Wickedly Trapped, page 4
I should have been grossed out or even embarrassed, but that was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my life.
“Mmm, just like I thought. Sweet as pie,” Reid mumbled. “Don’t even think I am done with you yet, baby. I have to ask. Has anyone ever kissed this sweet pussy before? My bet would be no.”
He didn’t wait for my reply as he lowered himself, settling his shoulders between my thighs. I arched my back as I felt his breath brush across my wet flesh. Then he lowered his mouth to touch me, and I nearly came on the spot as he swiped his tongue against me in a long lick.
He groaned long and hard like he was getting pleasure from what he was doing. The sound sent the vibrations straight up my clit. I dug my fingers into his hair, pulling him closer. I was just about to tell him not to stop when I heard the front door close and a familiar voice said, “Damn, I always miss the good stuff.”
Chapter Five
I jackknifed straight up, grabbing the blanket on the back of the couch. Before I could cover up, I made eye contact with the man I came here to see in the first place.
Heath and I stared at one another. I was a little shocked to see a wide smile crack across his handsome face. If I walked in on the person I’d made out with the night before in this situation with my best friend, I might be a little upset.
I struggled to find the right words because I’d never been in a situation like this before. I felt like I’d been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. Still not sure what the hell had come over me in the first place, I scrambled to find something to say.
Before I could open my mouth, Reid broke the silence. “Heath, you remember Kate?”
I shot him a look that I hoped said Really, that’s what you come up with! I stayed silent as Heath walked forward, staring at me. He bent down and picked up my discarded jeans and panties. Then he stood back up to his full height and, to my mortification, pulled my lacy panties out of my jeans, holding them up to inspect them.
Heat rushed across my skin as I watched him rub his thumb and forefinger along the material. His dark gaze drank me in. “How could I forget?” he responded with a husky voice.
How was I going to get out of this with as much dignity as I could? I tried to swallow and speak, but my voice came out a broken mess. “Heath, I, ah, was looking for you.” I winced at my words. My inner voice mocked me as it replayed my words in my head. Yeah, Heath, I was looking for you in your roommate’s mouth. I didn’t think I could have sounded any more like an idiot. I wished the floor would just open up and swallow me whole.
Heath chuckled darkly and exchanged a look with Reid. They both looked like they would erupt into laughter at any moment, which only heightened my embarrassment. Heath finally took pity on me and handed me my clothes, holding on for a moment longer than necessary before releasing my panties.
As best as I could, I put them on under the blanket, trying to keep what dignity I had left intact. I spoke to both of them when I stood up, buttoning my pants. “I’m so sorry, this was obviously a huge mistake.” I needed to get the hell out of here. I didn’t know how I was ever going to show my face around these two again.
Reid stood up and grabbed me before I could make it more than a couple of steps. He pulled me, placing my back against his front. There was no space between us at all, I could feel that he was still excited from our earlier activities.
I gasped as he rubbed his erection against my behind. I couldn’t believe he was still ready to go after Heath walked in on us. “This was a lot of things, enlightening being one of those things,” he whispered against my ear. “But a mistake is not one of them.” Nipping my earlobe, he nearly made me moan.
I was so distracted by Reid touching me that I didn’t realize Heath had come to stand in front of me. He grabbed my chin, tilting my head to face him. He flexed his jaw, the look of restraint crossing his beautiful features.
I was trapped between two men I barely knew. The thought alone should make me run for the hills, but I felt myself getting aroused all over again. What was wrong with me?
Heath licked his lips, and I found my eyes following the movement. “What was it you needed, Kate?”
Someone to pinch me. That was what I needed. I tried to speak, but when I opened my mouth, a low groan came out instead as Reid ran his tongue against the shell of my ear with a chuckle. He was playing with me, and I was going to lose this game.
I finally managed to speak, but it came out breathier than I intended. “I was going to see if you wanted to maybe get a drink with me sometime, maybe a bite to eat?” Swallowing hard. I expected Reid would back off, but it seemed to do the opposite as he moved his hands from my hips, climbing back to my breasts. That was when I realized my blouse was still partially undone. My bra was on full display, revealing the top swells of my breasts.
I watched Heath’s eyes follow those hands, looking a little glazed. I sucked in a breath as I grabbed Reid’s wrists, halting their upward motion as I managed to speak again. “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea anymore.”
Heath brought his eyes back up to my face, seeming to search for something as he spoke. “I was actually going to attempt to ask you out tonight when I got home. I was knocking on your door when I heard some … sounds coming from here.” He gave me a devious grin.
Reid, who had been quiet through this embarrassing conversation, finally spoke. His breath brushed over my ear, leaving me to shiver. “I think that is a great idea, Heath. Why don’t you take our little bunny out and then we can all meet back here for a movie? We can get to know each other a little better.”
I could hear the smile in his words.
A thought broke through my lust-filled brain that had me pulling away from Reid. This whole conversion was confusing. Why wasn’t anyone angry? It was so weird to be asking one guy out while the other one was all but fucking me from behind.
