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“Get out of my bed,” she gripes, even though her teeth are still chattering. “Stop manhandling me you miserable turd.”
“Quit squirming,” I bark at her. The more she wiggles the harder my cock pulses against my jeans. I have no intention of fucking her right now, but she’s pushing me to the edge. “We’re using our bodies to warm you up so you don’t get sick since you were so foolish as to go outside without any damn clothing on.”
“I wasn’t being foolish. You were being an asshole like usual, Cole,” she argues, but stops fighting my grip. Her body finally relaxes against mine, and I do my best to angle my hips so that she won’t feel my jutting erection.
“Like usual? What the hell does that mean?” I’m curious as fuck now. How do I know this woman? Her skin is warmer now, shivers slowing. Reaching around, I grip her chin, twisting her head gently until I can see her face.
“You really don’t recognize me?” she asks, her eyes scanning my face as though trying to ascertain the truth.
“Honestly, you look familiar, but I’m having a hell of a time placing you. Have we fucked?” I toss her a cocky grin, tracing one hand slowly down the side of her delicate neck. “Should we do it again?”
My hand continues to slide downward, wandering over the slope of her breast before she quickly slaps it away. I shake out the sting.Fair.
“No, we haven’t fucked,” she mimics my tone, sitting up and surrounding herself with the thick blanket, hiding all of her silky skin. “Why are men such scum?”
Winnie, sensing the rising tension, snuggles closer to her side and looks up at me with censure, a low growl rumbling from her throat. The woman runs her fingers over my dog’s ears, even as she glares at me, her silver-grey eyes as hard as steel.
“I’m Sloane… Sully,” she announces, and it all comes crashing back into me. Silver eyes winking at me as they pound my girlfriend from behind. Silver eyes lit up with glee when they stole my fucking gold medal. Silver eyes staring at me from billboards and posters.
Slater-fucking-Sully’s baby sister.
My lips twist up in a maniacal grin…
Well, well, well said the spider to the fly. Please do come in.It looks like the perfect opportunity for revenge just came right through my door.
Chapter Six
Sloane
Cole’smouthturnsdownin a grimace for a split second when he hears my brother’s name, but the frown is fleeting and quickly replaced by something far more sinister. His emerald orbs blaze, darkening with malice.
My brother fucked his girlfriend the night before Cole’s final Olympic event. The culmination of his entire golden career. They had been rivals for as long as I can remember, but honestly, I never paid it much mind. I loved watching them both, although watching Cole had always made mefeelthings. The few times we had spoken, his deep voice had given me all kinds of dark and delicious notions.
“Look, I know you hate my brother. But that is one hundred percent ayou problem,” I snap at him, not willing to take any shit from another stupid man.
“Only a spoiled little bitch would say that after what your brother did to me,” he snarls, and I know I should stop poking the angry bear, but I really can’t help myself.
“Please, your inability to satisfy a woman has nothing to do with me,” I fire back. Our faces are so close now that his angry pants fan my cheeks, setting my pulse pounding.
“You sound just like the entitled twat the media says you are,” he sneers. His eyes flick down to my lips and for a moment I think that he might kiss me. “Quitting jobs and being a useless diva with no brain and no skills.”
“I may be an entitled twat, but you’re pathetic, and that’s so much worse,” I reply, refusing to let him get to me, even if his proximity is causing my skin to flush.
A muscle ticks in his jaw, and I can see the cogs turning in his head. My hands twist in the blanket, trying to resist the urge to slap him again. Still wrapped in the comforter, I slip from the bed, wearing it like a dress as I hustle across the room to grab my bag.
The bathroom looms like a safe haven, and I bustle inside, not giving him time to throw more taunts my way. I need some damn clothes, some armor against sharing my space with Cole. This quiet snowy week is really not turning out the way I had hoped.
Locking the door, I press my forehead to the cool wood, willing the raging inferno inside of me to calm, but I’m buzzing with adrenaline from our argument. Although I was just freezing outside, my skin now feels heated from Cole’s touch, and I try to banish the thoughts of the way his muscular body felt pressed against mine. My arousal is slick between my thighs and I know BOB is right there in my bag…
I shouldn’t… he’s right on the other side of the door.
My pussy is aching to be touched, and an orgasm would certainly help calm my nerves… and warm me back up. Right?
The shower looks so inviting, and it would have the added benefit of hiding the buzzing. Plus, this was supposed to be two whole weeks of relaxing with smutty books and multiple orgasms. I nod, even though there isn’t anyone else around to see, and spin the taps to send the water roaring out.
My core is still pulsing when I step into the shower, clutching my sparkly purple dildo that’s fully equipped with a magical clit sucker. The hot steam surrounds me and I let my imagination run wild.
“Get on your knees, Cole,” I demand, pointing at the floor. “You acted like an asshole, and it’s past time you made up for your poor behavior.”
