Hailey's Game

by Hailey's Game (lit)

  A fool, Cole finally figured that out along with the best weapon to bring Hailey down. Up until now he’d been working just as hard at keeping his distance, and that had given her all the room to retreat. It also gave him the advantage of knowing all her defenses intimately because they had been his own.

  Cole intended to use that knowledge tomorrow to perform a small miracle. Yawning, he burrowed his cheek deeper into her pillow and drifted off, dreaming of just how glorious tomorrow would be.

  Chapter 34

  Thursday, May 29th

  Hailey woke to a world of pleasure and confusion. The sultry seduction of Cole’s kisses working over her breasts made it almost impossible for her to latch on to a rational thought. Only the intimate knowledge of a lover gave her the certainty that Cole, not Kyle, forged a thick, hairy thigh between hers.

  Lost in the haze of pleasure, she moaned her appreciation for his slow invasion, grateful for the quick ease to the ache burning up her womb. Arching her back, she dragged her thigh up toward his hip, pressing down on another two delicious inches.

  A hand latched on to her thigh, jerking her down his entire length as Cole growled into her ear. “Like that, little one?”

  “Oh, yeah.” Hailey surely did. Especially when a second set of hands settled over her sides to swoop in and cup her breasts. The slow heat of a lover’s kiss began to massage all the strength from her neck. Kyle.

  He made love to her with all the gentle tenderness he’d shown last night while Cole fucked her with the smooth, steady rhythm that provided no real ease but instead inflamed the fires licking over her sheath until she felt ablaze. Like skilled craftsmen, they worked her body up to the very edge of ecstasy’s pinnacle and then kept her bound there.

  Even though it was Cole’s hands holding her hips steady, she begged Kyle for release, knowing he broke easier. For a second, she sensed victory when Kyle’s hands dropped to push Cole’s out of the way. Lifting her off his partner, he barely left her feeling empty for a second before Kyle’s thick width began pressing into her spasming pussy.

  Not near as long as Cole, but damn close to being twice as meaty, she loved the feel of Kyle sinking into her body. Her leg sank as she tried to close herself around every scrumptious inch, but Cole’s hand snagged her by the knee, jerking her back up along his length.

  Even as Kyle began to twist her world into a new knot with his easy strokes, Cole began to grind his erection over her clit. Kyle riding her from behind, Cole teasing her from the front, they offered her no reprieve from their sensual torment. They drove the wild desperation for release higher and higher until they turned her into a thing of naked need.

  Clawing, twisting, begging, doing anything she could to share her disease, Hailey tried everything she knew to break them of their slow determination. It didn’t work. Nothing worked as they passed her back and forth, sharing her body even as they shared the role of her tormentor.

  When Cole lifted her off Kyle to slide her back down over heated cock, his mouth lifted, leaving her breasts to Kyle’s returning touch. Five, ten, fifteen strokes later, Kyle’s turn came again as Cole passed her back. Trapped between them, there was nothing Hailey could do but writhe and whimper as her body welcomed either man with the same pulsing need.

  She lost count of the number of times they shared her, lost the ability to tell one from another as her world merged into a single streaming tide of pleasure. Made of pure, molten lava, the rippling waves melted her bones and muscles even as they flooded down toward her heart and soul.

  Those wounded things, they felt the pain of betrayal even if her mind couldn’t fathom the reasons. The rapture wrapping around her heart only made the ache within seem more poignant, more painful. It wouldn’t stop, and, as the vise tightened even further with their sweet loving, the despair began to roll out from under her lids.

  “Oh, no, princess, don’t cry.” Cole’s lips brushed over her cheeks, catching her tears even as his murmured words scratched fresh wounds onto her soul.

  Digging her nails into his shoulder, she tried to drown out his compassion with the gasping mews of her own wanton desires. Hailey didn’t want this tender loving, didn’t want to sink beyond skin deep into either of her lovers.

  “Fuck me.” That’s all she wanted from him.

