out of my boxer and licks underneath my shaft. His tongue traces each vein, and my body reacts by flexing and jerking with every sensation. I can’t help myself. My hands find their way into his hair, running my fingers through the thick wavy locks, gripping hard with each run through.
His mouth surrounds my head, and he gives a teasing suck, making me bow off the tree. Taking me in more and more with each inch, he makes sure to drag his teeth over me gently.
Pain pinches my nipple, when I look down, I see Jordan tweaking one between his finger. He pulls, and I fucking lose it. Loud moans leave me, and he uses that as a suggestion to go faster and deeper.
My balls tense with every movement against my shaft, his mouth feels like fucking heaven. I grip his face and start thrusting. Bittersweet turmoil rises in me as his hands grip my thighs, digging into me. Unlike most givers, he’s not nice. He wants me to be in pain with him. He wants to make me sweat, and I want to fuck his face until he cries for me.
Fuck. That thought and imagery have me pulsating. My cock swells as heat zips through my spine and all the way to my balls.
I detonate, my cum releasing in his mouth while he continues bobbing on me.
“Shit,” I hiss. “Jordan.” My body relaxes as the last of it escapes from me.
Then, he’s standing, our mouths barely apart. When I think he’s about to kiss me, he doesn’t.
Instead, he goes to where he sucked my neck earlier and I feel wetness.
He did not fucking do that.
No.
But there’s no denying the slickness going down my chest, my nipple, and down to my hips. This mother fucker.
“When you go back to the cabin, where all of them are waiting for us, you’ll be primed for them, showing them you’re mine even if you can’t fathom that thought yet. And when they’re trying to figure out our next step, all you’ll be able to feel is the jizz all on your chest, the hickey on your neck, and that you owe me one.”
I push at him and growl. “This isn’t over, Walker.”
“You’re right, Lennox. Until my cock knows every inch of you, it’s only just begun.”
Chapter Three
Colt
“What happened?”
“Why was she here?”
“How did this happen?”
The questions are asked on repeat as I sit in the back of an ambulance. They’ve put a blanket around me, checked my vitals, and Mel’s too. She’s speaking with the police while the shock settles within me.
The files.
She went to get them.
My stomach dances over the ideas of where she could have hidden them. What could have been in the files that caused so much worry in the ones who want to silence us?
Was that what this was, tying loose ends?
Why not me?
Questions overwhelm me with each passing moment. My stomach churns as I imagine how scared she must have been. The blood-curdling screams, the way her eyes were open, frozen in fear, and the vacancy in her gaze...
I shudder, imagining it being me. It’s my fault, right? I was searching for Cassidy’s killer, digging into the secrets this campus holds, and more than that, I was trying to identify what my guys have to do with this.
No, not your guys.
“You okay?” Mel asks, walking up to me.
Her face—much like mine—is fresh, no mascara or eyeshadow, which hides the fact that we were sobbing. Or her, at least. My eyes feel swollen and heavy. The dryness surrounding them makes me want to sleep, but how do I sleep when my best friend was murdered? When her life was taken and it should have been me?
I close my eyes, trying to erase the image of Yang from my mind. We’ve been out here for hours as they clean the scene.
I have no doubt that by tomorrow, news will break loose that Yang did something reckless that resulted in her death. It’s like Cass all over again, except this time, there were witnesses.
“Where were you?” I ask, wondering how she didn’t show up when Yang was screaming. Why wasn’t she here? She had to have been closer than me.
“As soon as I heard, I rushed here. I went to hide the files. After hearing your mom and our teacher getting ready to go at it, I knew if they caught me or you, they’d take them.”
I nod, and my stomach heaves. Every slice of pizza I ate wants to escape my