I must have had five or six shots by the time Avery approached the table to talk to the rest of the group. He didn’t even acknowledge me. I was pissed. What was his problem?
It had been at least a week since I’d seen him. Where does he always disappear to?
But even though I was surrounded by my friends: Wren, Ethan Travis, Maya, Colt, Sean, Sienna, and Sara, I found that deep down, I still missed talking to Avery. It was Avery’s fault, though I’m sure the whiskey helped, that I was feeling emotionally numb since he ripped my heart out at the Masquerade Ball. I wasn’t wasted though, just tipsy. Maybe I was building up a tolerance like Sara kept saying.
But at least Ethan and Wren paid attention to me and after an hour or so of drinking, they begged me to let them do body shots off my navel and my breasts. I finally agreed after some coaxing. They hoisted me up onto the bar and had me lay flat.
Wren unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall open. I reached down and lifted my bra as a round of applause broke out from all the guys standing nearby. The bartender poured a shot between my breasts as Wren licked it off me. It tickled and made me squirm all over the bar. I couldn’t keep still as they took several shots off different parts of my body and convinced a couple of the guys standing nearby to do the same. But while they were sucking whiskey off me, my thoughts circled back to why Avery wouldn’t talk to me. It really started bothering me and I couldn’t get it out of my head. However, my confusion about Avery got put on hold when a guy named Ben licked a shot off me and then started getting rough. His hands groped my breasts and started to slide down into my panties.
I sat up abruptly, batted his hands away, and ended the shot fest. I had to get some air, so I jumped off the bar, pulled my bra down, and said goodnight to Ethan and Wren as I watched their faces fill with disappointment. Several of the guys standing close complained about not getting their turns. I promised them some other time.
I stepped out of the Main Lodge and turned toward the lake. I hadn’t sat down here since my first night at camp. The moon had a beautiful crescent shape and color to it tonight. It was crimson and rather large for this time in the month. I sat on one of the benches down by the water to watch the moonlight skip across the slight waves kicked up by the breeze. After awhile, I heard footsteps approaching from behind and a voice called out to me.
“Hey, Aria. You make a very sexy shot table,” Sean said, walking toward me with Sienna beside him.
“Anytime,” I smiled back at them. Unfortunately, the way I was treated tonight, made me feel more like a doormat than a table, but I appreciated him making the effort to cheer me up. I loved Sean and Sienna. She was becoming my new best friend.
Sean stepped closer to me and lowered his mouth next to my ear. “I want to be part of your threesome, when you’re ready,” he whispered in his low sexy voice. Sean pulled away to search my face and without warning, he kissed me hard on the lips.
“Soon,” I responded, glancing over to Sienna to make sure it was okay. She winked at me in approval. Then as quickly as they came, Sean scooped Sienna up and threw her over his shoulder. She squealed as he carried her away.
I walked toward the Cub cabins to a secluded spot near the boathouse. It was one half mile farther away from Avery.
The night was still, except for the crickets chirping beside me. The breathtaking crescent moon created a soft, warm glow around me. I found myself walking the width of the lake, throwing stones as hard as I could until my shoulder hurt. I didn’t know what made me angrier, the fact that Avery wouldn’t talk to me or that he didn’t want me. I was haunted by the memory of the night with Avery. Ethan and Wren had made me smile. They made me forget about him for a short time but deep down, I knew that Avery was for me. There could be no other. If only he thought about me in the same way.
I was lost in deep thought when a blindfold gently slipped over my eyes and the world went completely dark. No crescent moon or glow off the amiable lake. I didn’t hear the footsteps coming up behind me and for a moment I started to panic when a somewhat familiar voice calmed my fears. I just couldn’t quite place who it was. I just knew it wasn’t Avery, Colt, Ethan, Wren, or Nate. But I knew I’d heard it before.
“Hot night, and a hot girl, how could I be so lucky?” his voice purred in my ear. Then he placed a gentle kiss on my temple.
“Okay, you’ve got my attention. Who are you?”
