Chapter 16
Sweet, Angel Baby Collins
Harley
Iwoke up this morning with the most delicious ache between my legs. Collins wasn’t kidding when he said he wasn’t done with me last night. After sleeping for a bit, he woke me up for round two with his head between my legs again, then he took me softer and gentler than the first time. In round three, we were like rabid animals, claws and teeth, fast, rough, and urgent. I don’t feel unsure about my decision to give myself to Collins last night. I feel like it was the best choice I could’ve made for myself.
Now I’m walking into Wake, Bake, Repeat for the yearly New Years Eve debrief with my best friends. We always ring in the New Year together, but what happens once we part ways is always a mystery until the next morning, when we’re desperate for coffee and the will to live.
Walking in, I find Sin and Darcy already sitting at our usual table in the back corner. Giant coffees sitting in front of them.
“You look like shit,” I tell Sin where she sits with deep bags beneath her eyes and head resting in her hands.
“And you look freshly fucked.” Darcy volleys back, no tact or even attempt to whisper that in this crowded coffee shop.
Darcy’s words cause Sin’s head to pop up, then she groans, “Fuck, I just gave myself whiplash. You are freshly fucked aren’t you?”
I feel my face and neck heat as I remember the events of last night.
“Hello, my sweet friends!” Kodi’s voice comes from behind me, delaying my interrogation… For now, at least.
“Let’s go order our coffees, Ko.” I drag her to the counter with me.
“Hey girls! Usuals?” Gigi, one of the regular baristas, asks as we approach.
“Yep!” I reply while Kodi orders the seasonal iced strawberry mocha. We pay, thank Gigi, and head to our table where she’ll bring us our drinks.
“Okay, so who’s spilling first?” Darcy prods.
“You.” Sin raises a bright red, pointed nail in my direction.
“I…” I sputter, but Gigi rescues me by dropping off our drinks.
“You’re going to tell us the truth about what’s going on between you and Collins,” Kodi demands.
“We let it slide for the holidays, but those are over, so… spill,” Darcy adds, shrugging.
Here goes nothing, “I didn’t want you guys worried about me being alone on Christmas. Collins is a great guy, and I know you guys would approve. We fabricated a plan to get us through the holidays, and then we were going to go our separate ways. But… then he started acting like a real boyfriend, and he’s so good, and I’m falling for him, and then last night…”
“Last night?” Sin waves her hand in a continuous motion.
“Last night he kissed me at midnight,” I add, not sure how to tell them the next part. These are my best friends. Why is it so hard for me to admit that we had sex and I don’t want our relationship to be fake? Maybe because I haven’t even admittedit to him yet, and this confession could change the trajectory of us? Maybe because I’m a coward? Maybe because I don’t want to be hurt again?
“Yes, we’re aware. He dragged you off into a dark corner.” Kodi laughs.
“Then you guys left and did whatever you did.”
“Obviously banged in the New Year,” Darcy states like it’s common knowledge.
“Not me.” Sin rolls her eyes, I narrow my gaze on her because after the incident with Dom in the mountains, I’m not so sure I believe that.
“Mav and I relived our bachelorette trip.” Kodi smirks.
“Ew. We were there, the whole island heard you guys on that day bed.” I gag.
“Anyways, what happened after we left? Collins didn’t take his eyes off of you last night.” Sinclair brings the topic back to me.
“So he kissed me again, ate me out on his kitchen counter, made me cum again without extra stimulation, and then fucked me not once, not twice, but three times.” I spit out quietly. Three mouths hang agape around our table.