  “Hailey?” The confusion in Cole’s voice had her blinking open her gaze to glare at him. The concern she could see in his features only made her ache ever worse. The pain rallied an anger she didn’t understand or bother to question. Instead she just unleashed on him.

  “Save your charm for a woman who cares, Cole. I just want the fucking.”

  In an instant, the lines of worry deepened to a hardened scowl across his face, echoing the sudden bite of his fingers into the fleshy sides of her ass. Even as he growled out his warning, he matched the threat by slowly spreading her open to the swollen cock head burrowing into her from behind.

  “You going to pay for that one, princess.”

  “I don’t care.” Moaning out that honest response, her back arched as her hands lifted toward the metal rails of Kyle’s bed frame. She needed that cool, solid anchor in a world that shifted constantly around her. Cole’s chest flattened her breasts, the rough hairs of his thighs scraped against her, and all the while Kyle’s invasion ground her against the long, hardened pole of Cole’s cock filling her ass. With every single breath she felt them all around her and in her.

  Hailey’s eyes rolled back as Kyle seated his full length deep into her pussy, leaving not even a breath of motion that didn’t cause her two channels to spasm and pulse with a ridiculous amount of pleasure. Racing up from her nether lands to explode across her mind and blow her brain to complete smithereens, the rapture shredded the last of her decency.

  Physical pleasure overwhelmed any emotional resistance she had as the men sandwiching her started to grunt and shift as they began to hammer her with pounding blasts of ecstasy. There wasn’t enough room for both of them, not at this angle. They went in and out in opposite strokes that never even gave her a second of relief from the release building faster and harder with each delicious glide.

  Panting, mewing, Hailey clung to the headboard as her hips popped and pulled, driving her lovers into a full gallop. As the thundering pound of their merciless loving rolled over her spine, Hailey screamed and pumped her hips even harder, desperate to milk every single drop of ecstasy from this moment.

  Then, just like that, both men forged straight into her, hard and ruthless as they stretched her to the very extreme. Her world shattered around her, leaving her body limp and lifeless for the whirling hails of rapture buff her about. In the mist of the chaos, Hailey could feel her lovers’ releases flooding into her body.

  In a slow creep downward, her orgasm unwound around her, leaving her a heaving, sweaty mess still stuck between Cole and Kyle. Cole, that slimy little bastard. She hadn’t intended to let him touch her ever again, not after what he’d done last night.

  Not that he left her any choice. She didn’t even have one now, pinned as she was between them. It felt almost intolerable to her bruised heart, and she tried as much as she could to retreat. Those few inches gave her no room at all. Thankfully, Cole withdrew.

  Unfortunately, he did it with a great deal of glee as he rolled from the bed to bound up onto his feet with way too much energy. “Now that’s the way to start the morning, but you made me late for my parts run. I’ll see you at lunch, princess.”

  With that and a quick kiss on her cheek, he whistled away as if everything was just fine. Maybe for him. Hailey glared at his backside. For her, this morning was a horrible revelation of just how out of hand things had gotten.

  This was supposed to have been the easy part. The part where she triumphed and proved once and for all Cole didn’t have a heart in his cold body. Well, she might have been right about the heart, but her victory turned into a bloodletting of her own soul.

  She told Patton she couldn’t love a man who betrayed her becau
se how could she love a man she didn’t trust? Hailey didn’t understand the how, but that hadn’t stopped her from falling victim to it. As she stared at the door that closed behind Cole, she faced the horrible truth that she’d fallen in love with the bastard, fallen for him despite him being a bastard.

  “Hailey?” Kyle’s arms tightened around her even as he shifted free of her body. Turning his hold from passionate to caring, he snuggled her into his warmth, and Hailey was grateful for the shelter.

  “Is everything all right?”

  She couldn’t tell him because she wasn’t even supposed to know anything. Even if she could have complained to Kyle about Cole, Hailey wouldn’t have. She didn’t want to ruin this moment, for it seemed like it would soon fade completely away. In one day, this day, everything would change.

  “Hailey?”

  “I’m just tired, Kyle.” Hailey gave the easiest lie she knew.

