I watch Kailey and Cooper finally make their way back to the table, still straightening their clothing. I smirk when I see the dark look come over Caine’s face.
They don’t know how stupid they look for this girl. A girl with bright hazel eyes and lips like velvet.
Cooper and I just christened that washroom and I am once again feeling sated. Caine keeps throwing me dark looks, looks that curl my toes, and makes me want to beg for forgiveness. Not that he’s making me feel like I did anything wrong, just that I haven’t done it with him.
I don’t know that I could ever fuck Caine in public. He has a way of pulling the loudest screams from me all while inflicting the most delicious pain. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try it out, just that tonight’s outing may not be the best place to test it out. Besides, I am becoming paranoid that people are watching us, and I know I felt eyes on me in that washroom.
Kailey,” Kimmy calls out. “Your mask is all flippy-doo.”
“What?” I touch the mask.
“All wonky.”
Jesus Christ. Caine snorts and Cooper chuckles as he straightens out the mask on my face.
“We’ve got eyes.” Zeke mutters and I begin to turn my head to see who’s watching.
“Nuh uh, Sha.” Cooper holds my face still.
I guess Kimmy calling out my name attracted the people who were looking for us and now our plan to just blend in is over.
“We should leave.” My heart drops into my belly with fear.
“We can’t leave yet.” Caine says. “There’s something going down here tonight.”
“What if that something is us?” I grit out between my teeth.
“It’s not.” Zeke shakes his head. “Trust me.”
I do and that’s the only reason I take my seat again. Another flute of champagne lands in front of me and I have it to my mouth in seconds.
“Take it easy, ma petite.” Caine smirks.
The way he looks at me always riles me up and right now my pussy is singing with an ache from being fucked hard… twice. But that doesn’t stop my belly from swirling with heat and my thighs clenching with need.
Caine gets up from his seat and scoots Cooper down a few. Once he sits beside me, his hand curls around my thigh and his mouth lands at my ear.
“I can’t fuck you here because you can’t keep your pretty little mouth shut when I do.” See? “But that doesn’t mean you can’t suck my dick.”
Heat like molten metal settles between my legs as I think about Caine shoving that monster cock down my throat. I swallow audibly and he chuckles.
“Tell me, ma petite. How bad do you want to swallow my cum?”
So bad.
“What are y’all talking about?” Kimmy calls across the table, her words slurring. “Henry, I want to go to Kailey.”
I can’t really handle a drunk Kimmy at the moment because I am trying real hard not to jump Caine and keep my cool while people plan our deaths.
I think of Brody in that second and hope he’s safe somewhere, even though he doesn’t deserve my worry. I don’t want him to die, though. Not unless it’s me killing him for being the asshole he is.
Then there’s Oliver, my first to show me that love was something precious and I worry about him, too.
“Kailey is looking a bit tired.” Henry placates Kimmy. “Maybe we should get you home, too.”
“I’m not tired.” She says through a huge yawn that takes over her face.
We all chuckle as her head hits his shoulder and her eyes slowly drop closed.
“Ten… Nine… Eight…” People begin to count down and we all stand up out of our seats.
‘Oh!” Kimmy squeals and wraps her arms around Henry’s neck. “Let’s go home and fuck.”
Well then.
“Three… Two…”
Caine’s mouth latches onto mine and I hear cheers all around me. When we break apart I have Cooper’s mouth opening around mine and we indulge ourselves in the blissful contact. Then he’s being wrenched away and Zeke is there, grabbing my face between his hands.
“I love you.” He whispers and I gasp on his confession.
He takes that opportunity to ravish my mouth, showing me just how much he really does love me. When we break apart, I feel the tears running down my cheeks.
“I love you, too.” I whisper.
“Boo!” Kimmy is next throwing her arms around me and burying her face in my neck. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Kimmy.” I wrap my arms around my best friend.
“Happy New Year, Kailey.” Henry says from behind her with a smile.
“You too.” I grin at him.
“Okay, buttercup.” He pulls Kimmy off of me. “Ready to go home?”
“I am ready to climb you like a tall glass of water.”
“Huh?” Caine looks at me and I snort into my hand.
“Maybe she’s dehydrated?” Cooper suggests and we laugh as Henry takes her outside.
I turn my head and look towards the grand piano, stifling a yawn behind my hand. That’s when I see him, I would know him anywhere, his body, and those eyes will always be etched into my very soul.
He sees me and grins as he turns around, walking out the backdoor.
“He’s here.” I say to whoever is at my side, my eyes never leaving his retreating back.
“Who’s here?” Caine asks.
“Brody!” I yell and dart after him.
Maybe it was the three flutes of champagne, or maybe in that moment I was just so desperate to be near him, I forgot caution, and screamed his name.
“Kailey.” I hear Caine’s harsh whisper but I ignore him and chase after the boy who obliterated my heart.
I rush out the backdoor and almost barrel into Brody’s back. He’s still, too still, and his hands are raised above his head. The others storm out behind me but stop as soon as they see Brody.
“Kails.” His voice, like honey on a parched throat. “Do not move a fucking inch. Think you can listen to me just this once?”
“What’s going on Brody?” I ask him.
When he doesn’t answer I look around him and see an overweight man, his mask pushed up on top of his head. He looks in his forties but it’s the eyes that cause me pause. They are the exact same color as sterling silver and belong to another man that holds a piece of my heart.
“Cameron Ballon.” Brody calls out and the man lifts his eyes back up to Brody’s. “I’m who you’re looking for, right?”
“Who is she?” Cameron calls out and I shudder at the sound of his voice. Nothing like Oliver’s.
“She’s nothing, just a little twit who can’t let go of my dick.” This asshole.
“Fuck you.” I kick at his ankle.
“Will you three do your jobs and take the bitch inside?” Brody growls under his breath. “Go fuck her somewhere else.”