like you mean it.”
I made her walk backward, still holding her by the throat, until her ass hit the sofa in the middle of the room.
I lowered my mouth and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna fuck you until your body can’t take it anymore. You’re gonna come so hard and so loud that the entire house will know who you belong to. You’re gonna scream my name until your voice is hoarse, and the only thing you can do is call for God. And you’re gonna take it, and you’re gonna like it.”
Sienna was so shocked that she remained there, silent, staring at me with those fuck-me eyes. So I kissed her with all the bottled-up rage and desire that coursed through my veins. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, devouring her like my life began and ended with her. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she deepened the kiss.
“Turn around and hold on to the sofa,” I commanded.
When she was bent over, I traced my hand along her spine until my hand reached her ass, and I spanked her.
SPANK.
“Fuck!” she yelped.
“That’s for fucking Noah and Zayn.”
SPANK.
“That’s for pushing me to my limit. For taunting me.”
SPANK .
“Oh God!” This time, her yelp was followed by a moan.
I caressed her red and swollen ass cheek and said, “That’s for showing up to my room completely naked with that tiny blanket.”
“Please, Ander,” she begged. “I need you so badly.”
I dropped to my knees, and before she realized what I was doing, I angled my mouth and licked her soaking pussy.
“Ander,” she breathed.
I loved hearing my name on her lips when I knew I was the one causing her pleasure.
“You taste like fucking heaven. Let me hear you scream my name again.”
I pushed my tongue inside her pussy and then sucked hard on her clit until she was practically grinding against my mouth. I changed between long strokes and quick ones just with the tip of my tongue.
“Oh God, Ander, oh God. Yes, keep doing that. Don’t stop.”
She didn’t have to tell me fucking twice. I buried my face in her pretty little cunt until her legs started to shake. But I wasn’t done yet. No. This girl who had come back to my life like a storm would soon discover what she had been missing all these years. I couldn’t wait to show her how much I craved her with my cock.
“We’re just getting started.” I stood and pushed my shorts and briefs down until my cock sprang free. I had never been this hard in my life. I pumped it twice before I rubbed the head between her glistening center. She whimpered at the anticipation. I placed the tip at her entrance and warned her, “I told you I wouldn’t be gentle.” With one hard thrust, I buried myself inside her pussy.
“Fuck! Fuck! You’re too big; it hurts.”
She was probably sore from last night, but I didn’t fucking care. A little bit of pain was what she deserved for playing with my feelings.
“You can take it, Sienna. Now move and show me how much you want my cock.”
Sienna held the sofa tighter until her knuckles turned white and then pushed her ass back and forth, back and forth. But it was too slow for my liking. After all, I had promised her rough. I grabbed her by the hips and began to slam into her like a possessed man.
“Look.” Thrust. “What.” Thrust. “You’ve.” Thrust. “Done.” Thrust. “To.” Thrust. “Me.” Thrust.
She was so tight that it didn’t matter that I had masturbated in the shower that morning, thinking about her mouth wrapped around my dick.
She tried to cover her moans with a hand over her mouth, so I grabbed her again by the throat and choked her. I could feel her pulse under my fingers. When her breathing got shallow, I moved one of my hands to circle her clit.
“Come for me. Show me how much you enjoy it when I fuck you like my little whore.”
The moment I released her neck and the blood ran back to her head, I pinched her clit and slapped her ass. Her climax hit her so hard that her screams and the way she clenched around my cock tipped me over the edge.
“Fuck,” I cried as I released myself inside her, filling her up to the brim.
The moment she dropped her head to the backrest, I pulled out, put my dick inside my clothes, and took the blanket from the floor. When she stood, I threw it at her.
I was still mad—at her and at myself for being so weak. She was playing with the three of us, but I had fallen for her so hard that I couldn’t deny her—to possess her.
Snagging the blanket in midair, she furrowed her brows.
“What are you doing?” Sienna asked.
The mental picture of them in bed flooded my thoughts once more. I couldn’t allow her to have this hold on me because in every scenario that infested my mind, she ended up picking Zayn or Noah but never me. I knew that one way or another, she would be the end of our friendship. And I would never allow that to happen. She left once. She could do it again, but my heart wouldn’t survive this time. Especially not now, after I just had a taste of her.
I started pacing toward the bedroom door when she pleaded, “Don’t do this, please. Don’t do this to us.”
I held the door open and looked at her naked body one last time.
“There never was an us .”