His warm hands wrapped around my waist from behind me as he replied, “Where’s the fun in that?”
I moved my hands to my blindfold.
“Ahh, Ahh, Ahh,” he trilled. “Ever have hardcore sex with a stranger and never ask his name?”
“I’m not really a one night stand kind of girl,” I pouted playfully. He ran his rough fingers over my lips.
“Hmmm. I would have said that when you first arrived. But from what I’ve been hearing, you’ve been a naughty girl lately,” he said, with his warm breath on my lips. It sent shivers up my spine.
“Seduction is the key element to any good sexual encounter. I heard you don’t like foreplay?” he said, teasing me with kisses beside my ear.
I smiled, rising to his challenge. “Who said that? I like it when it’s exceptional. Words to me are boring. A person’s actions prove everything.” I felt his smile, then his hands trailed up my white knee-highs past my thighs and over my buttocks.
“God, you’re exquisite,” he said turning me toward him. “I bet you taste divine,” his voice was hoarse.
“If you play nice, maybe you can find out,” I said, raising my chin in defiance. I could play his game. I still didn’t recognize the voice but I was intrigued enough and needed the distraction. Besides he was turning me on and I didn’t want to think about Avery anymore. Maybe this mystery man could help me forget about him. Even if was just for a short while. He let his hands fall to my waist as he leaned me back against the outside of the boathouse.
“Talking is a mere distraction. You still don’t recognize my voice?” I shook my head. His hands trailed beneath my red and black plaid schoolgirl outfit and he cupped my sex.
“No more talking,” he pushed my red lace panties to the side and slipped his fingers into me. “This won’t do,” his deep voice said next to my ear. “You’re way too tense. You need to cum, Kitten.” He pulled his fingers out slightly then pushed them back in deeper. I leaned my head back and moaned in delight. A good cum was just what I needed.
“Tell me, in your fantasies, are you standing or lying down?” He moved in and out, slowly stroking my g-spot while he spoke seductively in my ear.
“Standing.” My body involuntarily leaned into him.
“Are you pressed against something hard? Is he giving it to you hard and fast?” he asked, but continued rubbing me.
“Yes, oh god…yes.”
His smile was wicked against my ear. “Perfect.” He bent in front of me and planted kisses up my inner thigh. Wanting more, my legs widened.
“You’re so deliciously wet already,” he breathed, and then his tongue licked my wet velvet lips as his fingers pressed on my front wall. He let his tongue circle around my now sensitive clitoris. I breathed in his musky cologne and my body begged for release. I didn’t care who he was, I just wanted his perpetual repetitive motion against my snake cave.
“Let go, Kitten. You won’t regret it.”
My body wound tight in anticipation but soon I convulsed over him and his fingers spilled out of me to be replaced by his tongue as my insides quivered.
“That a girl.” He stood, then pinned me up against the boathouse with his body. Then slowly, he slid his fingers back into my sensitive entrance and he stopped. I frowned. Was he stopping now? Just when it was getting good.
He chuckled and I felt his other fingers slide under my mask and take off my blindfold. I opened my eyes.
“Pierce.” My brows raised in surprise.
“Aria, you really are scrumptious. I don’t think I’ve tasted better.” His fingers teased in and out of me an
d I could feel my body craving more.
I stiffened. “What are you doing here?” Damn it. This was the last man in camp to help me forget about Avery.
“Now don’t go and get all tense again, sweetie, or I’ll have to start all over,” he playfully scolded.
“What do you want from me, Pierce?” I said in a short tone.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
I scowled at him. Maybe it was the night air, or maybe even the six shots, but my head was feeling fuzzy. And I had no idea what he wanted.
“Is that any way to treat a man who just gave you pleasure? And from the feel of it, I still am.” I tried to step away, but his fingers held me in their grasp, still teasing out of me and filling me.
“No fair. You’re using my body against me,” I sputtered.
