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I yanked his sweatpants down and his hard cock sprang free, and I curled my hand around it and squeezed lightly.
“Fuck,” he groaned, undoing my bra and ripping my underwear away from my body. He picked me up again, and I hooked my ankles around him as we fell onto a bed, biting at his bottom lip, then savagely raking my nails down his back. I wanted to punish him for what he’d done downstairs.
“Why are you such an asshole?” I asked in between biting kisses, my words ending on a moan as he dragged his thick cock against my wetness.
“Why are you always in my fucking head?” His voice was agonised as he moved his head lower, biting and sucking at my nipples until I had to tug his hair forcefully, to pull him back up to me, unable to bear the torture of pleasure and pain any longer, needing him inside me.
I reached down between us and gripped his cock, gliding my thumb over the precum on the tip. He let out a shaky breath and stilled my hand, raising himself up onto his elbows and reaching into the drawer next to the bed, pulling out a foil packet. Then he rolled it on and was thrusting inside me, filling me completely, before I could even catch my breath. He pounded in and out of me, a punishing rhythm that I matched as I gripped his ass, digging my nails into his skin, pulling him even closer.
He suddenly pulled out and flipped me over, pulling me onto my knees and thrusting back inside me, reaching around to my clit.
“Cade.” I moaned his name over and over as he fucked me, hurtling towards my orgasm. I came so hard that I thought I was going to black out, feeling his cock pulsate inside me as he gripped onto me tightly, his whole body shuddering as he found his own release.
I collapsed onto the bed, breathless and panting.
“Snowflake,” came the soft whisper, and the barest brush of lips against my spine.
I passed out.
I awoke, disorientated. Where was I? I sat up and glanced around me. I was in a bed, under the covers. Cool charcoal sheets, a dim lamp with a black ceramic skull-shaped base on the bedside table, casting shadows across the room, slate-grey walls with white wood trim, honey-toned floorboards, and a huge rug.
Okay. This wasn’t the guest room.
Caiden’s room?
If so, I was in his bed.
There was a weight pinning my feet down, and I noticed my bag sitting at the end of the bed. I guess someone must have brought it in, because I’d definitely left it in the guest bedroom. I pulled my phone out of the side pocket, surprised to see that only around an hour and a half had passed since I was downstairs.
Grabbing my bag, I padded out of the room, stopping to pick up my dress and underwear which had been left in a pile on the floor next to the door, and went back into the guest room.
My head was spinning as I walked into the bathroom on autopilot and stood under the shower, letting the warm water cascade over me, carefully avoiding getting my hair wet.
Caiden. How the fuck did we get from hateful glares to the hottest sex of my life, bar none?
No idea.
As I wandered back into the lounge room dressed in pyjama shorts and a navy camisole, barefoot, my hair piled on top of my head, I stopped dead. Oh yeah. I’d somehow managed to forget there were other people here. Next to the girls with their heavy make-up, short dresses, and killer heels, I felt severely lacking. I turned on my heel and walked straight out, instead heading into the kitchen, where I rummaged in the fridge for a drink, pulling out a bottle of Prosecco. Funny. The Four didn’t strike me as the types to drink sparkling wine. I shrugged and twisted the bottle until the cork released with a satisfying pop and poured the fizzing alcohol into the closest cup I could find—which happened to be a pint glass.
“Winter!” I turned towards the open sliding doors to see Kinslee waving at me from the hot tub, Weston and Cassius both in there with her. “Get your sexy ass over here and bring that Prosecco,” she called.
“I don’t have my bikini.”
“That’s okay.” Cassius gave me an exaggerated wink, and I couldn’t help laughing. I’d actually been worried about how he’d react to me after what had happened earlier, but at the moment, anyway, he seemed to be acting like his usual self. Although…
I quickly walked out to them before I could change my mind, handing the Prosecco bottle to Kinslee and placing my pint glass on the ledge that ran around the edge of the decking. It was bloody freezing, my breath making clouds in the night air. I took a deep breath and pulled my top over my head so I was in my navy bra and shorts, rolling my eyes as Cassius and Weston both whistled at me. I figured the material was thick enough that it would do instead of a bikini.
The boys eyed me as I sank into the water next to Cassius.
“Cass?” I leaned close to him, relaxing into the bubbling heat of the tub.
“Yeah?” His eyes were glassy, his voice a little slurred.
“Are we okay? After earlier?”
“Babe.” He slid his arm around me, pulling me closer. “Course we are. Like I said, you’re Cade’s. We were helping the situation.”
“Um, if you say so.” I leaned back against his arm, closing my eyes. We sat in silence for a while, Cassius reaching over to his blunt every now and then, until he spoke in my ear.
