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I popped the top on the counter. I didn’t talk about Sorina to him, and he stopped fucking asking. We weren’t chicks talking about relationships, and I didn’t care whether he assumed what I was doing with her was wrong or not. He wasn’t my damn conscience.
I followed him downstairs and plopped down on the couch, watching Nick and Axel talk smack to each other as they played. You’d think they were playing in a national championship game, or some shit, as serious as they took this game. Roman sat down next to me, and we started talking about yesterday’s game, which we won. I’d already served my suspension, and we were still undefeated.
Our conversation changed over to the upcoming game we had against Mississippi. The whole time we spoke, his fingers kept moving over his phone, and he’d say something with a slight tip of his lips as he glanced down at it. After about thirty minutes of this shit, I gazed up at the ceiling before pointing to his phone. “You sure you aren’t the creeper?”
“What? Theo asked me if I would grill some salmon for them.” Roman had been texting back and forth like a little bitch. I’m certain they weren’t talking about food, but in his defense, he could cook.
“Yes!” Nick yelled and held out his hand to Axel. “Pay up.”
“You were lucky.” Axel handed over a wad of cash, slapping it in Nick’s hand.
Nick squared it away and glanced at Roman. “Let’s start the grill, man. I better help you get it to the right temperature before we cook.”
“I know how to grill, Nick. I don’t need you to hold my hand.”
“That’s debatable.”
Roman huffed like a bitch and stomped off, while Nick followed behind him with a smug grin.
All four of us ended up outside to see the girls had now moved to the spa, sporting drinks in their hands. Nick and Roman were arguing over whether to use the gas grill or charcoal. Those fuckers took grilling seriously. Axel smiled and waved at the girls before shrugging out of his shirt and strolling over to the deep end of the pool. He dove in and swam laps.
Nick and Roman apparently came to an agreement and went with charcoal. As the fire burned, they went over to speak to the girls. If I got near Sorina right now, I would do something impulsive, like spank her ass for wearing another tempting swimsuit in front of others and then drive my fingers into her pussy until she screamed out“sorry.”Considering we were around mixed company, that wasn’t a good idea. But it took all my willpower not to go near her.
Instead, I stood back, finished my beer, and went back inside to make a real drink. At least when I was inside, I could watch her unabashedly without anyone knowing, and, god help me, stay away from temptation for now. I grabbed a bottle and a glass out of the cabinet and poured my drink.
As I took my first sip, I heard the slide of the glass door. When I shifted my eyes, I saw her standing there wrapped in a towel. “What do you want?” I kept my voice level, still annoyed about her choice of clothing, as I gripped the edge of the counter.
Sorina licked her lips as she watched me with uncertainty and answered, “Going to the bathroom.” She calmly strolled around the other side of the island and paused before dropping her towel and leaving it on the counter before strutting her way to the hallway. This girl. She was trying to strike a match and incite trouble.
I took a long sip of my chilled vodka, staring at the blank space in the hallway she’d just vacated. I gave it a few more seconds before I meticulously set the glass on the marble countertop and strolled off in her direction to the half bathroom. As soon as she opened the door, I blocked her path, and her eyes widened and mouth gaped. I pushed her back into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind us and locking it.
Spinning her around, I bent her over the counter and gripped her wet hair, warning softly in her ear. “You want to provoke the lion,zaychik? You just did, and now you’ll see how hungry he is.” I knew this was unwise, and we could get caught, but I didn’t care. I traced a path down her neck and devoured her skin. It didn’t matter how many times I tasted her; I couldn’t get enough. I never would.
She hissed as my teeth dug into her skin. “Dmitri. What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
“We could get caught.” She scowled at me through the mirror with her fingers clasped against the edge of the bathroom counter.
I slipped two fingers under the hem of her bikini, circling around her entrance, and the little liar was soaking wet. “You little tease. You like the thought of being caught, don’t you?” I thrust them deep inside her.
“No. Not at all.” Her words were like little puffs of steam on a cold night that evaporated quickly after being spoken.
“No?”
But she soon changed her tune as I curled my fingers inside her. “Oh, yes. God, yes.”
With my free hand, I spanked her half-exposed ass, and she yelped. “Better be quiet if you don’t want anyone to suspect anything.” I smoothed away the sting and pumped my fingers deeper inside her until she bucked against my hand like a wild mare and was close to the edge. I pressed on her lower back until the side of her face was flat against the counter.
The thought of how pliable she was and how she was willing to do whatever I wanted made my pulse thrum wildly. Me being her first, and someone who should be off-limits to me, was as heady as the purest drug I could imagine. It almost made me furious at how much control she had over me. I pulled my fingers out of her wetness.
“We are going to get caught,” she said between clenched teeth, but I suspected she was more frustrated I denied her an orgasm. I slapped her thighs wider and yanked her bikini bottom off to the side so taut it could snap at any moment. I stared down at her plump ass and her swollen, pink cunt glistening under the light.
“But that’s not the true reason you’re so frustrated, is it?” I smacked her on her ass cheek again, and she bit down on her bottom lip and swallowed a garbled cry. “You like to play with fire.” I massaged her skin where I’d left a reddish imprint from my hand, and, fuck, I hadn’t planned on leaving marks behind, but she’d really irked the hell out of me, parading herself around my friends like this.
“No. I don’t.”
Her denial unleashed a beast in me. I debated spanking her again as my hand circled over her ass, and I couldn’t help but scrape my thumb over the folds of her pussy. My littlezaychikquivered beneath my touch. I needed to temper both my anger as well as this need I had for her before shit got out of hand. “You did. I specifically told you not to wear a bikini baring too much of your tits and ass around my friends.”
