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Xander looked like he was picturing the same thing, though. Tension in his jaw. A dazed look in his eyes that seemed to follow where she’d run off. Was he just as obsessed with this new girl as I was? And what did that mean for our friendship? Christ, whatdid that mean for either of us that we were sort of obsessed with the same girl for the first time? I’d only ever been interested in pussy in the past, and now I was feeling protective about Jade Wells, almost dejected when she left. It was simpler to just be interested in a girl for sex.
But that was all this was too, right? I hardly knew Jade Wells well enough to care about theheartunder her incredible tits. Xander watched me as I thought this out, his blue eyes seeming to scan straight through me. He was too damn smart for his own good.
“I think I know exactly what would help get her feisty attitude under control,” he said slowly, raising an eyebrow. His look saidYou think it should be you?
And okay, yeah, I did think it should be me. Xander had gotten everything he’d ever wanted, never had to compete for shit. The smart, rich, confident one of the three of us, made to look better because Dane and I stood beside him, less rich, less smart, and less self-assured.
But no. I’d grown out of my insecurities, left them behind when I grew six inches in a summer, got strong, got tough. Those worries that I wasn’t good enough belonged with the bedraggled younger brother who cowered in the face of Devin and Mitch’s so-called humor. I was an athlete, and I’d grown up in my ruthlessly competitive family to boot—if I wanted her, I could getanygirl.
I smiled at Xander, letting him see my implied reply in my eyes before I told him, “Oh, trust me. I’ve got some ideas.”
6
JADE
The only thought in my mind as I practically sprinted through Xander’s parents’ house wasHe can’t see me here.It started the second I glimpsed Owen Prescott’s stupid smug face through the dining room archway. There he was in the living room, chatting flirtatiously with some girl whowasn’this current girlfriend. Fucking typical.
Autopilot was carrying me outside the next thing I knew. It was a little chilly in the Townsends’ backyard, but that didn’t stop the load of kids from Coldwater living up to their school name by daring each other to get in the pool. Their loud laughter and shrieks of surprise as they got in followed me as I put more distance between my ex and the new me.
The pool house seemed like a safe hiding spot. As I reached it, I found the door was unlocked, though there were no lights on inside. I breathed my first full, deep breath once I’d slipped inside and shut the door behind me.
But after my breath started to calm with my still-racing heart, I realized there was some noise coming from my left. Breathy noises that weren’t my own, a repetitive slapping sound. A deep, resonant moan.
Oh, good Lord. Was that what I thought it was?
For some stupid reason, my feet carried me toward the sounds. I should be heading in the opposite direction, and I knew that even as I moved slowly, silently into the dark pool house. There was a door open just a crack on the far end of the room, and the closer I got, the clearer it became that there was someone having sex here. Great sex, from the sound of it. Just as the thought occurred to me, I heard a feminine moan that got cut off by a gasp, a breathless“Fuck, Dane!”
Wait. Did I hear that right? My feet froze in place, but I leaned forward, craning my neck a little to peer through the gap in the door. No way I was stumbling into Dane Schwartz’s sexual conquest of the night. I must have heard wrong—any number of names could sound like Dane.
I could tell just from the back of his head, though, that I hadn’t misheard the girl’s cry of ecstasy at all. Artfully-falling dark hair, dark clothes, broad shoulders. Smooth, well-defined arms gripping a pair of spread legs, holding the knees around his hips as he thrust. When he let out a low “Fuck,” there was no mistaking him.
Because his back was to me and his partner was presumably lying back across the made bed, I couldn’t see much, but I could see that Dane’s pants were undone and drooped low, the pale roundness of his ass exposed. My eyes were drawn to the flexing muscles there, strong and sculpted, utterly bite-able. My pulse quickened, my nipples peaked under the thin material of my slinky dress. It was hard not to let out a moan myself.
I knew it was wrong to watch. Hell, it was wrong that I hadn’t turned around and faced my stupid fears the second I suspected what I’d walked into. But the pure eroticism of the scene before me was too mesmerizing to look away from. Dane fucked like… well, like someone older, more experienced than my one and only partner had been. The movement of his hips was so fluid, soenticing that I suddenly felt my inner muscles clench as if I were the one he was pushing into. Even crazier was the way that, for a nonsensical second, I wished that were true.
You hate him,I reminded myself, even as I saw his fingers dig into the flesh of the girl’s thigh with a sexy possession that would leave a mark. His other hand moved from her leg, disappearing in front of him. The high sound she made told me he’d found a way to add to her pleasure, and I wanted to know what he’d done. Pinched her nipple? Rubbed her clit in expert circles? I could feel the molten desire rushing between my legs, and I squirmed.
A mistake, as it turned out. This whole stupid night had been a mistake, but that tiny movement, an attempt to relieve some of the pulsing need in my body as I participated in my first ever act of voyeurism, was the biggest misstep by far. A floorboard creaked loudly, almost comical, like an exaggerated movie sound effect. Unfortunately, my fight or flight response was awful. I only froze as Dane’s head whipped around, his dark eyes locking with mine.
All at once, the scene fell apart. Dane and his latest conquest separated, the girl rushing to cover herself. She swore up a storm as she scurried out of the room on shaky legs, pushing past me as she fled the pool house.
That was my cue to leave, too. I turned, forcing my frozen feet to move, but before I could get more than a couple of steps away, Dane was grabbing my wrist, stopping me. I whirled back toward him, my face aflame with mortification, but I tried to channel it into indignation.
“Get your hands off me,” I snapped, and Dane let out a cruel bark of a laugh.
“Oh, that’s fucking precious after what you just did,” he sneered. His grip on my wrist didn’t loosen. “You got a thing forwatching people fuck, new girl? Can’t get dick on your own so you have to live vicariously?”
“Fuck you,” I spat.
“You’d like that, wouldn't you?” Dane said, his eyes dragging over my body with a look that held just as much lust as it did disgust. “Not a chance. I can get as much pussy as I want without having to stoop to someone so desperate.”
He pulled me closer to him, trapping me against his front with a strong arm around my waist, his dick pressing hard into my stomach through his unbuttoned jeans. Arousal swept over me in a wave, and I swallowed hard to hold it back, glaring up at him with all the rage I could muster.
“Let me go,” I said, even as my body saidpull me closer.
“I’m not sure you’ve learned your lesson yet,” he growled against my ear, and an image fell into my head that only amplified the heat under my skin—an angry Dane bending me over his knee, spanking me, leaving angry red handprints on my flesh like he left bruises on that girl he was fucking. God, why was that so hot? It only made me want to rile him up more in hopes that he’d act out my fantasy.Revenge, Jade. Remember why you’re here.
But tension was radiating between the two of us. My breath was labored as if he’d touched me someplace more intimate, and Dane’s expression was full of heat, his dark eyes seductive.
