“I told you before and I’ll tell you again, you have a really needy pussy, Jos. What would you do without me?”
I weakly hum. “I’d be fine. I have my fingers and toys.” Although they wouldn’t do anything as amazing as he does.
He pulls back to stare down at me. “You have them?”
“Yeah, not many, but I do.”
He groans, dropping his forehead to mine. “I’m not going to make it all night.”
I stupidly smile and try to pry away from him, but he doesn’t let me. “Let go. I need to clean myself up.”
“Fuck that, you’re going to feel what I did to you.” He grips my hip with one hand and adjusts himself with the other. God, he’s so huge, it did nothing for him. “If another guy comes up to you, I want you to remember this and feel what I do to you. Because only I can do this to you. Only me.”
I clench my thighs from the roughness of his words, feeling how wet and sticky they are. God, he sounds so hot and possessive. “Okay, at least let me fix my thong.”
“No. You’re going to stay just like that and once we get home, I’ll help you clean up.”
I wonder how much Pen and Vi will hate me if I leave now?
“Interesting how the same color lip gloss you were wearing is now on Daniel’s face.” Vienna’s gaze darts to his face and back to me.
When we returned to the bar area, he got pulled away to play pool by a couple of guys on the team. He must feel us staring because he turns and his heated eyes collide with mine. He winks at me and turns but not before I catch the glitter on his cheeks and the glimmer on the seam of his lips.
“Yeah, interesting.” I lift my shoulder in a half shrug, shifting on my feet only to feel the lace graze my clit.
I take a sip of my drink and relish the cool liquid and how it helps me sort of mellow out. The thong is buried deep in my pussy, and every time I move, it rubs against my clit. It’s also drenched, making my thighs slick with my arousal.
It should feel uncomfortable, but I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been. I’m also restless, frustrated, and ready to come again.
“So, I’m going to pretend I didn’t see Danny’s tongue shoved down your throat.” Penelope stands between us. She scrunches her nose but grins. “I thought clothes were going to come off.”
I choke on my saliva. I knew someone was going to see us, but I didn’t expect his sister of all people.
“Look at his face. He’s practically wearing her lip gloss and he looks proud of it too.” Vi snorts. “Please, so much for getting it out of your system.”
“What?” Pen blanches. “This isn’t the first time?”
Their eyes zero on me, but I draw mine to my Irish mule. I think that’s what it’s called; I’m not too sure, but it’s a St. Patrick’s Day drink. I take a long drink, but I can’t savor the whiskey because they’re scrutinizing me.
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to,” I reply nonchalantly but my body reacts differently, thinking of all the times he’s made me come and the one time he made me squirt. I still can’t believe that happened.
“Oh my gosh, how many times are we talking?” Vienna grips my arms and shakes it. “Do tell all your filthy dirty secrets.”
Pen grimaces but doesn’t beg me to stop talking.
“Are we talking about kissing or coming?”
Both their eyes go round, but their expressions are so different, it’s comical. Vi looks like she’s on the brink of losing her shit, ready to hear every detail. Pen looks disturbed but something else lurks in her eyes. I don’t know how to explain it, but she looks almost happy…I think?
“Why are you—” I abruptly stop mid-sentence, locking in on a familiar face.
I normally wouldn’t look or care, but his face looks different. There’s a nasty slight yellowish-green bruise on the left side of his face.
The last time he looked busted up was when Daniel punched him because of Amanda. Did he do it again? Is Amanda right? Will he eventually end up back with her?
I drink, hoping it’ll numb the sinking feeling in my stomach.
I shouldn’t care. Right from the get-go I knew he might still be stuck on her. I let him use me to distract himself because in some way I’m doing the same. Distracting myself from the emptiness…thoughit’s been a while since I felt the aching void that felt endless, on a loop.
