Angry at Bee for being so goddamn weak, I’d given myself to the first pretty girl who batted her lashes at me. I thought I would finally move on after. Instead, I’d found my revenge.
Every single girl I’d screwed after Lindsey Muir was my way of punishing Bee and breaking my promise to her as thoroughly as she’d broken me. I might have slept with half a dozen girls before I realized I was only punishing myself. After a while, not wanting to give them more of me than was necessary, I stopped looking for pleasure when there was none to be found, and I’d simply get them off before walking away.
The mountain of mistakes Bee and I made in the last five years kept rising higher and higher.
“Jamie?”
I slowly opened my eyes to find Bee watching me, her blue eyes rimmed with red. “I don’t want you to feel guilty.”
Ah, it’s much too late for that, kitten.
“Then how should I be feeling knowing that I wasn’t there to protect you?”
She leaned in, and I met her halfway, kissing her lips. “That’s not your fault,” she whispered against mine. “You’re here now. We can protect each other.”
Shoving aside the past because there was nothing we could do to change it, I smiled against her lips. “I stand when I piss,” I said with a growl rising in my chest. “That means protecting is my job. Means I get to make the decisions, too.”
I almost snickered when she glowered.
“Oh, is that the only requirement? Well, we both sit when we shit, and I’d say you’re full of it right about now.”
I was ready to retort when the sound of moaning stopped me. The blush suddenly warming Bee’s cheeks told me she heard it, too. Standing up, I set her on her feet and kissed her as I removed her shorts and the black T-shirt with the words ‘nothing,’ ‘sense,’ and ‘we’re.’ Each word was stacked on top of each other. Mine was white with ‘makes,’ ‘when,’ and ‘apart’ in the same style.
Once she was naked, I removed a rubber from my wallet before shedding my clothes. After I rolled the condom on, I lifted her up and wrapped her long legs around my waist.
“Where are you going?” she questioned when I headed in the opposite direction of our room. “Our room is that way.” She pointed behind me as I opened one of the bedroom doors. I could hear the shower running and the sound of wet skin slapping. “Oh, my God!” Bee squealed. “Jamie, what are you doing?”
“Payback.”
I slowly lowered her onto my cock, making her gasp as her wet pussy wrapped around me like a glove. Steam filled every inch of the bathroom when I carried her inside and headed for the occupied shower. It was a glass enclosure with a rainforest showerhead and more than enough room for four people.
Revenge was most definitely sweet.
Bee could barely keep her eyes open as I toweled her hair dry in our room. We had to take a second shower after the hottest sex I’d ever had. I lost count of how many times I’d almost blown my load prematurely.
“What?” Bee asked when she noticed me watching her curiously.
“I’m starting to think you and Four bat for more than one team.” My gaze narrowed as I replayed the way their hands and lips had wandered and explored each other more than once.
Batting her lashes, she pursed her lips that had been wrapped around my dick an hour ago. “Jealous?”
“Insanely.” I dropped the towel and tossed her onto the bed before climbing between her legs. “I won’t share you.”
“I’m not asking you to.” Sliding her hand between us, she began stroking me. “I only want you.”
Feeling my toes curl, I quickly reached for the box of condoms resting on the nightstand. For some reason, I believed her and didn’t stop to question my sanity. I’d wanted to hear those words for so long that I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
“One more time?” I pleaded, figuring she might be too sore or tired. Bee’s only response was to spread her legs as she watched me roll the condom on through lowered lids. “Just a warning…” I teased her slick entrance with the head of my cock before sliding right inside. “This will be quick. I’m talking five or six pumps, tops.” I tried and failed not to moan like a bitch when I felt her hot pussy gripping me.
Wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, she smiled, and for a moment, I was starstruck. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”
Goddamn, I love this girl.
Sinking my teeth into her shoulder to hide my grin, I made her eat those fucking words.
I SAT CROSS-LEGGED ON JAMIE’S bed, wearing nothing but his T-shirt and mismatched socks as I watched him frantically search for a clean tie. We’d just arrived in from Atlantic City a couple of hours ago, and Jamie just had to get that quickie, knowing he’d be late for work. I wasn’t sure what he did around the office, considering he had no business experience, but his uncle was adamant that he show up, especially today, after missing all last week.
As Jamie searched through another pile, I made a mental note to clean up this mess once he left. The first thing to go would be the poster of Nicki Minaj crouched in nothing but a thong, bra, and sneakers. No offense to the rapper, but my ass was the only one I wanted Jamie staring at. Also, I could barely see the floor. When I’d searched his dresser earlier for something to wear, I found it mostly empty. All his clothes, clean and dirty, were in piles on the floor.
“What about that one?” When he turned his irritated frown on me, I pointed to the dark-green tie with white stripes hanging from the closet doorknob.
To think it had almost made it inside where it should have been.
Rushing across the room, he slipped it over his neck without checking to make sure it was clean.
Guess he’s given up caring. Climbing from his bed, I made my way to him and took over tying it when he fumbled one too many times.
“Is today important or something?”
“No.” He blew air from his nose before mumbling, “My uncle texted and said if I’m not on time, he’s sending you home.”
My hands paused from knotting his tie. “Oh.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said as he took over, wrestling the knot I’d made up to his neck.
“Maybe he’s right. I probably should go home.” And never ever be seen again. I stepped away from Jamie while avoiding his gaze. “There’s some stuff that I need, and I have to talk to my mom.” I couldn’t put off facing my parents forever, and Jamie, no matter how hard he tried, couldn’t shield me from that unpleasantness. I had to learn to stand on my own again. I had to be the girl that Jamie and I had both fallen in love with.
“You’re not going back there.”
“I wasn’t asking your permission.” I had my back turned to him as I scanned the messy room for my clothes.
“If your legs still work enough to carry you through that door, then maybe I didn’t fuck you hard enough.” Jamie’s chest was suddenly pressed against my back as he toyed with the hem of my tee. “Is that it, Barbette?” Slowly, he lifted the T-shirt, letting the soft cotton brush against my thighs until my bare ass was exposed to the cold air blowing through the vents. “Do you need more?”