date night is over and I find myself hating this Sal guy with a passion.
‘You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Drew’s exasperated tone shows he’s both amused and slightly pissed at my actions. I glance at my brother and a small smile crosses my face. That I have a temper is not something new, and Drew shouldn’t be surprised that I acted on impulse when I confronted Sal.
“Fuck that, Drew. He isn’t calling me a whore, and then one of you guys defends me. He would think I’m weak.”
“You’re a chick. It’s okay for a guy to think you’re weak.”
“Not that asshole. I wasn’t letting him think I’m just some bimbo.”
“Of course, you couldn’t. My sister, the badass,” Drew says, sounding a little exasperated.
“Kitten!” Cole sounds very, very pissed right now. “What the fuck were you thinking?”
“Oh, don’t you start, too. I’m not listening to any shit about it. That ass was not going to keep calling me a whore. Plus everyone saw it as me defending myself instead of you guys starting trouble, so you should be thanking me”
“Fuck me! That was stupid. Hot, but stupid.”
“Really¸ dude? My sister clocking Sal was hot?”
“You would have thought so too if she weren't your sister.” By this time, Cole has pressed up against me. He lifts my hand, checking to make sure I didn’t hurt it when I punched Sal in the face. I’m not going to say it didn’t hurt, but it’s not too bad. His other arm reaches around my waist and pulls me towards him.
“Don’t do that shit again. Let us handle it.” Then he kisses me. Not a chaste kiss like the ones earlier, but a forceful one that pries my mouth open. His tongue dives in to explore, and naturally, I respond. I faintly hear a groan in the background. I don’t know how long it is before we break off, panting.
“Come home with me tonight?” Cole asks.
I just shake my head yes. I can’t talk yet. Drew and Pete stand by the Escalade waiting for us. I smile when I see the look of disgust on my brother’s face. As we walk closer, I smile at him.
“It’s not that bad, Drew.”
“I really don’t enjoy watching my sister make out with her boyfriend. It’s not high on my favorite things. I want you happy, don’t get me wrong. I just prefer not to see it.”
I climb in the back of the car and Cole slides in close to me. As soon as the door shuts, his mouth is on mine again and we completely lose ourselves. I’m not even sure when Pete gets in the car and starts driving, but I’m thankful Drew has his own ride. I lose all track of time as we drive towards Cole’s house, which becomes abundantly clear when my brother saying, “Fuck me,” brings me out of my lust-induced haze.
I turn to the open car door and see my brother looking sick. My legs are wrapped around Cole’s waist, and he has both hands up my shirt, cupping my breasts. All I can think to say is “Hi, Drew.”
With a smirk on his face, Cole slowly pulls his hands out. Jerk face. I climb off Cole’s lap and make my way out of the car.
“Jesus, Kat. Why didn’t you just screw him back there?” Drew snarks out.
“Because he has five months before that happens,” I blurt without thought.
“Wait, what?” Drew asks.
Cole looks a little sheepish.
“Um yeah, part of me agreeing to date him is he has to wait six months before I will sleep with him.”
Drew laughs. “This is fucking priceless. My little sister has you pussy whipped.” Drew directs at Cole, who is now standing beside me. My brother nearly doubles over laughing. I sigh and slump against the SUV.
“Laugh it up, asshole,” Cole says flatly.
“Oh, I will,” he says between laughs, “Are y’all in for the night?”
“Yes,” Cole replies tersely.
“Pete, wanna go pick up our own pussy? You know, the ones who give it up?”
“Don’t be a douche, Drew,” I say to my brother, getting pissed at him. I take Cole’s hand and begin tugging him towards the house. “Let’s
‘You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Drew’s exasperated tone shows he’s both amused and slightly pissed at my actions. I glance at my brother and a small smile crosses my face. That I have a temper is not something new, and Drew shouldn’t be surprised that I acted on impulse when I confronted Sal.
“Fuck that, Drew. He isn’t calling me a whore, and then one of you guys defends me. He would think I’m weak.”
“You’re a chick. It’s okay for a guy to think you’re weak.”
“Not that asshole. I wasn’t letting him think I’m just some bimbo.”
“Of course, you couldn’t. My sister, the badass,” Drew says, sounding a little exasperated.
“Kitten!” Cole sounds very, very pissed right now. “What the fuck were you thinking?”
“Oh, don’t you start, too. I’m not listening to any shit about it. That ass was not going to keep calling me a whore. Plus everyone saw it as me defending myself instead of you guys starting trouble, so you should be thanking me”
“Fuck me! That was stupid. Hot, but stupid.”
“Really¸ dude? My sister clocking Sal was hot?”
“You would have thought so too if she weren't your sister.” By this time, Cole has pressed up against me. He lifts my hand, checking to make sure I didn’t hurt it when I punched Sal in the face. I’m not going to say it didn’t hurt, but it’s not too bad. His other arm reaches around my waist and pulls me towards him.
“Don’t do that shit again. Let us handle it.” Then he kisses me. Not a chaste kiss like the ones earlier, but a forceful one that pries my mouth open. His tongue dives in to explore, and naturally, I respond. I faintly hear a groan in the background. I don’t know how long it is before we break off, panting.
“Come home with me tonight?” Cole asks.
I just shake my head yes. I can’t talk yet. Drew and Pete stand by the Escalade waiting for us. I smile when I see the look of disgust on my brother’s face. As we walk closer, I smile at him.
“It’s not that bad, Drew.”
“I really don’t enjoy watching my sister make out with her boyfriend. It’s not high on my favorite things. I want you happy, don’t get me wrong. I just prefer not to see it.”
I climb in the back of the car and Cole slides in close to me. As soon as the door shuts, his mouth is on mine again and we completely lose ourselves. I’m not even sure when Pete gets in the car and starts driving, but I’m thankful Drew has his own ride. I lose all track of time as we drive towards Cole’s house, which becomes abundantly clear when my brother saying, “Fuck me,” brings me out of my lust-induced haze.
I turn to the open car door and see my brother looking sick. My legs are wrapped around Cole’s waist, and he has both hands up my shirt, cupping my breasts. All I can think to say is “Hi, Drew.”
With a smirk on his face, Cole slowly pulls his hands out. Jerk face. I climb off Cole’s lap and make my way out of the car.
“Jesus, Kat. Why didn’t you just screw him back there?” Drew snarks out.
“Because he has five months before that happens,” I blurt without thought.
“Wait, what?” Drew asks.
Cole looks a little sheepish.
“Um yeah, part of me agreeing to date him is he has to wait six months before I will sleep with him.”
Drew laughs. “This is fucking priceless. My little sister has you pussy whipped.” Drew directs at Cole, who is now standing beside me. My brother nearly doubles over laughing. I sigh and slump against the SUV.
“Laugh it up, asshole,” Cole says flatly.
“Oh, I will,” he says between laughs, “Are y’all in for the night?”
“Yes,” Cole replies tersely.
“Pete, wanna go pick up our own pussy? You know, the ones who give it up?”
“Don’t be a douche, Drew,” I say to my brother, getting pissed at him. I take Cole’s hand and begin tugging him towards the house. “Let’s
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