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Six months earlier…

Ellie

The day quickly melts into night at Haleigh’s parents’ house.

We had a fun day by the pool, drinking Cosmos and laughing so hard my sides hurt.

My favorite part might actually have been eating all the yummy food her parents made.

Her dad is an amazing chef on the grill.

Her parents are literally the sweetest people.

They’ve welcomed me into their home more times than I can count, always making me feel like one of their own.

Sometimes I think they treat me better than my own family ever has.

I just can’t say the same about their son, Jaydon. He has never treated me very nicely.

He recently got home a few months ago from being deployed and out of state for four years. He certainly grew up during that time.

Damn, he’s sexy as hell. Although, no matter how hard I’ve always tried to ignore him, he has always been fine as hell to me. I’ve always had the biggest crush on him, ever since we were kids—all the way back in middle school.

The only problem is… he’s always been a major asshole to me.

I stare at his hard body as the thoughts run through my buzzing head.

It’s now dark, and the party is getting smaller.

Just Haleigh and I, along with her brother and a few of his friends, are gathered around the fire pit.

Tiki torches have been lit, and large flames are burning brightly surrounding the pool.

Jaydon has taken over playing the music, and it seems all my favorite songs are playing.

He switched over to Jack from drinking beer all day long; that seems like a recipe for disaster to me.

Haleigh’s sitting to my left, and we are singing along to the music. Well, she is mostly; I can’t stop the rampant thoughts about her brother that are rolling around in my head.

The Cosmos we’re sipping are hitting me hard. I’m so fucked.

I look over at my bestie, and of course, she’s staring at Ryan. She’s in love with him but doesn’t know it yet. Or maybe she does and hasn’t decided what to do yet, I don’t fucking know.

She’s engaged to an asshole, but Ryan’s the perfect guy for her—and she knows it .

“Hales, this night has been so much fun!” I say, pushing up and trying to get out of the lounge chair.

But as I stand, the ground starts spinning.

“So much fun, girl!” She laughs at me as I start to stumble.

I start dancing to a song Jaydon has blaring from the speakers. He’s up adjusting the speakers placed around the pool. Haleigh’s laughing her ass off at my crazy dancing. I drop low, then pop back up and bend, shaking my ass in the air, putting on a show.

Haleigh needs to get her ass up and dance with me, so I slowly back it up on her and start giving her a lap dance. She’s smacking my ass, giggling, as I’m grinding on her. I hear catcalls from the other guys sitting around, and I’m playing into it.

Jaydon walks by, eyeing us, shaking his head like he’s above it, then sits down on the other side of the fire pit.

Haleigh grabs my shoulders and pulls me back, still laughing. “Go over and give Jay a lap dance.” she whispers in my ear, nodding towards him.

I feel wicked, he’s going to hate this, but I don’t give a fuck.

It's my favorite kind of torture.

Haleigh slaps my ass as I rise. I give her a wink before I seductively make my way over to Jaydon, swaying my hips and dancing along to the beat of the music. He doesn’t realize what I’m about to do; he's mid-conversation with one of the guys, and I’m on him before he has a chance to get up.

I start grinding, rubbing my thinly clothed ass directly over his dick. The jack must be hitting, because he casually leans back into his chair, puts one hand behind his head, and lets me put on a show. He’s all grins and lazy confidence, while the rest of the guys are laughing and cheering me on.

I bounce on him, slowly, teasing, and I feel it—the unmistakable length of him growing hard beneath me.

Fuck, I thought he hated me.

He shifts slightly to the side, then slyly reaches between us to adjust his shorts. He's trying to be discreet, but I don't miss it.

I laugh to myself.

Either he’s going to hate me even more, or I’ve just stirred up a monster that's just waiting to break free.

When I look up, I spot Haleigh sitting in her chair doubled over, laughing her ass off. She’s drunk as hell.

I yell to her, “Get your sexy ass over here and dance with me, Hales.” I’m still perched up on her brother’s lap, feeling his hardness beneath me.

I love knowing that I’m the cause of it.

Haleigh dances her way over towards me. So, I seductively dance my way off Jaydon’s lap and turn to back my ass against her.

I start grinding on her, still hearing the guys laugh and mumble in the background, then I bend and bump my ass into her a little harder than I expected.

Haleigh grabs onto me as we both lose our balance and go sideways, tripping over someone’s foot.

