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Because Cole couldn’t be more wrong if he tried. Hayden is... he’s no one. A friend. A shoulder to cry on. A cute guy who dotes on me and makes me feel better about myself.

Cole watches me through narrowed eyes until the laughter subsides and I inhale a ragged breath.

“You should go,” I say, suddenly feeling stripped bare before him, and not just because I’m standing here half-naked.

Sometimes it’s like he can see me, see the stain on my soul, the darkness that lives inside the cracks of my heart.

“What’s your game, preppy?” He moves closer still, crowding me against the wall until my back hits the tiles.

“Cole,” I warn, as if I hold any of the power here. “I’m not playing a game.”

“No? That’s not what I heard in the guys’ locker room. I heard you gave it up to Hayden the same night you took me back to your room and practically begged me for it,” he sneers, sending a shiver running down my spine.

“You think I...” I stop myself, forcing down the words. Sometimes I really wish I didn’t care one iota about Cole Jagger... but I do.

I want to know what he’s thinking, what dark, depraved things live inside him.

It isn’t healthy, I know that, but my mom always said I had an obsessive personality. That once I became interested in something, I was like a dog with a bone until I got the answers I needed.

I want to know all of Cole’s secrets, but more than that, I want him to share them with me.

Laughter bubbles in my chest again, and a low growl hums from Cole’s lips.

“Something funny?” he asks, watching me as if I’m a puzzle he doesn’t understand.

And I don’t blame him. I feel unhinged, my carefully constructed world a pile of jagged pieces at my feet.

“I’m just thinking how much easier it would be if I liked Conner.”

Something flashes in his eyes and then he’s on me, pushing me flat against the tiled wall with his strong body. “You want my brother?” he drawls into my ear. “You think he could get you as wet as I can? That he’d hurt you just the right way to make it feel good?” He grinds his k

nee into my pussy and I bite down on my lip to stifle a moan.

“Cole.” It comes out shaky—a plea or a warning, I’m not sure.

But he doesn’t let up, flattening his hands against the wall, caging me in. His warm breath flutters over my face, so close I can almost taste him.

“You want to be a little slut, preppy? First Hayden, then my brother, now me...” He dips his head, dragging his tongue up the slope of my neck before sucking on the same bit of skin as before, ensuring he leaves evidence behind from this little visit.

“Oh God...”

“Nah, not God, Hadley... the Devil. You want to play with me, you should know you’re gonna get burned.”

I’m too lost to the feel of him grinding against my pelvis, bumping my clit, to be hurt by his words.

So I partied with him and Conner a few weeks back, got a little drunk, and let them blindfold me and take me up to their bedroom. It was fun. Consensual, delicious fun. It was a game... and I’d felt like the winner that night… but now I’m not so sure. Cole must know it isn’t Conner I really want, but he’s dead-set on denying this thing between us... I just don’t understand why.

Without thinking, I reach out to feel him, but he snags my wrist and pins it beside my head. “Nah ah, no touching.”

I pout, running my tongue over my bottom lip. He tracks the movement, his lids growing heavy.

“You want me.” The words tumble out.

“You haven’t got the first fucking clue about what I want.” His jaw clenches painfully.

“So show me. Let me in...” I instantly want to take the words back but they’re out now, hanging in the air between us.

Cole inhales a sharp breath. “Why are you like this?” he muses, awe and confusion swirling in his inky depths. “Why do you let me do this to you?”

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