  “Hmm,” satisfaction sounded in his growl as he nuzzled his cheek into her hair, “I guess I can understand that, but I got the cure.”

  Hailey couldn’t help but smile at that suggestive assurance. “I don’t think that helps, Kyle.”

  “I was talking about a hot shower with a cup of black coffee and big breakfast waiting for you when you’re done.”

  “Mmm, keep talking.”

  “How about I get some clothes up, and we get cleaned enough to go back to your house and take a nice, long shower together. Between me and those steam jets, you’ll be so relaxed that I’ll have to carry you back to the bed.”

  “Mmm.” Hailey rubbed her backside into the cock she could feel rallying to the game again. “Then what you going to do?”

  “I’m going to give you a massage.”

  “A massage?”

  “A full body rub down,” Kyle growled. His hands spread wide and dipped down to her sides to begin working some of that magic into her tired and sore muscles. “I’m talking hands and mouth.”

  As his fingers began to work the tiredness from her lower back, his lips came to melt the muscles in her neck, making her go all limp and soft in his arm.

  “Then, when you get to all moaning and begging, I’ll take care of the rest of your urges.” Kyle couldn’t hold his chuckle back, and he forgot his smooth moves to give her a big hug. “How’s that sound, princess?”

  “Like it didn’t include any coffee or food,” Hailey retorted, breaking into laughter when his arms pressed down tight over her stomach and yanked her into the nibbling bites he growled over her shoulder.

  “I said I’d take care of all your urges.” Releasing her, he rolled off the bed. “Now, come on and let’s get cleaned up so we can go shower.”

  Hailey didn’t argue with him, didn’t even fight the good cheer he smothered her in as they washed off quickly in the shower. She didn’t want to fight it because when the sun rose tomorrow, Kyle would be wanting his ring back. Once he knew what she’d done to his best friend, Hailey knew he’d side with Cole.

  Kyle made that quite clear twice. When he told her he wouldn’t hold Cole back a second time after she called him a whore, and then last night when he said they stood united, she’d gotten both messages clearly. If this was to be their end, then she wanted it to be an end worth remembering because she would anyway.

  * * * *

  Kyle played along with the plan. Cole had a lot of errands to take care of that morning before he could get to his lunchtime surprise for Hailey. Instead of taking her to work and giving her the space to shore up any kind of mad, Kyle took Hailey back to her place and then back to bed.

  Keeping her naked and satisfied also kept her from having the energy to worry or scheme. Not that Hailey gave him any resistance. She seemed all too willing and eager to waste away the entire morning in bed with him, especially given she didn’t have to bathe at his place.

  Kyle admitted it. Hailey’s house had the nicer shower, the bigger rooms, the better maintained kitchen. It would be a perfect place to live, and it had two extra bedrooms for the two children they’d be having. Cole could just take the Gravey place and shove it up his ass because Kyle knew how that’d end up.

  Sure, Cole’s plans would be amazing and glorious, but to be completed it would be Kyle slaving over the hammer. He knew that story, and Kyle didn’t have any interest in sweating out his days off at the Gravey house when he could be sweating them out in bed with Hailey.

  “Well, that’s an awfully big scowl. Feeling guilty?” Hailey murmured, nuzzling her head into his shoulder.

  At the small motion, Kyle’s arm contracted reflexively around her back, pulling her in closer. “Guilty? What do I have to feel guilty over?”

  “Skipping out on work.” Hailey made a showing of lifting her head to glance at the clock. “I know you had Buck’s Pinto on the rack, and I thought that had to go out this morning.”

  “Buck can wait till this afternoon,” Kyle retorted with a yawn and a stretch to show how little he cared.

  Hailey snorted at that and rolled away, taking the sheets with her. “That’s an excellent customer service attitude. You put that on a business card?”

  “Hailey, it’s a Pinto.”

  “You’re such a car snob, Kyle.” So decreed the princess all wrapped up in toga sheets. “I’m going to take a shower, and you can go make lunch.”

  “Oh, I can?” Kyle smirked, not at all ashamed to be laying there butt-ass naked as she lectured him.

