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“Because you know that would be a bad idea,” I cut her off, squeezing her neck tighter in warning. “Youknowwe can’t.” My words hurt. They hurtme. Living with Elle for three months had been torture while she treated our dorm block like a house. Walking around in tiny pyjama sets and leaving her bedroom door open. She did not care for her modesty, didn’t care if we saw her in her underwear or in nothing but a towel. She had a perfect body, why would she hide it? She was fucking beautiful and I’d been attracted to her from the very first moment I’d laid eyes on her, bantering with Lance in her bedroom.
But we had a good thing going here. The four of us worked well together, we were becoming close, and it was down to the balance we had found. Fucking Elle, though undoubtedly an experience not to be forgotten, would throw off our balance and everything would collapse. Lance clearly wanted her; he knew it, she knew it, the campus cleaning lady probably fucking knew it. But he also understood that breaking that barrier would disruptthe status quo. Brent was less obvious, but I didn’t doubt that he’s spent a night or two with his fist wrapped around his cock, picturing Elle doing depraved things to him. I could also read her like a fucking book. Elle Maxwell had a secret she was keeping from us. One she probably dared not speak out loud as it swarmed her darkest fantasies and deepest desires. But I knew. She wanted not one, not two, but all three of us.
Call it what you will but I’ve always been perceptive of people. I wasn’t kidding when I told them that I could tell when people were attracted to me. But it goes further than that. I can read people, I can translate micro-expressions and gesticulations to determine when someone is lying, when they despise their company or if they’re in love. I’ve just always been able to do it.
That and the fact that I can always tell when something is important, when a time in my life was going to have a much larger impact than the initial moment would suggest. That was exactly what I felt when the four of us first came together. It was an inevitable introduction of souls who had been thrown together by random chance. But to me, it was the start of something. I knew that these three people would be a big part of my life moving forward. Which was exactly why I couldn’t fuck that up by giving in to my baser instincts and taking this beautiful creature against the wall like I wanted to.
“You think I don’t want you? You think I don’t imagine those lips around my cock on a daily basis? But the fact of the matter is, we’ve got a good thing going here, you, Lance, Brent, and me. Let’s not ruin that, huh? So, if you’ve got an itch that needs scratching, you need to go find someone else to reach it for you.”
She dropped her gaze and my heart stopped. Had I upset her? Shit. That wasn’t my intention. I was just about to back track and take a softer approach when she looked my way, heat in her eyes and an evil smirk on her lips. My grip loosened on her throat as I backed up an inch, unsure what was going on here.
“Oh, Hayden,” she said, mockingly. “Do you really think that I need you or anyone else to satisfy me? You think that I was so hot under the collar that I was begging you to take me against this wall? I’m not the one who snapped after just a little light flirting.” I was about to argue that she was not flirting lightly, but my words stuck in my throat as I noticed her hand sliding overher stomach to the waist band of her Muppets’ Christmas Carol pyjama bottoms. I watched in horny fascination when her fingers disappeared until she was covered past the wrist and the fabric jumped as she stroked between her legs. I released her neck to give myself a better view and planted both my forearms on the wall either side of her head.
“I am more than capable of giving myself all I need,” she continued. Her hand was working in a rhythmic motion under the cotton of her pyjamas and her nipples were hard points poking at her strappy top. I was mesmerised. I could lower my head and take one of those little rosebuds into my mouth, I could soak through the material and watch as the cool air pebbled them. I could squeeze those gorgeous tits and watch her face as I pinched her nipples. But I didn’t. I watched. I watched her finger herself. I watched her pleasure herself without touching her. “I don’t need you, Hayden.”
I didn’t like that. I didn’t like her renouncing me like that, so I did what I could to stop her words. I kissed her. I pressed my lips to her and didn’t even have to coax her lips to part allowing my tongue to slip over hers. She tasted of red wine and dark cherries. The little whimpers she made had me grinding my hips against hers, feeling the movement of her hand against my rock-hard dick.Fuck. I was going to come in a minute if I didn’t rein myself in.