I needed to get out of here now before I made more of a fool of myself. I opened my mouth to speak, but a shrill ringtone cut me off. My phone was ringing. Reid bent down and retrieved it from between the couch cushions. It must have gotten wedged in there when we were fooling around. My face reddened again at the thought.
Reid smirked and held his hand out for me to grab my phone. I looked at the caller ID and knew without a doubt I needed to answer it. If I didn’t, he would just keep calling. I looked between both boys and told them I needed to take the call.
I practically sprinted to the door and quickly exited. I rushed to my door and yanked it open before slamming it behind me. Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself as I slid my finger across the screen.
Holding the phone to my ear, I answered with a chipped tone. “What do you want, Tom?” If I was having trouble getting my libido to calm down before, I certainly wasn’t now.
“Sugar.” He drawled my old pet name, making my lips twist in disgust. “When are you coming home? I miss you something terrible.” He was slurring his words.
“Are you drunk, Tom? Where is Vivian?” I could practically smell the cheap whiskey across the phone.
“She fucking left me for some prick who drives a Porsche, gold-digging cunt.” He hiccupped.
“Tom, I really don’t have the patience for this conversation. I’m sorry your mistress left you, but these phone calls need to stop. You need help.”
“Oh, now come on, sugar. You remember how good it was between us? Do you remember when we spent the weekend in that honeymoon suite at that bed-and-breakfast by the lake? I remember how sweet you were when you sucked my cock.”
He and I remembered that time very differently. I remembered being completely sexually frustrated because he thought going down on me was distasteful. He sure was willing to receive though. The thought churned my stomach. I had just received more pleasure in the last ten minutes with Reid than I ever had in the last nineteen years with Tom.
“I know what you’re doing. I’m not coming back no matter what you have to say. I sure as shit am not willing to replay our greatest hits. You need to lose my number,” I seethed.
I’d been receiving these phone calls for the last couple of weeks. Normally, I would let him say what he wanted to say and politely ask him to stop calling me. Something about being with Reid had lit a fire under me though. I didn’t want to put up with this shit anymore.
“You know what, you’re just like the rest of them! You no-good fucking cow. I’m the best thing that ever happened to you and you leave me?” He spat with righteous indignation.
“You cheated on me for six years, Tom, on top of refusing to let me work. You made me completely reliant on you and then you took it all away. My lawyer suggested I take you for all you have, but I didn’t. I just want you to leave me alone. I left a nineteen-year marriage with nothing just to get away from you! You have no right to blame me for any of this. You did this, Tom, not me!”
“You wanna know why I cheated on you, Kate? It’s because you are the most boring person I have ever met. You remember the end when I wasn’t fucking you at all? It’s because you weren’t even doing it for me anymore. Just one thought about your fat ass had my dick soft. I only called to make you this offer so you would feel better about yourself. You’ll never find anyone willing to put up with you like I did!” Click.
I was left staring at my phone, eyes burning. I hated that I cried when I got really mad. I wasn’t about to shed one more tear over that man. I would never understand what happened to him. He was so sweet when we were first together, but somewhere down the line, he turned into this nasty person.
Tom and I got pregnant with Lindsey when I was sixteen, and he was only two years older. He did what he thought was right and married me before we even graduated high school.
To a sixteen-year-old, the idea of marriage was like a fairytale. The dream of having my small little family together was all I wanted. To the thirty-five-year-old I am now, the idea of marriage left a nasty taste in my mouth. Our marriage was more like a really good roommate agreement with the occasional half-hearted booty call thrown in. Even those had stopped years before we had gotten a divorce. Not to mention touching me at all. I couldn’t even remember the last time he had even so much as held my hand despite my endless effort to attract his attention.
What he had said to me on the phone only served to drag up those old insecurities. Had I really been the one that drove him to find comfort in another woman’s arms?
I shoved away from the door and went down the hall to my bathroom. Feeling like I was on autopilot, I turned the shower on and undressed. After having my world rocked to its core by Reid, the weird encounter with Heath, and the conversation with Tom, I felt a little raw.
The shower’s hot spray burned my skin as I stepped in, but it would help drag me out of my head. I tried to tell myself that Tom’s issues were just that, his issues. So what if he couldn’t get it hard for me? Heath and Reid didn’t seem to have the same problem. Some of what Tom said had sunk in, though. What if I wouldn’t be able to find someone to put up with me? Was I really boring? I didn’t feel boring ten minutes ago.
I washed my hair methodically, wishing the thoughts would go down the drain too. After washing off, I dried myself. I didn’t stop myself from thinking about Reid’s hands on me. He had left a trail of fire everywhere he touched, and I couldn’t help wondering if it would be the same with Heath.
I sighed heavily. I needed to stop thinking about them. I had a pint of ice cream in the freezer with my name on it and a Netflix show to binge-watch. I would hunker down for the rest of the evening and shut down my brain. Tomorrow was a new day, and I would deal with everything then.
