“I can’t fucking watch this. Come on, Casey,” Aiden says. “I don’t see how Mom’s okay with this,” is the last thing he says before I hear the front door slam.
I jump up just as Nick’s rushing forward.
“You’re so fucked-up,” Nick growls.
Camden chuckles. “That’s what I’m told.” He winks at me. “Be ready by six.”
“She’s not fucking going with you,” Nick says, pushing me behind him, but I step to stand at his side.
“So you’re saying we need to make a schedule? Hmm, I guess that could work. You can have tonight, and then I’ll have the next three. It works out better that way anyway. I have a special friend coming over later.” Camden wags his brows as he gets to his feet and saunters into the kitchen.
“You expect me to leave you here with him?” Nick growls.
I rest my palms on his chest. “You’re leaving tomorrow. I don’t want to talk about him.” I gently press my lips to his clenched jaw and then his mouth. “Let’s go upstairs.” I feel so shitty about everything. I need Nick to help me forget. “Please,” I breathe.
Chapter 26
Nick
My muscles are wound tight and straining to fight. This situation is impossibly fucked up, and I don’t see how I’m going to leave my girl here alone with Camden tomorrow while I fly to a different fucking time zone. She wrings her hands together as she looks up at me with lost eyes. I need to be strong for her. She’s the victim in this, not me.
I take her hand and kiss the tips of her fingers. I know what she needs, what I need. We make our way up to her room, locking the door once we’re in.
“Take your clothes off, Hayley, then spread your legs on the bed.” She’s eager and quickly does what I say. I run my palm along the soft curve of her hip as I climb next to her. Trailing my fingers over her flat belly, she shivers and squirms.
I tap her thigh and she opens her legs wider. I slide my finger through her warm wetness before adding pressure to her clit. Her soft moan has my already hard dick straining against my jeans. I rub her there for a minute and then dip inside. She’s wet, ready, and so damn perfect.
This is what we need, to get lost in each other.
I lick and suck each perfectly pebbled tip of her firm tits while I slowly slide two fingers in and out of her pussy.
“Nick,” she says with a raspy tone that drives me wild. “I need you.”
I back away and pull my shirt over my head. My jeans drop to the floor a second later, but I must be taking too long because her hand slips between her legs. I watch her play with her pussy for a minute before dropping my boxers.
Taking her wrist, I lick and suck the wetness from her fingers before pinning her wrists above her head. She arches her back and moans as my cock hits her entrance. I rub up and down before slowly pushing in. I take my time moving in and out while kissing her sweet mouth.
When she wraps her legs around me and digs her nails into my back, I know we’re on the same page now, never able to do slow for too long. I speed up, thrusting into her until we’re both sweating and ready to come. The need to be rough has me flipping her over. She knows what I like and gets into position—face down and ass up.
Her glistening pussy looks so goddamn enticing. I can’t help but run my tongue over her slit to get a taste. I open her up and flick my tongue over her lips. She cries out and pushes back into my face. Grinning, I grip her ass and bury my face in her sweet cunt. With a flat tongue, I move my head up and down over and over before sticking my tongue inside her tight hole. Her legs shake and she screams into the mattress as she comes on my tongue.
I have never loved eating pussy as much as I love eating hers.
Wiping my face clean with my hand, I grip her ass with one hand while yanking a fist full of her hair with the other. My dick slides in, nice and easy. She’s soaked. This is gonna be a fun ride.
I’m too worked up to start slow. I pull out and then slam back in, fucking her hard until she’s screaming my name and coming all over my dick. Fuck. That’s the best feeling in the world, knowing I was able to give my girl that pleasure.
I flip her back over. So fucking beautiful, her bronzed skin flushed and slick with sweat. I rub the head of my dick up and down her pussy while I bring my lips to hers. Our kiss is fierce and punishing. My lips sting as she nips and then sucks. Every time she does that, I think about her mouth on my dick.
I will never get enough of her.
