Second chance mine, p.17

Second Chance Mine, page 17

 

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  “You have no idea the things I want to try on you.”

  Why did that sound so freaking sexy? This man literally just said he wanted to gag me, and my pussy is like, “Let’s do this!”

  The thought made my thighs clenched.

  “I’ll tell you what.” He kissed me.

  “Yes, please,” I whispered sweetly into his mouth.

  “You’re such a good girl when you want something from me.”

  “I know. And good girls always get what they want.”

  “You wouldn’t think that by how many times you’re a bad girl.”

  “Yeah, but bad girls just get more.”

  He laughed, throwing his head back and I took the advantage to spring out of his arms.

  “Hey! Where do you think you’re going?”

  “To the living room.”

  Before he could object, I ran into the space at the same time Cade was opening the door.

  Talk about a close call.

  “Hi!” I waved at both of them, out of breath. “Took you long enough.”

  “Sorry!” Hayley greeted. “That’s my fault! But look! We brought dinner! Are you guys hungry?”

  Cade asked, “Is Adrian here?”

  “His car is in the parking lot. He’s probably hanging out with Paige.”

  Hayley’s face went pale as if she realized what she just said.

  Did she do that on purpose?

  “I’m not sure,” I tensely chuckled. “I haven’t been here long.”

  “Adrian!” Cade shouted. “You here?”

  My eyes met Hayley’s, but she quickly looked away. Walking into the kitchen.

  “We have pizza, lasagna, and meatballs. Help yourself.”

  Adrian strode into the living room, shirtless, wearing gray sweatpants.

  Fucking asshole.

  He knew it was my favorite outfit on him. I resisted the urge to gaze down at his dick which was always proudly on display without him even trying. It was just there.

  Big.

  Long.

  Hard.

  Stop thinking about Adrian’s cock, Paige.

  Shaking away the image, I grabbed a slice of pizza. I didn’t have to look at Adrian’s face to know he was grinning like a fool with the effect had had on me. He was doing this on purpose.

  With my head down, I sat on the couch, eating my slice. I didn’t dare gaze in his direction, too afraid it’d be written all over my face and our sneaking around would be over.

  For the last month, we spent almost every day together, unable to get enough of each other. I was still able to make time for Cade without him being the wiser.

  But did Hayley know something was up between us? Was she trying to get us caught? And why would she?

  I had no issues with her. Always giving them the privacy, they needed. I never once made her feel insecure about our tight friendship. If anything, I was constantly reassuring her how much I liked her for him.

  Later that night, after I left their apartment, I snuck right back in through Adrian’s window.

  “This is getting a little out of hand. I thought once I got into college, I wouldn’t be sneaking into boy’s bedrooms.”

  “Boy?”

  “Yeah.” I nodded, sitting on the edge of his bed. “Or should I say child since you act like one?”

  “Paige…” he warned in that tone I hated but also drove me wild.

  “I’m just saying,” I baited. “You’re still playing your little games, walking out into the living room looking like a snack.”

  “I thought you were hungry.”

  I wiggled my eyebrows. “I’m starving.”

  “What do you think we should do about that?”

  “Maybe fill me with your…” Winking at him, I teased, “Thing.”

  “You can’t touch my cock until you can say the word to me, Cherry.”

  “Then maybe.” I laid across the mattress. “You can touch me.”

  “I have a better idea.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I watch while you touch yourself instead.”

  Adrian

  “Tell me and I’ll do whatever you want.”

  I smiled, leaning back against the desk in my room, folding my arms over my chest. “Words every man loves to hear, Cherry girl.” I grabbed my drink, bringing it up to my mouth.

  Her eyes glazed over, becoming dark and daunting as I took a swig of my bourbon. I wanted to tune out as much of her sounds as I could, so I turned on my radio. Playing the song “Way Down We Go” by Kaelo.

