middle finger
in the air toward the group of guys laughing loudly on what I assumed was his
boat. "Thanks, girls."
He moved past us without another word,
leaving me standing there in shock. I glanced over at Emily. "Did he just
say that?"
Her eyes were wide as she watched him walk
off. "Yeah, and for the first time in a really long time, I'm jealous. I
want to be that girl."
I turned and searched the surface of the
lake, not finding her. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I don't see
her anywhere."
"Let's go. Stop worrying. Everyone
out here is having a good time. We're going to that party tonight and will soon
be joining them." Emily tugged at the back of my bathing suit, and I
turned, walking back toward the house.
Brody was a little ways away from us,
walking down the center of the street like he owned it. I couldn't help but
admire how sexy his back was, littered with muscles and dripping with lake
water. His blond hair almost looked dark brown, and for a moment, I thought
maybe I was overreacting, but no: he was a cocky bastard for sure.
Did
you eat her? All night long. Good grief.
Chapter 7
Brody
I couldn't help but laugh at the
expression on the pretty brunette's face as I walked off. The night before had
been spend with the boys thanks to the hot little number behind me fucking up
my lay. She was everything I liked physically in a woman, yet her attitude left
her off limits. Dominate, bitchy, and cold.
As much as I wanted to look over my
shoulder to see her one more time, I forced myself to keep walking down the
road. Clint's party was that night, and something told me that she would be
there.
If so, I would try to see where I stood
with her. Anything more than a few minutes of flirting and I was out. I wasn't
trying to propose, just score for the night. There was only so much effort I
was willing to put into that venture before moving to the next woman.
"She is hot, though." I took a
shallow breath. She had warm brown eyes and shoulder-length hair that appeared
thick enough to grip during a long session in the sheets. Her little bikini was
beautiful on her, barely covering her nipples and leaving plenty of her tanned
flesh spilling over the sides. I groaned as I imagined her in my lap, bouncing
up and down as I treated her nipples like my only source of sustenance.
I walked into the house as my mood
plummeted. The fact that the woman hadn't so much as checked me out once in the
two times I'd been in front of her was concerning. I wasn't into someone
playing hard to get, and yet my dreams the night before had her center stage to
a few unconventional fucking sessions.
"Are you sporting that hard-on in
town? What the fuck, man?" Clay looked up from the table and shook his
head. "You seriously have no shame."
"Nope, I don't." I grabbed my
dick and shook it before walking to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water.
Daniel glanced over his shoulder as he
lifted a sandwich to his mouth. "You want-”
"Yep. Thanks." I snatched the
sandwich and walked back to the back as he cursed me. "I'm laying down.
I'll see you pussys after a while."
"Oh, Lord. He's in a mood." Clay
called from behind me. "He must have been denied."
"I don't get denied." I walked
into my room and locked the door behind me before sitting down on the edge of
the bed and making quick work of Daniel's sandwich. Every group of friends
needed an alpha asshole type. I was just playing the role given to me years ago
in high school. Derek took the position every once in a while and gave me a
break, but the older we got, the more often I found myself back in it.
"Can't even get the bitch’s
name." I licked my fingers before moving back on the bed and tugging my
shorts over my hips. My erection sprung lose, and I wasted no time grabbing in
and lifting my hips with a hard thrust.
I dropped down on the pillow behind me and
imagined the pretty brunette hovering over my thighs, her eyes locked onto mine
as she licked her
in the air toward the group of guys laughing loudly on what I assumed was his
boat. "Thanks, girls."
He moved past us without another word,
leaving me standing there in shock. I glanced over at Emily. "Did he just
say that?"
Her eyes were wide as she watched him walk
off. "Yeah, and for the first time in a really long time, I'm jealous. I
want to be that girl."
I turned and searched the surface of the
lake, not finding her. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I don't see
her anywhere."
"Let's go. Stop worrying. Everyone
out here is having a good time. We're going to that party tonight and will soon
be joining them." Emily tugged at the back of my bathing suit, and I
turned, walking back toward the house.
Brody was a little ways away from us,
walking down the center of the street like he owned it. I couldn't help but
admire how sexy his back was, littered with muscles and dripping with lake
water. His blond hair almost looked dark brown, and for a moment, I thought
maybe I was overreacting, but no: he was a cocky bastard for sure.
Did
you eat her? All night long. Good grief.
Chapter 7
Brody
I couldn't help but laugh at the
expression on the pretty brunette's face as I walked off. The night before had
been spend with the boys thanks to the hot little number behind me fucking up
my lay. She was everything I liked physically in a woman, yet her attitude left
her off limits. Dominate, bitchy, and cold.
As much as I wanted to look over my
shoulder to see her one more time, I forced myself to keep walking down the
road. Clint's party was that night, and something told me that she would be
there.
If so, I would try to see where I stood
with her. Anything more than a few minutes of flirting and I was out. I wasn't
trying to propose, just score for the night. There was only so much effort I
was willing to put into that venture before moving to the next woman.
"She is hot, though." I took a
shallow breath. She had warm brown eyes and shoulder-length hair that appeared
thick enough to grip during a long session in the sheets. Her little bikini was
beautiful on her, barely covering her nipples and leaving plenty of her tanned
flesh spilling over the sides. I groaned as I imagined her in my lap, bouncing
up and down as I treated her nipples like my only source of sustenance.
I walked into the house as my mood
plummeted. The fact that the woman hadn't so much as checked me out once in the
two times I'd been in front of her was concerning. I wasn't into someone
playing hard to get, and yet my dreams the night before had her center stage to
a few unconventional fucking sessions.
"Are you sporting that hard-on in
town? What the fuck, man?" Clay looked up from the table and shook his
head. "You seriously have no shame."
"Nope, I don't." I grabbed my
dick and shook it before walking to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water.
Daniel glanced over his shoulder as he
lifted a sandwich to his mouth. "You want-”
"Yep. Thanks." I snatched the
sandwich and walked back to the back as he cursed me. "I'm laying down.
I'll see you pussys after a while."
"Oh, Lord. He's in a mood." Clay
called from behind me. "He must have been denied."
"I don't get denied." I walked
into my room and locked the door behind me before sitting down on the edge of
the bed and making quick work of Daniel's sandwich. Every group of friends
needed an alpha asshole type. I was just playing the role given to me years ago
in high school. Derek took the position every once in a while and gave me a
break, but the older we got, the more often I found myself back in it.
"Can't even get the bitch’s
name." I licked my fingers before moving back on the bed and tugging my
shorts over my hips. My erection sprung lose, and I wasted no time grabbing in
and lifting my hips with a hard thrust.
I dropped down on the pillow behind me and
imagined the pretty brunette hovering over my thighs, her eyes locked onto mine
as she licked her
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