“I’m up for cornerman,” Jace grins across at Xander.
“Like fuck you are,” Xander laughs. “The last time you were my cornerman, you got distracted by the chick in the front row and were fucking her in the bathroom before the fight was even over.”
“Fuck off,” Jace laughs. “Every time you tell that story, it gets worse.”
“Right,” Xander teases, though we all know that Jace actually waited until after the fight before he fucked her.
“You’re such a pig,” Rylee laughs as she knocks Jace on the arm.
I get up and head inside to grab another beer, but I detour past the bathroom first. As I step out into the hallway, the door to the guest bedroom is ripped open before two arms fly out and grab hold of me.
Imogen pulls me with all her might into the guest room and slams the door with her foot. She does her best to press me up against the door, but when it comes down to it, I like to be in control.
I flip us around and grab her by the ass before hoisting her up. Imogen’s legs wrap around my waist as my lips dive for the sensitive skin on her neck. Fuck, I’ve been in here for all of three seconds and this woman has already got me worked up. “We have to make this quick,” she pants as she reaches for the back of my shirt and begins pulling it up my back.
“Agreed,” I say as I slide the silky material of her dress up her legs.
Shit. I’m a fucking prick. I shouldn’t be doing this, but when it comes to Imogen Lewis, I can’t fucking help myself. She’s the forbidden fruit that’s been dangling in my face since I was thirteen years old. She must have only been nine at the time, but I knew back then that there was something special about her.
I watched her grow into this radiant woman and every day I would get a glimpse of the person she was developing into. And fuck, I really liked it.
I was a horny bastard every time I walked into their family home. I kept these desires for her a secret until the day we accidentally fell into bed together. Even then, it just sort of happened. I had no intention to go after her, we were both drunk and I offered to walk her home after Cole had already passed out.
We woke up the next morning in a mess of tangled limbs and sheets. Things developed from there. But as a kid, she was more like the sister I wish I didn’t have. Cole and I would spend nearly every afternoon together after school. We’d all walk home together. I’d look out for her when Cole couldn’t. When Cole would go away with his parents for his fights, she’d come and stay at my place with my family.
Imogen has always been a permanent part of my life and some would argue that she’s going to be that way forever. I mean, it was inevitable that something would eventually happen, right? You can’t thrust a beautiful young woman in my face day in and day out and expect me not to fuck her.
If I was honest with myself, I was hoping it would happen sooner rather than later, but I just can’t get past the feeling of betrayal. Cole is my best friend and he trusts me with every ounce of his being. Screwing his little sister, a woman who I’m supposed to look at in the same way, is not going to go down well.
Fuck, fists are going to fly and I have no doubt that I’m going to stand there and take it. My only issue is that I can’t stop. The second I laid my hands on her, it was like I was taken over by this incredible need that I’d been holding onto for so long.
Her body fit with mine so perfectly that I decided then and there that I would happily take any punishment for my actions, as long as I could do it again and again. And luckily for me, Imogen has absolutely no plans on stopping.
Hell, I used to sleep around a lot back in the day. The guys just assumed that was the way I am, but really, I did it so I wouldn’t cross that line with Imogen, but now that I have, I haven’t been able to look at another woman in a sexual way. I don’t know about her and quite frankly, I don’t want to.
For now, it’s all about the sex. The incredible mind-blowing sex. Sex so good that I wonder if she’s an angel sent from heaven. I mean, I have never been with a woman who makes it so good. She mustn’t be real.
Every now and then, my mind begins to wonder about the ‘what if’. You know, the what if this was something more? The what if I actually stayed the night? The what if she actually felt something for me? But I shut down those thoughts as soon as they come. I can’t let myself think about it.
Imogen isn’t interested in a relationship and nor am I. Well… if I’m honest, I’m twenty-eight and I’m not getting any younger. If there was ever a woman I’d want to date exclusively, it would be Imogen, but as I said, she isn’t interested and I have this sick need to keep being with her, so for now, it’s hot, no strings attached sex.
I tear the black lacy thong from her body and within moments I’m seated deep within her and satisfying the craving I’ve had since the last time I saw her, which was only two days ago, but that time is enough to drive me wild with need.