  “Yes. It will make up for the breakfast you failed to produce.”

  Kyle let her think she got the last word as she sauntered off, but when he finally rolled to a sit, he had no intention of getting her lunch together. She locked him out of the bathroom, a clear sign that she needed food, not sex. As grumpy as she got when hungry, he really hadn’t done Cole any favors by not feeding her.

  Then again, Cole was the king. Kyle smirked at that thought, heading off for the second bathroom and a quick shower. He really couldn’t wait to see this show. Whatever Cole planned it better be good because Kyle knew a thing about pissed off women.

  He might have drained some of the vinegar out of Hailey’s mood, but sex could only go so far. Not that Cole worried. Kyle could hear him moving about in the kitchen as he came out of the second bathroom. His friend’s sheer excitement at being in the crosshairs of chaos showed on the grin he greeted Kyle with.

  Casting a glare back at Cole’s confidence, Kyle grunted. “How long you been here?”

  “Just got in.” Leaning back slightly against the counter, Cole let him pass to the refrigerator. “She in the shower?”

  “Yep.” Hailey didn’t tend to keep a whole lot of milk on hand, so Kyle went for the orange juice. “And I didn’t feed her so she’s kind of crabby.”

  “Thanks, man,” Cole snatched the orange juice out of Kyle’s hands before he could tilt it over the cup he pulled off the drying rack by the sink. Just like that Cole tipped it back and took a swig from the damn carton before passing it back with a belch.

  “You’re disgusting.” Kyle snatched the carton back. “And Hailey will have your ass if she sees you doing that again.”

  “That’s why I even brought along glasses for our picnic.” Cole smirked. “I’m going to show her how reformed I am.”

  “I thought you said you weren’t going to lie to her.”

  “And I ain’t. I’m not going to promise her to use glasses, I’m just going to show her I’m capable of hearing, understanding, and responding to any issues or concerns she might have about our relationship.” Cole’s chin went up in an almost scholarly gesture as he laid out that crap.

  “Where did you read that?” Kyle asked as he overturned the orange juice in the sink. He just couldn’t do it, just couldn’t drink it or put it back in the fridge for Hailey to drink later. He had to kiss that woman. “In some Reader’s Digest when you were waiting in line?”

  “Actually I heard it on some talk radio show on the drive over here.” Cole shared Kyle’s laugh before sobering up to give him a co
ncerned look. “You know, man, there are a lot of weird people in this world.”

  “Yeah.” Kyle nodded. “Hailey being one and you being another.”

  “Are you saying you’re not a little screwy, too?”

  Kyle didn’t dignify that with an answer. “Are you saying you aren’t?”

  “I’m not the one pouring a whole container of OJ down the drain,” Cole snapped back with that look.

  “Yes. Why are you pouring my orange juice down the drain?”

  That sharp question had them both starting as Hailey came full force into the room with a scowl. Far from looking like the well-loved woman she was, the little princess looked ready to do battle. Unfortunately, her dark gaze narrowed in on him.

  “You know how expensive that stuff is? You owe me three bucks, Kyle.”

  “Cole owes it to you.” Not about to go down for this crime, Kyle willingly threw Cole into the garbage along with the container. “He drank straight out of it.”

  “That’s disgusting.” Hailey turned her sharp retort on Cole. “And I’m sick and tired of asking you not to do that, so you know what, Cole? I’m going to roll up a nice, thick section of the paper and duct tape into a good whack-stick. Then, whenever I see you misbehaving in my house, I’m just going to hit ya on the nose like a dog.”

  Cole blinked that in before turning to give Kyle an annoyed look. “Yeah, she is crabby.”

  “Told you.”

  “And you’d think with all that loving.” Cole shook his head. “That’s why you’re not the king.”

  “Oh, don’t even start with that shit,” Hailey spat. “Unless you want to start explaining where my lunch is because I don’t see any sandwich.”

  “Lunch?” Cole puffed up. “I got that covered.”

  “You?” Hailey finally turned her glare in Cole’s direction. “I’m not eating with you. I’m mad at you.”