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What the fuck is wrong with me?
His eyes widen. “You’re completely soaked,” Trey whispers as he skims my pussy through the thin material gently.
We’re standing in the middle of a party with people mingling all around us. I should be mortified, but I’m not. Nope. Instead, I’ve never been so aroused. My restraint is being seriously tested. I’m desperate to grind against his hand.
“Open your eyes,” Trey demands, his voice a deep rumble in my ear that causes my core to clench. “I’m going to touch you now.”
I look up at him through my lashes just as he slides my panties to the side and eases two thick fingers into my aching pussy, moving them in slow thrusts.
My breath hitches. “Holy shit,” I breathe when his thumb grazes my clit lightly, rolling over it and then quickly releasing the pressure. “You’re a tease,” I challenge, glaring at him darkly.
“And?” he responds with a cocky smirk.
Our eyes lock while he continues to edge me, both of us panting but also trying to look natural, like we’re just having a casual but intimate conversation.
I stare at his full lips, smelling a hint of weed and vodka on his breath.
Finally, he adds a third finger and uses an embarrassing amount of my own arousal to circle his thumb more firmly over my clit. The sensations that follow are completely unexpected and too much at the same time, and I detonate. There’s no other word to describe it. The orgasm is so intense, I almost collapse. I moan loudly, but the sound is lost over the pounding hip-hop music as I come all over his hand.
His hooded gaze holds mine, and I nearly come again when he withdraws his fingers and brings them, still glistening with my arousal, to his mouth, dragging his middle finger slowly across his bottom lip before sucking them clean.
Why is that so hot?
I’m still lightheaded from my release, my hands clutching Trey’s biceps as I stare up at him, my lips parted in shock. His ember eyes seem to soften with an almost tender look.
Then, my breath catches when I see past Trey’s shoulder to where Lincoln is standing in the corner. He normally has such a commanding presence, but I hadn’t even noticed him, which probably means he was intentionally watching us.
Did he just see everything?
His gray gaze is intense, and a strange mix of emotions war in his eyes.
Fiona returns and hands me a drink, and I quickly pull away from Trey. I take a steadying breath, but I can feel wetness dripping down one of my thighs.
Awesome.
“Let’s dance,” Fiona says, pulling me toward the swaying bodies. I follow her, happy to escape whatever the fuck just happened.
CHAPTER NINE
TREY
Iwatch Charlie walk away with Flowers, who looks back at me with what can only be described as murderous intent. I raise my hands placatingly with my best panty-melting smile, but I know she’s just looking out for her friend. My reputation as the campus slut precedes me, though about half of the rumors are just that—rumors and nothing more.
I’ve honestly never done that to a girl so publicly, and I’m not sure what happened. This campus is crawling with fuckable rich kids, most of them insecure and damaged in some way—and I say “kids” because I’m into everyone—guys, girls—the package is hardly important. I don’t really have a type—preppy, gothic, skinny, curvy, whatever—it’s never really mattered. Some are closeted, some play hard-to-get, and some are pathetically easy.
But Charlie doesn’t act like the typical rich brat. She doesn’t plaster on fake smiles. In fact, her emotions were as plain as day on her face tonight—she was nervous and uncomfortable. No. She’s clearly not a party girl. Not to mention she punched Serenity in the face. So feisty.
Who does that, and why was it so hot?
I had to touch her tonight. The words that spill from her mouth fascinate me to no end—she’s not out to impress anyone, and that seems to be a turn-on for me. Who knew? And suddenly I didn’t know if I wanted to friend-zone her or fuck her. Because somehow I wanted both. But I’m not friends with girls, so that’s off the table—fuck buddy, it is.
Lincoln’s been raging about Charlie for days, and I want to know why.
What makes her so special?
I’m trying to get him to admit that he’s into her, even if it’s just for a quickie or a blow job. I’d back off if I thought he was actually interested, but when has that ever happened? Plus, I like fucking with his head, and maybe he’d be open to a group sesh. It wouldn’t be our first. The thought has my dick hardening again.
“Walker.” Lincoln’s voice interrupts my thoughts.