I move down to her chest, licking and sucking her nipples. I bite and lick while sliding back inside her heat. Swirling my hips and rubbing her clit, she comes again. Her orgasms after the first are always easier to get.
Up on my knees now, I bring her knees up and back as far as they can go and then fuck her hard like she likes. Sweat drips from my hair to her bouncing tits. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her hand is covering her mouth to muffle her screams as I take what I need until I’m coming deep inside.
Breathing heavy, I kiss along her chest and her head lazily rolls to the side, a small smile on her full lips.
“Good, baby?” I whisper against her nipple.
“Mmm.” She nods, running her fingers through my sweaty hair.
I drop next to her, pulling her against me. With her wrapped in my arms, it feels like nobody can get to her.
I watch her fall asleep, knowing I’d do anything she asked, but I don’t know how the fuck I’m gonna leave her behind tomorrow. I don’t think Camden would rape her, and making her fuck him with the threat of hurting her sister would be rape. But, I never thought Camden would take Hazel’s virginity, post about it online, and then dump her. He loved my cousin. I saw it, and the way he talked about her, like she was the only one in the world for him…
I don’t know what happened, why Camden pushed us all away. But I know it hurt him to do it. I could tell. Camden might not touch Hayley sexually, but he will test her limits.
Every time I think about leaving her behind, I feel like slamming my fists into the wall, and then when the anger clears, I’m left scared. So fucking scared. Every part of me is screaming not to go. Deep down I know I’ll get on that plane because I can’t say no to my girl, even if it fucking kills me.
Chapter 27
Saying goodbye to Nick is an emotional mind fuck. I have no idea if I’m doing the right thing, but I know without a doubt, I would never forgive myself if Tilly was hurt because I couldn’t control my temper or play this stupid game for a little longer.
I almost thought he wasn’t going to get on that plane. He almost didn’t. He wanted to send Rocco instead but Rocco’s busy at high school in New York and the emergency passport could take a few days. I owe Nick big for this.
“Tell me about your brother Aaron. Tilly thinks he wouldn’t hurt her,” I say to Graysen as I watch the airport disappear in the side mirror of the SUV.
I was surprised Nick wanted Graysen to come with me to the airport, but in the end, my safety comes first to him. I guess having Graysen around seemed better to Nick than me being alone. I’m not so sure.
“Aaron is… honestly, he’s been at boarding school since he was twelve. I haven’t seen much of him in five years, and we never had anything in common. Him and Camden have always been closer.”
“Great,” I mumble. “This is bullshit.”
“You don’t look so great. You okay?”
“I’m fine.” I glare out the window. “You better keep your mouth shut about Nick. Camden doesn’t need to know where he is.”
“What’s your plan when your sister comes home?”
“None of your fucking business,” I hiss.
“I’m on your side.”
“Until your dad tells you Camden couldn’t seal the deal, so you’re up again.”
Graysen shrugs.
Silence fills the car the rest of the way back to the house and then we go our separate ways. Even though I got close to eight hours of sleep, I feel exhausted. I flop down on my bed and close my eyes.
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The sound of crying cuts into the blackness. My body’s so heavy. I want to slip back under but the crying…
I open my eyes and am reminded that my life isn’t my own. When I fell asleep, I was alone, but now, Camden’s sitting on the edge of my bed. His mouth is closed, so it’s not him making the noise. I follow his eyes to his hand and see his phone.
“Poor sad little girl.” He turns the screen to face me.
There’s a video of my sister sitting in a bed, a purple comforter over her lap. Mascara runs down her face along with her tears.
“She had a bad time at the party.”
“What did you do?!” I shout, shooting up to grab the phone but Camden moves, and I fall to the mattress. My feet hit the floor, and I stalk toward him. “What happened to her? When was that?”
Camden pockets his phone. “Put your hands on me again, and she’ll get worse.” I’m frozen as he steps toward me. He caused her to cry. “This” —he waves at his bruised and swollen face— “is going to be hard to cover up and explain.”