“I’d have to disagree. I think you don’t listen to your body enough.” He let two fingers sink in and I will admit, I was distracted. His eyes glistened in the now ivory moonlight. My heart clenched because all I could see was how similar he looked to Avery. How more than anything I wished that it was Avery standing here pleasuring me, wanting me. I pushed all my thoughts of Avery away and narrowed my eyes at Pierce.
“Do you know how you tame a man, Aria?” I shook my head, not trusting my own voice. His fingers felt good. Too good. His lips brushed my cheek. “The same way you tame a woman.”
I wrinkled my brow trying to figure out where he was going with this.
“You let them fall in love,” he whispered.
“Stop finger fucking me, Pierce.”
He let his fingers slide out of me and he stood with a smirk on his face.
“I’m sick of the games your family plays. Leave me alone.”
“You’ve excelled in all your classes. Actually, you’ve gone above and beyond. You and he are more alike than you know.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Getting you to orgasm was the only way I knew you’d listen,” he said.
“Go away,” I said.
“Not until you tell me what I want to hear,” he said wrapping his hands around my waist. His blue eyes bore into me as if he was looking into my soul.
“I am nothing like that douchebag,” I scolded.
“He was hurt very badly once, a long time ago. He drowned his heartache in sex too, just like you’re doing.” He studied me as my chest rose and fell fast with anger. “Just because you push your feelings way down deep inside you doesn’t mean they will go away. They will resurface eventually.”
My eyes widened at his revelation. He knew he had my attention now. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell him you’re in love with him.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said calmer than I felt.
He looked at me with disapproval. “You know…I have never seen him so intrigued by a woman before. He’s into you.”
“He doesn’t want me,” I scolded. “He made that blatantly obvious the night of the Ball.”
He laughed. “Oh, trust me. He’s into you in a way I haven’t seen in years.” He stepped away and led me to the wooden bench beside the lake. He peered out at the lake, then looked to me. “You’ve changed him.”
“I haven’t done anything. Besides, I can’t forgive him for the way he treated me that night. It was like he was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I don’t like head games.” I stood and walked to the water’s edge, taking in the serenity of the night. I could hear the waves lapping against the shore with a calming rhythm.
“You’re just as stubborn as he is. I won’t tell you Avery’s whole story because it’s not mine to tell. But he was shattered. I had to pull him from the depths of despair and help him pick up the pieces. He’s been running from his past for six fucking years. That’s what he does, Aria. He creates fantasies and lets the people around him fulfill them. That was the only way that he could recover. That’s all he knows. He needs you to show him what is real. That you’re the real thing.”
I sat down beside him gaping. Avery acted like he hated me. I was so confused.
“I’ve never seen him like this. He’s never taken a woman to our private spot up on the bridge. He’s never gone to anyone’s classes to watch them. He’s never offered a trip to Maui. He just doesn’t do that.” He sighed, reigning in his emotions. “I know you don’t understand because you haven’t known him very long, but I can see it. I see how you’ve changed him. He told me about the night you had together,” he stopped for a minute then chuckled sarcastically. “And that song at your birthday party. All I can say is… wow!” His eyes fell serious. “He was drawn to you. I’ve seen the way he smiles when you walk in the room. There’s a light in his eyes now that he’s met you. He tries to hide it. But I can see it.” Pierce turned my face to look at him. “I am here confessing his undying love for you because… because he can’t break through the wall he’s built so high around his heart. But you can, don’t you see… you’re the one that can.”
Tears filled my eyes and I quickly brushed them away. I stood and stepped closer to the water’s edge.
“He crushed my heart that night. I don’t know if I can come back from that. You saw how we fought when we went bungee jumping.”
“I saw more passion in him that day then I’ve ever seen. If you don’t fight for him now, then you’ll lose him forever. Think about that, Aria. Can you really leave this place knowing that you didn’t try your hardest to be with him? That you didn’t do all you could. To say to him that you’re the girl he’s been waiting for. That the past is the past and that it should die with the memories of his lost love and that it’s time to be reborn…in love.”
I turned my back toward him and drew my arms around my waist. He stepped in front of me.
“You love him, Aria. I can see it when you look at him. Go to him. Tell him how you feel.” I shook my head. “I can’t.” I’m not good enough for him.
