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“Whatever, Chandler Andretti.” I ran my finger down his chest. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” I winked at him, and he just groaned, his eyes raking over my face.
“Only for you, Chelsea,” he said softly, kissing the tip of my nose. “Only for you.” I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by that, but I also didn’t want to ask him. I was enjoying this moment too much. In fact, it was possibly one of the best moments of my life. I’d never been this intimate and close to someone. I’d never felt this connected to someone. Travis’s face popped into my mind for a brief second, but I dismissed it. I was going to tell him in the morning that I wasn’t interested in him. I was going to tell him that he should find someone else to hike with because I was not the one. I snuggled next to Chandler, feeling happy and secretive. I wasn’t going to tell him that he’d won yet. I didn’t want to make him cocky or complacent. I wanted him to feel like he had to earn a spot in my heart. But the reality of the fact was he already had it. Maybe in some ways he’d always had it. I was in love with Chandler Andretti, and I couldn’t wait to lose my virginity to him. I couldn’t wait to see where this relationship might take us.
23
There was something hard and long between my legs as I woke up, and I reached down to feel what it was. A large groan behind me made me laugh as I felt Chandler’s cock between my legs.
“Morning wood,” he murmured as his fingers cupped my breasts. I loved being the little spoon and encompassed in his arms. I loved having his naked body pressed against mine. I rolled over to face him and touched the side of his face gently. How was it possible for someone to be so handsome so early in the morning?
“I thought something was a little stiff.” I giggled as I looked down at his cock, which was already hard. “Is it like that every morning?”
“Many mornings.” He nodded with a laugh. “But not normally this hard. That’s thanks to your beautiful pussy.”
“Well, then you’re welcome.” I giggled as he brought me in for a kiss. I felt his hardness against my stomach, and I could feel wetness between my legs. “I should shower,” I said, not actually wanting to move.
“I can shower with you,” he said as he adjusted his cock and placed it next to my clit. I squeezed my legs together, and we both moaned at the feel of him next to me. “Fuck, are you trying to make me fuck you?” He groaned as he moved back and forth. I stared into his eyes as he positioned his cock between my legs and moved my legs slightly. He rubbed it back and forth and grunted as it glided across my wet clit. “Fuck, Chelsea.” He moaned, the tip of his cock nudging against my opening. I shifted slightly so that we were even closer together, and the tip of him was now inside of me. We stared at each other, both of our hearts racing. The tip of him shifted slightly, and he fell out. I could hear my heart racing as his fingers ran down my back.
He groaned and reached down and grabbed his cock again and rubbed it against my clit. I bit down on my lower lip and shifted again so that his cock was positioned at my opening. “Fuck, Chelsea.” He groaned as the tip entered me slightly. I closed my eyes and waited for him to thrust inside of me. “Look at me,” he whispered urgently, and my eyes flew open. “Are you sure?” he asked, and I nodded with a small smile. “Fuck.” He grunted as he rolled me onto my back and stared down at me. He kissed my lips and ran his fingers down the side of my body. “I’ll go slowly,” he whispered as he moved a little deeper inside of me. I moaned, wanting to feel all of him. He groaned as he moved again, sliding a little bit more. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” He grabbed my hips and reached down and played with my clit. He growled as my body trembled, and I grew even wetter. “I don’t want it to hurt,” he muttered as he inched in a bit more. I cried out slightly as I felt a pinch of pain. I had no idea how he was going to fit inside of me completely.
“It might be easier if I just thrust into you,” he muttered as he kissed me again, and then he thrust in one slow, deep motion. I cried out at the feel of him breaking through my hymen, and he just looked at me, his body tense as he breathed hard. He slid all the way out of me and then thrust into me, slowly, but faster than the previous movement. I moaned at the feel of him inside of me. This time he didn’t pull out right away. Instead, he stayed inside of me, kissing the side of my lips.