  “Let’s start with you taking off your dress, but I want you to do it nice and slow for me.” I watched as shyly slid up to her knees, eager to please me like the good girl she was.

  “No. Slow. Do it slow. Do it really fucking slow,” I rasped, tugging on my bottom lip.

  In jerky movements, she began lifting her dress above her head before tossing it at my feet. She never took her eyes off mine, knowing exactly who controlled this moment.

  Her nipples were hard, calling out for me to touch them. I wanted to roll them between my fingers, just enough to set her body on fire until I sucked them into my mouth.

  Nipping.

  Biting.

  Making her wet.

  Needy.

  I held my restraint. Satisfied in watching her. The sensations she was igniting in me was like nothing l ever felt before as her hips slid in a sexy back and forth motion, bringing my predatory regard to her pussy.

  “Take off your panties.”

  Her fingers trembled as she slid into the waistband.

  “Now show me what’s mine.”

  Through a shaky body, she slid them down her long, luscious legs before tossing those over to me too.

  I couldn’t help myself.

  I picked them up off the ground and brought them up to my face, crazed to smell her wetness as I appreciated her naked body for the first time.

  Until I couldn’t take it anymore and ordered, “Lay on the bed and spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”

  She did as she was told.

  “Wider.”

  She did, making me smile.

  She was pink.

  Wet.

  Fucking perfect.

  I licked my lips, practically tasting her virtue on my tongue.

  “I want you to rub that little clit. Back and forth and up and down.”

  “Adri—”

  “Now.”

  With a wobbly hand, she lightly touched her clit, circling it, just like I ordered.

  “That’s right…just like that… Harder… faster…”

  Her back arched off the bed.

  “Fuck yourself, Paige. Slide your fingers into that wet, tight, little hole.”

  “I’ve never—”

  “Do it for me.”

  Her inexperienced hand glided down her pussy before she pushed in her middle finger.

  “How’s that feel?”

  “Oh, God,” she panted.

  “That’s right… Fuck that tight little cunt for me.” My balls ached and my cock throbbed. “Yeah…just like that. Come for me, Cherry.”

  Through hooded eyes, I witnessed her body quivering, but I knew she was going to need my help to finish the job. So it was my turn to show her what she’d love.

  I set down my glass and in a determined stride, I was over to her.

  “Good girl,” I praised.

  Without any rational thought, I slowly traced the outer lips of her pussy, deliberately being gentle and soft with her.

  She moaned in appreciation, letting her head fall back. My index finger swiped her slick seam, never parting her lips to give her what she really yearned for.

  I wanted her to beg to come.

  Her other hand reached for me, and I growled, roughly gripping onto her hair instead.

  “You don’t get to touch me until I say you can.” My sultry voice set her nerves on fire.

  She beamed. “Yes, Adrian.”

  Placing my fingers on top of hers, I massaged her clit to come down my hand. Her eyes fluttered and her legs shivered. Her breathing became heavier the closer she got to her climax.

  “Please…” she breathlessly pleaded.

  She knew what I needed to give her what she wanted. I made her fuck herself to come like a fucking fiend with the beat of the music. Making her lose her goddamn mind.

  Never letting up.

  Leaning forward, I rasped against her lips, “That’s right…right there…right fucking there.”

  Watching her come apart right in my arms was a treat I hadn’t expected for that night. This was better than taking her virginity.

  I wanted her soul.

  “Good girl.”

  She withered around, fisting the pillows until she came like a fucking volcano, screaming my name into my mouth as I muffled her desperation. I knew right then and there. I was royally fucked. She’d be my own personal Hell. There’d be no coming back from her and the worst part was…

  I’d happily burn in the flames for her.

  Twenty-Eight

  Paige

  Now

  “You can’t be serious?” I asked, thinking back on her.

  Adrian snatched the phone out of Cade’s grasp. “A video is worth a thousand words. Look for yourself."

  I grabbed it out of his hand, blown away by what was happening. There before my very own eyes was footage of Hayley running through a parking lot and then maybe thirty seconds later, the bomb exploded.