Pierce sighed, exasperated. “You can’t give up on him.”
I crossed my arms.
“You are so stubborn. Christ, Aria, he threw you a birthday party the instant Sara told him it was your birthday. He worked his ass off to put together that barbeque for you. That wasn’t a normal activity. That was special. If that’s not love then I don’t know what is.”
“Wait. What?” I said, placing my hand on his wrist searching for more clarification.
I thought of Sara and Colt and how I envied the relationship they shared. How they were so open and honest with each other and here was Pierce telling me that I could have the same thing. Then I realized what I had to do.
“Let’s go,” I said. I was going to do it. Go all the way and admit it to the world that I was in love. “Not until you tell me what I want to hear. Say those magic words out loud.” Pierce always had a catch.
“Fine,” I sighed heavily. “I’m in love with him, okay,” I whispered.
He smirked and clapped his hands together. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hill toward his Swamp Thing styled club car. It was green and black with a roll bar and mini-mag tires.
“Are you going to tell him what we did earlier?” he asked when I opened the passenger door.
“Yes,” I said, climbing into the passenger seat. I wanted to be completely honest with him.
“Oh shit. Then I’m dead,” he said.
I smirked, waiting for him to start the engine. “Why did you do it then?”
“I wanted to see what you tasted like. Besides, it was the only way to relax you enough to listen. It worked didn’t it?”
I giggled. He was right. It was strange to think how much I had changed this past month.
The dust carried behind us as the cart barreled down the all too familiar road. My stomach twisted in knots the closer we got to Avery’s cabin. All the lights were on as we pulled into the drive. I stepped out of the passenger door and walked toward Pierce who was waiting in the headlights for me to follow. I wobbled on the loose ground in my black Mary Jane’s and wished I had changed beforehand.
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“Careful,” he said, reaching for my hand to help steady me. I took it, and heard a woman’s giggle as I stepped toward the front porch.
I heard Avery’s laugh before I saw him. My eyes focused in the porch light. He was in his boxers with a semi hard cock poking out of the top, had his arms wrapped around a blonde and was whispering in her ear. She didn’t have any bottoms on and her ass stuck out from the bottom of her shirt as it rode up while they kissed. I couldn’t make out who it was because her face was still covered in shadows. The woman giggled again and I thought my heart was going to shatter.
As they kissed, I stepped back and my foot crunched on a branch as it split in half. His eyes locked with mine, then his gaze fell to me clutching Pierce’s hand. His eyes fell cold.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here, my brother and my Kitten wandering around together so late at night? How sweet. Are you two fucking now?” His voice was condescending. There was no way I was letting him get away with that.
My Kitten? “You’re a dick, you know that.” I sounded more confident than I actually was.
“You didn’t complain about my dick the night of the ball. In fact, if I remember correctly, you were begging for it.” My mouth fell open. His comment was so mean.
My hands fell into fists at my sides. I was going to slap him, then Caitlyn stepped out from the shadows of the porch wearing nothing but that dress shirt and it was barely buttoned. My heart sank into the pit of my darkest hour.
“Hi, Aria,” Caitlyn’s nail-ridden voice trilled. “Avery honey, where did you leave my panties after you pulled them off with your teeth?”
My lower lip trembled and my skin prickled. I unknowingly took another step back, twisted my ankle slightly on a loose rock, and fell backwards into the mud. I sat stunned as I stared at them. Then Pierce lifted me up by my arms. Caitlyn just snickered.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you had company,” I said sarcastically to Avery. “Pierce, get me out of here,” I gritted between my teeth.
With Pierce’s help, I hopped to the passenger door as my traitorous heart sought out the little trail that led to the waterfall behind his house. Tears filled my eyes as Pierce turned around in the front yard and peeled out of the drive. I let my head fall into my hands and sobbed quietly. I was too late. I was such a fool to think we had a chance. I know it wasn’t fair to expect Avery not to be with another woman but he chose Caitlyn. Of all people, Caitlyn!
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