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“Nash dared me to ask a stranger if I could ride his face,” I blurt. I just want to distract her from something that's clearly hurting her.
“Have you?” she asks, turning her back on the men on the couch, giving me her full attention. I take a moment to check her out, momentarily jealous of her beauty.
There’s no comparing us, though. We look nothing alike. Her dark red hair hangs down to her hips. It’s thick, shiny, and smells like flowers every time she moves. She’s shorter than I am, even in her heels, and her eyes are so brown they almost look black. Her skin is tanned to a golden brown that I could never achieve.
“No. I’m worried I’ll get laughed at,” I tell her honestly. She observes me for a moment. I’m not sure what she's searching for, but when she nods her head, all I feel is relief.
“Come with me. Stand…here.” She positions me against the staircase, so I’m hidden from most of the party and then leans into me. “Watch me, but shh.” She raises her finger to her lips, and I nod.
It’s only a few moments later that a tall figure steps out of the kitchen, and Sadie heads straight for him. Ren. Taking his hand, she leans into his chest. My mouth falls open, and I step into view. His brown eyes collide with mine, and he holds my gaze.
“Hey, sexy. Can I ride your face? Promise to return the favor.” The seductive tone of Sadie’s voice has even my heart racing. Ren never breaks our connection as he answers Sadie.
“Fuck, yes. Let’s go to my room.” I watch as Ren leads Sadie up the stairs, and I hold back the stab of jealousy and rejection when she blows me a kiss and winks. One look at the couch tells me Griff and Fallon witnessed the whole thing too.
I lift my beer to my lips, finishing off the nearly full bottle. Lifting my chin and straightening my spine, I head back to the living room. Nash is easy to spot, and so is Holden. They’re playing beer pong at the table set up beside the couch.
Nash’s partner, Cody, is a guy I’ve only spoken to once before, but he’s cute and has a reputation for being a gentleman.
This is one way to get their attention, I guess.
Stepping between the two men, my body brushes against Nash’s side as I lift onto my toes to whisper in Cody’s ear. “What’s a girl gotta do to get a ride?” I ask, and Cody smiles.
“Ride? Don’t you live here?” He seems genuinely confused by my question.
“A ride here,” I clarify, pressing a finger to his lips. I watch his face change as he realizes what I meant.
“Fuck, seriously?”
I nod, surprising myself when I realize I am serious. Repeated rejection is something I can only take so much of. If Cody really wants to go down on me, I won’t say no. I think…
“Sorry, dude,” Cody says, tossing the ball into the water cup and grabbing my hand to lead me out of the room. I giggle, following him up the stairs.
“That's my room,” I say, pointing to the door at the end of the hall. I’m just pushing it open when Ren’s door swings open beside us. I pause. Watching. That was fast…
“...just wait here till you're ready–” Ren’s words trail off as he looks up and sees me. Fingers laced together with Cody’s, bedroom door wide open.
“Come on,” I mumble, tugging him into the room behind me. The door is shut in the next second, and just as I’m flicking the lock, the knob turns, and the door is shoved back open.
“Get the fuck out,” Ren growls. My eyes go wide, and I shove him back out of my room and into the hall. I don’t think he was expecting me to shove him so hard because if Ren doesn't want to be moved, I’m not strong enough to make him.
“You get out,” I scoff.
“Sadie!” another voice snaps, and we all pause as Fallon basically kicks Ren’s door open.
“Fallon!” Sadie screeches as the door is slammed shut behind Fallon. I frown, looking back to Ren.
“Rose!” a third voice shouts, and both Ren and I turn to face Holden.
“Donkey?” I murmur, attempting to diffuse the sudden tension. Neither man so much as cracks a smirk. Cody however burst out laughing. “At least he got it,” I grumble.
“Get her in my fucking room,” Holden demands, using a tone I’ve never heard before. Ren doesn’t need to be told twice, and I yelp loudly as I’m hefted over big ol’ meaty man shoulders.
“Put me down, Ren!” I demand, earning myself a hard smack on the ass for my troubles.
Two things happen at once. I go immediately still, and then I realize I enjoyed that slight sting very much.
“Testing every last shred of self-control…fucking succubus vixen…golden pussy,” Ren growls to himself, but my mind is still focused on the ass smack and plotting how to make it happen again.