“What did you do to my sister?” I turn away from him and reach for my phone, but Camden gets to it first and shoves it into his pocket.
“I didn’t do anything to her.” He smirks. “But someone else may have hurt her.”
“You fucker!” I throw out my fist, but he blocks it. I throw out my other fist and he blocks that too. “What happened to her?” I scream.
Camden tackles me onto the bed, straddling my hips and pinning my wrists above my head as I thrash beneath him. The smell of him fills my nose. I hate the cologne he wears. It smells like menthol and pine. It makes me want to gag.
“Pretty little panties, little one.”
The baggy shirt I’m wearing has ridden up to my waist, and I must have taken my shorts off in my sleep. “Stop fucking looking at me like that,” I snap.
“You’re going to be my wife. I can look at you however I want.” His eyes skirt over my bare legs, and he licks his lips. His eyes meet mine again and he says, “Are you going to be a good girl, or do I need to tie you to the bed?”
“Get off me,” I grind out through clenched teeth.
He lifts his brow. “That wasn’t an answer.”
If he thinks I’m going to say I’ll be a good girl, he is fucking delusional.
“My feisty little princess.” Keeping my hands pinned, he manages to grab one of my shirts from the floor. He drags me to the top of the bed not fazed at all by my struggling. He holds my body down with his and ties my wrists to the side of the headboard with the shirt.
He backs up to take me in, and he looks way too fucking happy. I kick my foot to the side, knocking the nightstand over. I kick out again, trying to get him, but he’s just out of reach.
“Spread your thighs again like that, little one. I can see the outline of your pussy.”
I slam my legs together and glare at him. “Why are you so fucked-up? What the fuck is wrong with you, you fucked in the head, psycho piece of sh—”
“Shut the fuck up!” He shoots forward and slaps his hand over my mouth. His eyes are wild as he searches the bed next to me. I don’t know what he’s looking for until he shoves fabric into my mouth. I think it’s one of my socks.
“That’s better,” he bites out, hovering over me. “You need to learn to behave. Unless you don’t mind seeing your sister cry.”
He is so dead. I bite down on the cotton in my mouth and pull at the shirt around my wrists. I have no idea what time it is but it’s light outside. When I went to bed, it was almost dark. Nick should be in England. Just another day or two until I can tell Camden to fuck off and really mean it. I won’t have to follow his orders or—
“Where’s your boyfriend, little one? I find it hard to believe he’d leave you alone all night with me next door.” Camden steps forward, shoving my legs apart so that he can kneel between them and then he lifts my chin. “Tell me. Did he leave you? Was it too hard for him to share?”
The door hits the wall, and Graysen looks uncomfortable as he takes in the scene, almost looking like he thinks I’m willingly participating in this.
“What do you want?” Camden barks over his shoulder.
Graysen’s eyes narrow and then he takes a step back. He’s going to leave. I shake my head and scream into the gag.
Graysen sighs and shuffles into the room. “You’re fucked-up, Camden. Let her go.”
Camden laughs and climbs off the bed just as Graysen’s yanking him away from me. Camden leaves the room while Graysen pulls the gag from my mouth and unties my bound wrists.
“My fucking brother is fucked in the head.”
“He took my phone. I think something happened to my sister. He had a video of her crying. I need to call her. Can I use yours?” I grab sweats from the floor and pull them on.
He pulls his phone from his pocket and hands it to me.
I stare at the screen for a second, shocked that it’s ten in the morning. I slept for like fifteen hours. All the stress must be messing with my head. I’ve never slept that long. I quickly dial Tilly’s number and put the phone to my ear.
“Hello?” Tilly asks, hesitantly.
“It’s me. I’m using Graysen’s phone. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. What’s wrong with your phone?”
She doesn’t sound like herself. “Camden had a video of you crying.”
“What? How’d he get…” She sniffs. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”
I sit on the edge of the bed. “You weren’t fine. What happened?”
