Page 126 of Bad Intentions


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“What?” I wondered, as Cayden reached for the wide cashmere throw sitting on the chair next to us. “I’m not cold,” I protested mildly as he draped it over us. It was summer, and graduation was just around the corner. It was warm in the pool house, and I had on a short denim skirt. Awareness prickled over me as Cayden caught my earlobe between his teeth and bit down, tugging it just enough to send even more heat rolling through me.

“I know that, Freckles. You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and will ever see, and you’re all mine,” he murmured in my ear, flexing his hips up so I felt how hard he was beneath me. With our bodies safely hidden beneath the blanket, his hand slid up my bare thigh, heading straight between my legs.

“Remember the dare. Don’t make a sound.”

His fingers delved into my panties and over my slit.

Oh.Oh.

With the rest of the room occupied with playing truth or dare, watching a replay of their own game on TV, or brooding, no one glanced our way as Cayden slowly fingered me beneath the blanket, right in front of them.

His fingers knew every single inch of my body. He’d touched it all, kissed it all, and marked it all in some way. Now, he unerringly sank two long fingers inside me, while his thumb went to work on my clit. I shuddered, my body responding to his touch with ease. I had a Pavlovian response to this man’s hands. He touched me so often, got me off so much, even the brush of his fingers in the general vicinity of my cunt was enough to have me barreling toward an orgasm. A muscle memory that he had spent months training.

“Cayden, someone might realize,” I muttered.

He pinched my thigh, and I bit down a gasp.

“Your dare was to be quiet, remember?” His tone was full of enjoyment, and his hand had stopped moving. Suddenly, nothing mattered more than getting his hand to move again.

I nodded, holding my tongue, and after a long pause, he moved again, finger-fucking me, while I fought the urge to writhe on his lap. Fuck, I would not last long like this.

He pressed his face into my neck and his chest expanded as he inhaled deeply. “Fuck, you smell amazing. Don’t utter a single word until I say so, or I’ll spank your pretty little ass bright red before I fuck you in Beck’s shower, got it?”

His words only made me wetter. Playing with Cayden was everything I hadn’t known was missing from my life until a year ago. I’d play with him any day.

He brought me right to the edge just like that, his finger sunk deep. If I listened closely, I could hear my wetness sucking up his fingers every time he thrust them into me.

“Hey, Lily,” Marcus called again. “Settle this for us, will you?” He turned to me just as Cayden’s hand sped up.

I stiffened, fighting the fierce heat in my face as I met Marcus’s eyes.

He narrowed his in return, watching Cayden and I suspiciously. I was totally covered. All Marcus could see were various lumps of unidentified limbs under the throw, and yet, from the wicked smile he gave us, I knew he suspected something.

“Never mind, I’ll ask you later, you filthy animals,” he laughed and turned away, just as Cayden hit that spot inside me that made me weak every time. I pretended to bite my nails and bit down on my fingers.

“That’s my good girl, coming hard on my hand, and not letting anyone know. You’re soaking my jeans, Freckles…drenching me. I hope you plan on taking me up to Beckett’s shower and cleaning up the mess you made,” Cayden murmured in my ear, tipping me over the edge.

I stiffened when I came, biting down a yelp, and crushing Cayden’s hand between my legs with my thighs. The bastard didn’t stop there, though. He finger-fucked me through it, drawing out the pleasure without end.

“Cade, man! Great game tonight.” Tyler had entered the pool house. He wandered over to us and held out a fist to Cayden. Like an utter madman, Cayden held out his free hand, and bumped Tyler’s fist. The two had become close since they’d both been scouted for HHU. Tyler would be an HHU Hellion next year along with Cayden. Tyler stood over us, talking about a specific play in the final that had sealed the win, as I came and came.

My body pulsed all around Cayden’s hand, and I was trembling with the effort of not making a sound. I couldn’t meet Tyler’s eye, though he seemed to have no idea that I was currently coming, right there on my boyfriend’s lap, in front of the entire room.

“Lil, are you ok? You look flushed,” Tyler said after a moment, as I drifted back down to the world.

I opened my mouth to say something, just as I remembered I wasn’t supposed to break my silence. I didn’t have permission yet. While I stared at Tyler, Cayden gently pulled his fingers from me.

“Is she? We’d better get some air,” he said, subtly pulling my skirt down and then tossing the blanket aside. I jumped off his lap like it was on fire. He grabbed my hand before I could get even a step away.

His blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “You wanna get some air, Freckles?”

I swallowed the knot of frustration and want in my throat, and simply nodded.

Cayden moved to stand before me. He was hard as hell, and it was pretty obvious, but he didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed as he stretched his delicious body. He brought the hand that had gotten me off to his lips and sucked on a finger.

“I don’t know what you two are up to, but I feel single as fuck right now,” Tyler grumbled, giving us a grin before ambling away.

We headed outside to the pool area, which sat between the pool house and the main house. Cayden wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

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