I broke away from our kiss and her lips searched for mine. “I want to watch you come,” my voice was hoarse and breathy, but she groaned at my words…or at her own touch, who knows? Her hand found my wrist and urged my hand back around her delicate neck. My lips twitched, “Dirty girl.”
Elle’s head rested against the wall, locking her eyes onto mine. The rings of my right hand and my black nail polish contrasted with her creamy skin and her chest flushed as she panted. With each moan from her lips, my cock throbbed. I wanted to kiss her again, but I’d meant what I said; I wanted to watch her fall apart. I didn’t have to wait long. I couldn’t help the long and low groan that left me when her jaw went slack and her eyes rolled up, lashes fluttering as she screamed her release.
Once she’d come down from her orgasm, she removed her hand from her crotch. I took my hand from her throat andgrabbed her wrist, bringing her glistening fingers to my mouth. I sucked them between my lips, swirling my tongue between the digits to lap up every last drop of her sweet juices. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth, watching me. Once I released her fingers, she fisted my shirt to bring me in for another soul burning kiss. Her tongue delved into my mouth, searching for her taste on me.
I didn’t dare touch her, both arms now back firmly on the wall. If I touched her now, all my control would be lost under a sea of lust and carnality. One glide of my fingertips over her satin skin and I would be buried deep inside her within a minute. But I did kiss her, I enjoyed her as much as I could before this had to end. She pulled away, slowly and with a smile. Looking down with a smirk playing over her lips and a wickedly arched brow, she tutted.
“You should probably do something about that.” I followed her gaze down to where my sweats tented under my rigidness. “I’m going to wash up, and Hayden…”
“Yes?”
“Try not to ruin it, huh?” She patted my cheek with her palm before ducking under my arm and heading to the sink, humming a Christmas song like she hadn’t just left me the most turned on I’d ever been in my life.
Fuck. I definitely wasn’t in control here.
5
FIVE YEARS BEFORE STARLIGHT
BRENT
Istomped up the front steps of our too-nice-for-students house and slammed the door behind me, the papers I held in my fist were crumpled beyond recognition and my face was screwed up to match. I don’t give a shit about school, I’m here for Lance. I don’t care what some jumped-up professor in his ridiculous tweed jacket and idiot hipster glasses thinks about my work. I just handed it in for show, so it doesn’t fucking matter. But the shameful fact was I had thought that this paper was quite good. I’d actually enjoyed working on it, briefly. But the arse-wipe had picked every point apart, he’d scribbled all my hard work with his stupid red pen and made me look like a fucking moron.
I kicked a dining chair over, skidding it across the hardwood until it slammed into the grey painted cabinets.
“Whoah!” Elle sat at the far end of the table, cradling a steaming mug, surrounded by papers, textbooks, and her laptop. “Why you hulking out on me?” Her words were teasing but her eyes held genuine concern.
Reel it in.“Sorry,” I mumbled, collecting the chair from the floor and tucking it neatly back in place. “I didn’t realise you were here.”
Once our first year of uni was up and our student housing had ended, we all decided to look for a place together. Well, the three of them decided. I, of course, just went along. Where Lance goes, I go. Lance had bought a large four bed house that was newly decorated and kitted out with brand new furniture and appliances. Elle hadn’t asked any questions, but Hayden had been suspicious how his tight budget could afford him the luxury this house. Lance had told him that the house was owned by a friend of a friend, and they offered it at a lower price as theyknew we would look after it well. That seemed to placate him for now, but I don’t know how he would feel when he found out that Lance was keeping both Hayden’s and Elle’s rent money in savings accounts ready to give it all back to them once school had finished.
“What’s up, big guy?” Elle placed her mug down on the table and laid her hands gently on the table, one on top of the other.
“Nothing,” I scraped my fingers through my hair in an attempt to calm myself.
“Oh sure,” she rolled her eyes and went back to typing something on her laptop and sucking her teeth. Something I’d noticed her do when she was pissed.
“What? What’s this?” I pointed to her face, showing her irritation.
“Nothing,” she sighed.