“There was this jerk at a party. It was stupid. He was drunk and… I got scared, but Aaron was there so I’m fine.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. I’ve had my share of drunk idiots at parties, but I don’t want that for her. I quit breathing, not knowing what to say and internally fighting my own demons.
“Aaron stopped that idiot before it went too far.” She sniffs. “Aaron really hurt the guy. He protected me, Hayley.”
“He used you to get to me. How else would Camden have that video?”
“Maybe…” There’s a long pause. “I don’t know why Aaron would record me. Maybe he was worried or…”
“Camden said if I touch him again, you’d get worse next time.”
“Are you saying Camden set me up last night?” she whispers, terror in her voice.
“Him or Aaron or both.”
“Oh my god.”
“Yeah. Listen, Nick’s on his way to get you.”
“He called. His flight was delayed in New York, but he should be here in a couple hours.”
“Okay. We’re going to stay somewhere else, with Aiden, or Nick, or we’ll get a place just me and you, wherever you want.”
She sniffs and clears her throat. “Okay. I’m going to start packing my stuff. I got copies of all my documents from the school office like Nick said to.”
“Good. That’s good. Call this number if you need anything, and tell Nick to call this number when he gets to you, okay? Camden took my phone.”
Camden strides back into the room. “Get ready. We’re going for a dip in the pool.” He sees I’m on Graysen’s phone and shakes his head. “Naughty.”
“I gotta go.” I hang up and hand the phone back to Graysen.
“Did you have her sister attacked, Camden?” Graysen steps in front of me. “I don’t think Dad would approve of you hurting children.”
Camden laughs. “Are you fucking kidding, Graysen? You don’t think Dad would approve of hurting children? You really are brainwashed, brother. And speaking of, I talked to Dad this morning. He’s booked you a ticket. That photo of us all on the couch really hit well with the media. A nice family bonding moment.” Camden smiles. “I told Dad you were getting in the way. He’s not happy.”
“This is bullshit,” Graysen hisses. “Dad didn’t say anything to me.”
“Aw, are you not Daddy’s favorite anymore,” Camden says in a condescending tone.
I watch them bicker back an
d forth like children until my brain feels like it’s going to explode. “Can you both get the fuck out of my room, please?”
Camden’s gaze slides to me. “Why’s my brother coming to your rescue, little one? Where’s your man?”
“He went out,” Graysen answers way too quickly. “To... talk to... Aiden.”
It takes everything in me not to smack Graysen in aggravation. He’s an idiot and couldn’t have been more obvious.
“Is that right?” Camden says, stepping around Graysen to get closer to me. “Where was he last night when I slipped into Hayley’s room to watch her sleep?” His fingers skim down my arm, and I jerk away. “She was all alone.”
“No point in hiding the truth,” I say to Graysen, hoping he isn’t too stupid to play along. I look away from them both and force my eyes to tear up which isn’t that hard. This shit is fucked-up. I feel like I’m treading water, and I’m becoming too tired to stay afloat.
“Nick broke up with me.” I let a single tear slip free as I look at Camden. “But I bet that was your plan all along. I bet you’re happy.”
Camden tilts his head to the side. “I find that hard to believe. I figured he’d protect you with his life, do anything to make up for what he feels so guilty about. I didn’t expect Aiden to give up so easily either, though.”
“What are you talking about? What guilt?” I ask Camden, knowing the likelihood of getting a straight answer is slim. “What does Nick feel guilty about?”
“Get your swimsuit on and maybe I’ll tell you. The sexier the better.” He turns his back and leaves the room.
“What was he talking about?” I ask Graysen. “What would Nick feel guilty about? Because he used to fuck around with my cousin?”
Graysen nods. “I think so. Want me to come to the pool with you?”
I shake my head. “No, Graysen. I can handle myself. Let me know if Nick or Tilly call your phone.”
I move into the closet, searching for the ugliest swimsuit I can find. Fucking Nora. There are no ugly swimsuits. I pull a shiny, golden one-piece from the hanger.
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