The Peer and the Puppet (When Rivals Play #1) - B.B. Reid Page 0,143

lips met, but neither of us cared. As long as I lived, I would never forget the feeling of having him this close. I heard the tape wrapped around my body tear, and then the cold air touched my skin. He spun me around until my back was to him and then folded me in half with a hand on my nape. Feeling his cock lined up at my entrance I pushed my hips back.

“Oh, and in case you’re getting ideas about Jamie…” He shoved hard until he was fully inside of me. “Don’t.”

My breath caught as pleasure heightened. He was deep and getting deeper by the second. The screams, laughter, and pounding footsteps kept me on edge, but I felt the familiar rush of adrenaline at the knowledge that, at any moment, we might be caught.

“Someone might see,” I whimpered.

That only got me a slap on the ass and pounded even harder. His other hand curled around my hip to toy with my clit.

Yes. It wasn’t long before I was coming long and hard.

“Come here,” he growled when I grew limp in his arms.

I let him pull me onto my knees where he held me by my throat. I had no clue what he intended until his warm release was already coating my lips. When he finished, he tucked himself inside his sweats before crouching down to meet my shocked gaze. “Remember my cum on your lips the next time you think about kissing your next rebound.”

Shame coursed through my body, but I refused to let him win. Holding his stare, I licked him from my lips, surprised to find he tasted a little salty but sweet too.

Chuckling, he kissed my lips and stood before offering a hand. I let him pull me up, and the moment I was on my feet, I reared back and punched him. Now he’d have a black eye to go with that split lip. He was glowering when the shock cleared, but then he was kissing me, and it felt even better than blacking his eye.

“I don’t like you kissing other boys,” he confessed between kisses.

“Well, that’s all you had to say,” I snapped.

He kissed me again, but this time, it was soft and lingering, allowing me to toy with his tongue ring.

“You making some sort of fashion statement with that thing?”

A wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. “It’s not for fashion.”

“So the rumors are true.” The intrusion of his nemesis had Ever stiffening.

I quickly pulled out of his arms as Jason, dressed as a pirate, strolled down the path on my right with his hands in his pockets. Of all the parties happening tonight, what were the odds we’d be at the same one? I zipped up the sweatshirt and tried to match Ever’s indifference but was finding it hard when he did it so effortlessly.

“I thought you learned by now that it’s bad for your health to provoke me,” Ever said suspiciously casual.

“Don’t mind me, King of Brynwood. I’m just enjoying a late-night stroll.” Jason shot me a lascivious smile before disappearing around the bend.

“Do you think he saw us?” My chest hurt from how hard my heart was pounding.

“He would have had a lot more to say if he had.” Taking my hand, he led me out of the maze.

Leaning against his car, drinking a beer, Jamie flashed us a knowing smile that wasn’t entirely friendly. “Took you guys long enough.” He glanced down and focused on a piece of torn tape hanging near my thigh. “Frankly, I wouldn’t have guessed this uptight prick was into exhibitionism. Especially when the fucker is getting married.”

Ever ignored him and held out his hand to me. “Give me the keys.”

“Aw,” I teased, forgetting Jamie’s misery. “Macho man doesn’t want to be driven home?” He smirked and fished the keys from my pocket. “How do I know you’re sober enough?”

“You didn’t leave me much choice. Man can’t even be wasted in peace,” he grumbled.

“I didn’t ask you to follow me.”

“Because you knew I would,” he smoothly retorted.

“Hey, Four,” Jamie interrupted, “didn’t you say it was some douchebag in a rubber suit who chased you?”

“Yeah,” I answered warily. Ever was now staring a hole in the side of my head. “Why?”

Rather than answer, Jamie pointed at the left side of the maze where Daniel Kim, cloaked in rubber and holding his mask, huddled in a circle with Max Cooper, Adam Turner, and…Jason Portland. Jason handed Daniel a beer, and they clinked the cans together while