Haleigh lands in Ryan's lap with me on top of her, laughing uncontrollably.

I don’t even have the strength to get up right now; we both just lie there laughing our asses off. But I’m not there long before Jaydon gets up and pulls me off her. I easily go with him and lay my head on his shoulder when he sits back down.

He’s so comfortable.

I can vaguely hear people talking in the distance, but I feel like I’m about to pass out. Maybe I do… I’m not sure, then I hear Jaydon start talking.

“Ryan, you might have to help her inside. I would, but it looks like I’ve already got my hands full.” I know he’s talking about Haleigh and me. I giggle with my eyes closed, feeling like I'm floating on clouds and trying not to fall asleep.

Ryan responds, “Yeah, man… I’ve got her. Come on, Haleigh. I will help you get inside.”

Then I hear Haleigh shout, “Jay, you better take care of my best friend. You can put her in the spare bedroom.”

“I’ve got it under control, Hales… go to bed.” And his strong arms that are protectively wrapped around me tighten .

I lightly rub the back of his neck, feeling so comfortable in his arms.

“What the fuck are you doing to me, Ellie?” his voice is gritty, almost strained.

I shrug, my eyes still closed. Just soaking up the warm feeling of him holding me.

“You feel good, Jay… you holding me feels… mmm, so good,” I say, barely above a whisper, but he still hears every word.

“I’m taking you to bed.” His arm goes under my knees and the other around my back, then he stands.

He carries me bridal style all the way inside, the warmth of his body pressing against me as he carefully treads the stairs. I’m lost in a haze, in the comfort of his arms, until he finally lowers me onto a bed.

Only then do I realize exactly where I am—the bed he put me on is his. My head spins at the realization.

He opens a drawer and pulls out a shirt. With a smirk on his face, he holds it out for me to take. “Here…” I sit up, in a fog, trying to process it all, and stare up at him .

He stares the entire length of my body before I glance down and do the same. “Yeah, I guess I shouldn’t sleep in this swimsuit.” My cheeks heat from embarrassment.

In my hazy head, I totally forgot I’m still wearing my skimpy bikini.

I glance back at his face. My breath hitches when I see the way his pupils dilate, darkening with lust. “You can wear the t-shirt, or you could just sleep naked, if you want…” he shrugs, like it’s a normal thing to say.

He steps closer, so close… tempting my fingers to run the length of his arms. “You wanna sleep naked in my bed, Ellie?” He asks, his voice laced with seduction, a challenge he's willing me to take.

Oh my gosh, I think I just died and went to heaven. My forever crush just asked me if I wanted to sleep naked in his bed. This can't be real .

He’s standing so close that I can feel the heat from his body surrounding me like a second skin.

My silence must speak louder than words because, without a second thought, he places his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me in.

Then he slowly bends. The feel of his warm breath hits my skin just before he places a soft kiss below my ear, sparking a shiver down my spine.

That’s my undoing.

The alcohol is running recklessly through my veins, encouraging me.

I reach up, pulling his face to mine, and our lips crash in heated passion.

He’s on top of me in a second, the weight of his body pressing me into the mattress as he slides me up further in his bed.

He kisses me hungrily, taking what he wants while his hard cock grinds against my thigh.

Fuck. My clit throbs with need for release.

“Your pussy wet for me, naughty girl?” He growls against my lips.

I moan into his mouth, helpless and aching for him. “Oh, God… yes.”

He pulls back just enough, his sinful eyes seducing me, “I bet it’s been wet for me all day, hasn’t it… Have you been wet for my hard cock all day?”

Another moan slips from my chest as his mouth meets mine and his lips continue their assault.

His hands roam my body like he owns it, skimming down my sides and over my bare hips, setting fire to my skin with every pass, before tracing the same path back up again.

In one swift tug, he loosens the delicate strings holding my top together.

As soon as it falls, his mouth latches onto my nipple, sucking hard, drawing a sharp gasp from deep inside me.

His tongue swirls round and round, while his other hand continues exploring my body.

Trailing a deliberate path down my ribcage, inching lower, towards my throbbing core.

Fuck it.

“Jaydon, I need you… ”

He groans, grinding his dick into my thigh once more, “Tell me what you need, Ellie.”

“Fuck… Jay, I want to come…” I don’t care how needy I seem. I just need release.

He chuckles, “Want me to suck that sweet clit into my mouth, Baby girl?”