“Fuck, Caden,” she pants as I slam into her up against the door. Her arms are wrapped around me with her nails digging into my skin as she desperately tries to hold on.
She throws her head back against the door and I can’t resist the offering of skin on her creamy neck. My lips run up and down the sensitive skin and it’s not long before her pussy is clenching down around my cock while she comes with the force of a freight train.
I come with her and just like every other time with her, it’s fucking magical. Her head falls to my shoulder as she catches her breath and I run my fingers back and forth across her shoulder blades. “Why is it so good with you?” she murmurs into my shoulder.
I can’t help but smirk, knowing she feels it too, and not to mention, it’s a damn good boost to my ego. “I think it has something to do with the fact we’re not supposed to be doing it.”
“You always want what you can’t have,” she comments.
“Ain’t that the truth,” I sigh as I slide out of her and make sure she finds her footing on the ground. My hands don’t leave her waist as I look down at her. “We need to tell him.”
Her eyes widen in fear as her fingers dig into my shoulder. “No,” she demands. “We can’t.”
“Babe,” I say. “I can’t keep lying to him. Cole’s my best friend. He’ll never forgive me.”
“Just… give it a little while longer,” she begs before pressing up into me and holding her lips close enough to mine that if I just tipped my head I could kiss her. “If he knew, this would have to end and I’m not ready for that. What we have here is too good,” she tells me. “And besides, it’s going to take me a lifetime to find another man who can get me off the way you do.”
Fuck me. If this was any other girl, she’d be falling at my feet, confessing her love, but not Imogen, she’s all about the crazy, wild, sex. I mean, how the hell is a man supposed to say no to something like that.
I let out a sigh and just like that, she knows she’s gotten her way. For now, that is.
She presses her lips to mine as softly as ever before I step back and give her the space she needs to get herself presentable.
A knock sounds at the door and it’s almost comical the way her head snaps up to mine with wide eyes. “Imogen, are you in here?” Cole’s voice sounds through the door.
Shit. She rushes me and pushes me two steps back into the closet. “Yeah, what’s up?” she says as she gives me a regretful smile and closes the door on the closet, not giving me the chance to even argue about it.
I hear her walking back across the room and open the door, though I have no doubt she double checked herself in the mirror beforehand. “What’s going on?” she questions.
“What are you doing in here?” Cole questions.
“Oh, um… I lost an earring in the grass. I was just getting a new pair,” she tells him, making me wonder when she became so good at lying. I mean, that shit just came out like she was actually speaking the truth. Though, it’s not farfetched. Imogen kept some things here when she would stay with her brother, but since getting her own apartment,
she hasn’t needed it so much.
“Ok,” Cole says, having absolutely no interest in her earring. “Can you come out? Rylee wants to do all the cake bullshit,” he says. Though, I have no doubt he had said it with a roll of his eyes. Cole has never been one for celebrating and doing the whole birthday cake thing, but Rylee certainly is.
“Sure,” Imogen replies. “I’ll just be a minute.”
“Alright,” Cole says. “Oh, have you seen Caden? He disappeared.”
“Um… last I saw he was down by the back gate on a call.”
“K,” he says before I hear the sound of the door closing.
A moment later, the closet door opens with a guilty looking Imogen standing before me. “Did you seriously just lock me in your closet?” I question.
“I’m sorry,” she grins. “I panicked.”
“Yeah, no shit,” I grunt as I step out of my hidey-hole before heading to the door.
“What are you doing?” she gasps. “You have to go through the window and head around back.”
I turn back and look at her just to make sure she’s not being serious, though the pleading look in her beautiful eyes tells me otherwise. “Really?” I grunt.
“Please,” she says with big puppy dog eyes. “I’ll make it up to you,” she says with a promise.
Shit. How can I say no to that? “Fine,” I sigh before making my way across to the window and pushing it open.
Imogen follows me over and places her hands on either side of my face. She reaches up onto her tippy-toes and places a kiss to my lips. “Thanks,” she murmurs. “That was fun.”
A smile lifts the corner of my mouth. “Believe me,” I smirk. “It was my pleasure.”
She rolls her eyes and with a wink from me, I disappear out the window.
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