  “Oh my God,” I breathed out, stunned and speechless.

  “Yeah,” Adrian bit. “My thoughts exactly.”

  Shifting my eyes over to his, I reasoned, “There’s got to be a logical explanation for this. Hayley wouldn’t be stalking me.”

  “Then explain the surveillance, Paige.”

  “I don’t know.” I frantically shook my head. “But there’s got to be a better explanation than what you’re implying.”

  “I’m not implying shit!” he roared. “She’s on actual footage. That’s all the evidence I need.”

  Cade intervened, “Fuck you, man! She’s right! Hayley wouldn’t do this!”

  Adrian got right in his face. “Then explain why she’s there?”

  “Stop!” I shouted with my hands out in front of me, feeling like this was de ja vu all over again. “We’re not getting anywhere with you two fighting! Calm your asses down! Now!”

  Adrian cocked his head at him, not surrendering. “Stay out of this, Cherry.”

  Cade scoffed in disgust. “I wonder why you call her cherry, asshole?”

  “Cade!” I reprimanded. “Stop!”

  He shoved Adrian hard. “Fuck him! You want a piece of me.” In one determined stride back, he held his arms out to his sides. “I’m standing right here! It’s been a long time coming for stealing what was mine!”

  “Can’t steal something that was never yours to begin with, little brother.”

  “You’re nothing but a selfish prick! You know that, right?”

  “That’s enough!” I ordered through a clenched jaw.

  Cade’s venomous glare shot over to me. “I can’t believe you gave him your cherry.”

  My heart burst.

  “Why the fuck would you want to be another one of his whores?”

  Adrian’s fist collided with Cade’s cheek before he got the last word out. His head whooshed back, taking half of his body with him.

  I gasped, backing further away from them.

  “Fuck.” Cade stumbling around, shaking it off. “It’s on, motherfucker.” He charged Adrian, ramming his shoulder into his torso, taking him to the ground.

  I screamed as his back skidded across the wooden floor, but Adrian was prepared for it and instantly fought back.

  “Stop! Please! Stop!”

  Adrian straddled Cade, grabbing the front of his shirt. “You don’t ever talk to her like that!” He punched him in the stomach. “You always were jealous of me.”

  They wrestled around for a few seconds, each of them trying to gain the upper hand on the other.

  “Jealous? You fucking got off on it! You loved being everyone’s favorite!”

  Elbows.

  Fists.

  Legs flew everywhere.

  “I didn’t have to try very hard, you fucking pussy!” Adrian punched him in the stomach. “Since the day you were born, I’ve been getting in fights for you. If I hadn’t, you would have been getting your ass kicked like you are right now!”

  “And you loved being the fucking hero, but you’re calling me a pussy?”

  More wrestling.

  Growling.

  Wheezing and panting.

  “Enough!” I screamed at my wits end.

  They finally did. Through a deep exaggerated breath, Adrian staggered off Cade.

  It was only then I realized this wasn’t over.

  It was far from over.

  “What did that solve other than fuel your fucking egos?” I disappointingly shook my head at both of them. “You want to know the problem between you two! I’ll tell you! You don’t know how to share! I can be both of yours, dickwads!”

  Adrian

  “You would take his side,” I stated, nodding toward him. “You’ve always taken his side. It shouldn’t surprise me.”

  “Adrian, did you even hear what I said?” She stepped in between us. “I’m not taking either of your sides. I’m fucking Switzerland!”

  I didn’t pay her any mind. “You want to know what your problem is, Cade?” I adamantly pointed at her. “You loved having her at your beck and call. Even if it meant she had put her life on hold for you. You didn’t give a shit. As long as she obeyed you like a fucking dog.”

  “That’s not true.”

  “Where’s your wife, Cade? Huh?” I viciously spewed, done with him. Spitting blood on the floor, I stirred the pot. “When’s the last time you spoke to her? Come to think of it, why are you still standing in front of me with your bullshit? Why aren’t you calling her?”