Hopefully, I would hear from Samantha sooner rather than later. Having a job would make it easier to get out of my head. I would try my damnedest to avoid the boys because I might die from embarrassment the next time I saw them.
Chapter Six
I was going to die. It had been two days of trying to avoid the boys. Two days looking through my peephole before I would sprint to the elevator and hope to God nobody would exit that damned apartment. I even thought I got away with pretending to not be home when Heath had knocked, trying to get me to come out.
I had time to come out of my head space and started to feel a little better. I’d needed that blow-up with Tom to happen. It was almost therapeutic in a way. I had been nothing but polite through the whole divorce, trying to keep it as civil as possible. It felt good to finally let a little bitchiness out.
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and a little sore from the prior night’s activities. When your girl parts went from being severely neglected one day to having a mind-blowing orgasm the next, things got a little achy.
Shortly after getting up, my phone rang. It was Samantha with the job offer. I, of course, took the offer, and she asked if I could come in that day.
Then I spent the next two days completely immersed in learning the ins and outs of the company, and I was completely hooked. Samantha had told me that my position was an entry-level position, but there were always advancement opportunities if I was willing to put in the work. It felt so good to be needed again and to be doing something productive.
The days flew by so fast that I hadn’t even realized it was Saturday until I woke up this morning in a panic because my alarm hadn’t alerted me. I decided it was far past time for me to get out and get to know this city I was calling home. I decided I needed to explore a beach or two while I was at it, too. I’d been in town for about a month now, and I hadn’t even seen the ocean yet.
I packed all the stuff I would need for the outing and put on my swimsuit under my cutoff overalls. After putting my hair up in a messy bun and completely foregoing makeup, I was ready to march out the door.
I stopped at the peephole and looked out. Although I was feeling better, I still wasn’t ready to face the boys yet, having not recovered from my embarrassment. I still couldn’t figure out what their deal was. Why hadn’t Heath gotten mad after catching me with Reid? I could believe that he wouldn’t think he had a claim on me because we had only had one moment in the elevator. But even if that was the case, wouldn’t he still be slightly upset? The whole situation left me confused.
It looked like the coast was clear, so I rushed out my door as quietly as I could. Pushing the button for the elevator, I kept my eyes trained on their door. If it opened, I might be able to make it back inside before they saw me. The elevator dinged as it stopped on my floor, and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
Just when I thought I was in the clear, the doors opened, revealing the very men I had been trying to avoid. Hence my impending death. Death by embarrassment was a thing, right?
Heath had been in the middle of a sentence, cut off when they noticed me standing there. They both caught me in their stares. Reid kept his eyes on me as a grin spread across his face. I could feel the heat left behind as his gaze trailed down my body while he played his tongue across his teeth.
The sight made me cinch my thighs together as arousal flooded my veins. He reminded me of a hungry lion, and I felt like the prey. All the color drained from my face as I stole a glance at Heath. The darkness I found in his eyes was enough to make my breath catch. I guessed he was mad after all. How was I going to get out of this?
Before I could come up with an excuse to go back to my apartment, Reid cut me off. “Hey, Kate, long time no see.” There was amusement in his voice. His gaze still traveled over my body, from my flip-flops, and up to the top of my bun. Soaking in all of my details with hungry eyes.
“Uh, yeah. I-uh, started my new job so I have been kinda busy.” God, that sounded so lame.
Heath held me with his hard eyes as Reid spoke. “Huh. See, Heath? I told you she wasn’t avoiding us. She was just busy.” He tried to hide his smirk by dragging his hand across his mouth. “So, is that where you’re headed now? Work?” He put a little emphasis on the K.
“Uh, no, actually. I figured I would head to the beach. I haven’t been yet, so I thought today was the day to see what I’ve been missing out on.”
I was sure I sounded like an idiot. Reid looked at Heath, who still wouldn’t take his eyes off me. “You know what, we haven’t been to the beach in ages. Have we, Heath?” It didn’t sound like a question. “What do you say to a little company? We could show you the best beach then take you to the boardwalk for some grub.”
I opened my mouth to say that probably wasn’t a good idea when he cut me off again. “Great! I’ll go get our trunks if you guys want to hold the elevator,” he said with a shit-eating grin as he brushed past me.
I was left alone with Heath in the elevator once again. We just stared at each other for what felt like hours. The silence stretched, getting louder. The overwhelming need to speak took charge. “So what have you been—”
He cut me off. “You never let me answer your question the other night.”
Okay, he wasn’t beating around the bush, was he? “Oh, I guess you’re right. I just— I just figured after walking in on … you know, you wouldn’t want to go out with me.” I could feel a flush climbing up my neck.
He stepped forward and crowded me. “So you just thought you would take the choice away from me by avoiding me?” He growled.
I flinched. Was he mad at me? It seemed like he was mad at me. “No, I—”
“Because let me make it perfectly clear. I don’t like being ignored, Kate. Me walking in on you and Reid did nothing to cool my feelings for you. And you would know that if you had answered the door when I knocked the last couple of days.” He was full-on scowling now.