My phone started ringing, and I looked over to the nightstand to see who was calling me. I groaned as I saw Jacob’s name on the screen. What a loser! Chandler pulled out of me again and thrust back into me faster, the movement making my breasts bounce back and forth. I moaned as I felt him leaning down. His chest hair tickled my nipples, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He growled as he pulled out and thrust into me again, longer and harder than before. This time, it wasn’t as painful. This time, it felt better than I’d even imagined.
“Oh, fuck,” I cried out, loving the feel of him inside of me. My phone beeped, and I looked at the screen. It was a text from Jacob. I froze as I saw the words on the screen. My heart raced as I slowly picked up the phone. Chandler was grunting now, increasing the rhythm and moving faster. “What is this?” I held the screen up to his face, and his face turned white.
The text message read,“Looks like Chandler won the bet? Sean and I would like you to confirm you fucked him before we give him the ten grand.”
“Fuck.” Chandler stared at me, and I could feel my body trembling. “It’s not what you think.”
“It’s not what I think?” I glared at him and pushed him off of me. “You’re fucking inside of me right now, Chandler. What am I supposed to think?”
“Chelsea, please.” He sighed as he pulled out of me and lay flat on his back. His cock stood straight up, covered in blood, and I just stared at him in shock. Had I really just let him fuck me? Had I just lost my virginity to a man that had bet his brother he could take it for ten grand? I bit down on my lower lip. Was I really that big of a fool? “Can I explain, please?” He turned to me, fear and worry in his eyes. “Please?”
“You have three minutes,” I said, tears stinging the back of my eyes. “And then I want you to get out of here because I want nothing to do with you ever again.” I wanted him out. I couldn’t believe that I’d been such a fool to let him get me into bed. I couldn’t believe I’d let him seduce me. I’d known something had been off when Jacob had started messaging me. I’d known it. I should have stayed well away from the Andretti brothers. But now here I was, in a worse position than before. Because now, not only had I fallen in love with Chandler, I’d gone and slept with him as well. I could still feel him inside of me. I could still feel his body next to mine. And the sad part was I felt bereft. I wanted him inside of me again. I wanted to feel him so close to me that I didn’t know where he started and I began.
24
“It’s not what you think, Chelsea.” He sighed, running his fingers though his hair. He growled as he shifted closer to me. “I didn’t have a bet with my brothers…well, not really.”
“What do you mean, not really?” I glared at him. “What the hell does that mean?”
“Jacob and Sean were at Colorado’s Finest Beers a few months ago,” he said. “They saw you and Polly. Apparently you were looking real good, riding some bull.”
“Oh, hmm,” I said, glaring at him. “And then what?” I tried not to look at his still-hard cock or think about how much I wanted him.
“They made a bet.” He shook his head. “You know they’re immature and stupid.”
“What was the bet?”
“Which one of them could bed you.” He looked pissed. “As soon as I heard them talking about it, I told them to knock it off. I was furious.” He sounded angry. “I didn’t want them to even talk to you. And I was pretty confident that you wouldn’t give them the time of day. Jacob told us he was texting you and you never responded, and Sean said he’d tried to email you to meet up, but I knew he had the wrong email address.” He smirked. “Because I gave him the wrong email.”
“Hmmm.” I continued to glare at him.
“I didn’t contact you, Chelsea. I wanted nothing to do with it. I have way too much respect for you.” He stared into my eyes. “But then you contacted me, and I thought it was fate. I thought you’d been thinking about me, too. I’ve never stopped thinking about you. Obviously, I’ve not been a monk, but you’ve always been the one in my heart.” His eyes lightened. “I’ve always had a thing for you, Chelsea. You’re so beautiful and fun and sweet and sexy.” He growled. “Well, when you started texting me, I thought this was our chance to be together, but that was why I decided to keep it on the phone at first, ’cause I knew it was complicated.”
“I thought you thought it was complicated because I dated Jacob in the past.”
“No.” He shook his head. “I knew that relationship was shit and that Jacob only thinks with his small head. I didn’t care about that. I did care that they had this bet, and I didn’t want them to think that my growing relationship with you had anything to do with that, which I thought they would think.”