  Cade was about to reply, but he stubbornly listened. Grabbing his phone off the counter, he called her.

  It went straight to voicemail.

  “Awfully convenient,” I added in an eerie tone for good measure.

  He placed his hand out in front of him in a surrendering gesture. “Listen, okay?” Hesitating for a moment, he added, “She works in pharmaceutical sales and it’s her busiest time of year. She travels a lot. It’s not unusual for her phone to do that. You know how hotels are. Especially those banquet halls. It’s shitty reception.”

  “Where are your kids?”

  “With Mom and Dad.”

  “Then you better get your story straight. You got till morning to get your wife on the phone.”

  I hated that I was giving him that much time, but what other choice did I have. We were talking about his wife. I never had any problems with Hayley.

  If she were the one after Paige, why? What was her motive?

  Despite being pissed as fuck, I had to give her the benefit of the doubt. It was the only way of putting an end to this.

  We slowly backed away from each other and then I made my way over to Charlie to get debriefed. To see if they found any more evidence. When they didn’t have any other leads, I didn’t hesitate to get my ass to the gym. Praying they would have a gym bag. It was the only way I wasn’t going to beat my brother’s face in.

  Thank fuck they did.

  Throwing off my suit jacket, I slid the sleeves of my collared shirt up my arms. With just my knuckles, I pounded on that bag for I don’t know how long.

  Until my hands were sore.

  Bloody.

  And I couldn’t see straight.

  The day flew by with no update from Hayley. Before I knew it, I was laying on the bed, blankly staring at the ceiling of our suite.

  Paige soft voice filled the room. “You okay?”

  “Define okay?”

  I heard the sound of the door shut, followed by her footsteps. Seconds later, the bed dipped beside me. We locked eyes, it was only then I noticed she was holding a first aid kit.

  Waving her off, I informed, “I’m fine.”

  “Yeah, your hands and face look great. You’ve never looked better.”

  “You think right now is the best time to fuck with me, Paige?”

  “I haven’t seen you all day. Where were you?”

  “I think my knuckles answer that question for you, don’t they?”

  She swallowed hard, reluctantly setting the kit on the nightstand.

  Gazing back up at the ceiling, I couldn’t help myself and mocked, “I’m surprised you realized I wasn’t around.”

  “Wow. So this is how you’re going to play it right now? By pushing me away?”

  “You would know. You’re the queen of it.”

  She abruptly stood. “That’s not fair.”

  I sat up. “You want to talk about what’s not fair? I’ll tell you what’s not fucking fair. The fact that I lost ten years with you for him. That’s what’s not fair, Paige.”

  “That was your decision, Adrian.”

  “What else was I supposed to do? He’s my brother. I fucking love him. It was you or him. I tried to do the right thing. And look how far that’s gotten me? I’m still fighting for your attention.”

  “You think this is easy for me? None of this is simple for me either. I feel like it’s either you or him. I’m back to that nineteen-year-old girl again. I’m reliving this too, Adrian. You think it’s easy for me to hear he thinks I was just one of your whores? When I know that I wasn’t.”

  Her eyes brimmed with tears.

  “I know what I was to you. Or at least I thought I did and up until today, I didn’t know it was that easy for you to lie to my face as if I meant nothing to you at all.”

  “Trust me, Cherry. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

  “I loved you.”

  “You still do.”

  She didn’t waver. “Maybe.”

  I was about to get off the bed, but she held her arm out stopping me.

  “I spent years telling myself I didn’t imagine what we had. How you made me feel, how you looked at me, our conversations, our kisses, your hands on me… I told myself it was a lie. You were lying, but then I’d think back at how you were able to look me in the eyes with such distain. How could you hurt me like that?”

  From the bottom of my heart, I spoke with sincerity, “I’m sorry, Cherry girl.”

 

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