Dare Series Collection - Shantel Tessier Page 0,49

his eyes off mine. But this time, he takes it instead of giving it to me.

“Thought you weren’t coming out tonight?” And I slurred the last word. Becky laughs.

He is not amused. “That was the plan.”

“And?” I ask, trying to act like I don’t care he’s standing in front of me. That he’s here when I wanted to get away from him. How much can one person humiliate another? I think he is up to ten times. In six days.

“Plans change.”

“Isn’t that the truth?” I ask, yanking the bottle from his hand and pouring myself another shot. Then Becky. “To plans changing.” We clink our glasses together.

He slams his hand down on the counter and leans over it. “Do not take that shot, Austin!” he shouts, getting everyone’s attention.

My anger rises. Just two hours ago, his best friend had his hand around my throat. I want to get drunk, and I want to forget about this fucking week where I have completely lost all grasp of my life. “What are you going to do to me, Cole? Gonna hurt me?” I ask. A part of me wants him to. I want his hands fisted in my hair. Around my neck. I want him to make me weak in the knees like at his house party. Even if it was for show. I didn’t realize how cold I was until he touched me. Now my body craves that burn.

His blue eyes narrow on me, and I notice he’s changed his clothes since I was with him earlier. He had on a black t-shirt but now he has on a dark blue one that matches his eyes. I lick my lips, remembering what his chest looked like when he got out of my father’s pool. Just fuck me already! At this point, I have no dignity left anyway.

“I dare you,” I say and then toss back my shot.

He stands there, staring down at me like he wants to rip my head off. I’ve never seen such pretty blue eyes look so dark. All I can do is give him a lopsided smile, knowing I got to him. My lips went numb an hour ago. Show me what you got, Cole.

“Sleepwalking” by Diamante plays through the house, and I turn to face Becky, dismissing him when he just stands there. “Let’s go dance.”

She grabs my hand, but I don’t even get a chance to step away from the island before I’m picked up and thrown over someone’s shoulder.

I stare at an ass wrapped in blue denim as I hang upside down. “Cole!” I hit his muscular thighs with my fists. My head bouncing up and down. He slaps my ass. And I moan at the sting.

“That was just a warning,” he growls.

I smile.

I hear people talking as he turns and walks down a hallway. Then he’s opening a door. He steps in and places me on my feet. I stumble back, my heels clinking on the tile. He slams the door shut.

I spin around to see we’re in a bathroom. “What …?”

His hand grips my hair, and he spins me back around. I pant as he shoves my hips into the counter. He stands behind me, staring at me in the mirror. He lowers his lips to my ear. “I’m not gonna let you back out, sweetheart.”

I moan, pushing my ass into him, and I can feel how hard he is.

He chuckles as his lips trail down my neck before his teeth sink into my skin. A shudder runs through me, and I rise on my tiptoes. “Cole.” I swallow. “Please.”

He starts kissing my neck again. “You’re gonna hate me in the morning.”

“I hate you now.” I breathe.

He lets go of my hair and spins me around. His hands go to my hips, and he lifts me, setting me on the counter. Then his lips are on mine.

I grab the hem of his shirt. “Take it off,” I mumble against his lips.

He pulls away, reaches up behind him, and yanks it up over his head. “Jesus,” I whisper, placing my hands on his hard and chiseled abs. I didn’t know a body could look like this.

My hands lower, and I yank at his belt and then his button. His hand is in my hair, and he’s nipping at my lips as I pant. My mind screams this is a bad idea, but my body says nothing that looks this good could be bad.

He grips the hem of my shirt and yanks it off,