Page 11 of Big Pucking Deal
“Do you think I felt any better seeing you walking around with your tits hanging out, Jo? I tried really damn hard not to seethat.” Jordan splashes my face and I swing my arms out in front of me.
“Oh god, please stop. That makes it so much worse,” Joaquín cries out. “Now they’re moving. Fuck.”
I wrap my arms around my breasts and watch him swim away to the other side of the pool. I decide to do the same and grab Brooke’s arm and pull her with me.
“Let’s go talk to Bram and Craig. They’re the reason we’re here, anyhow,” I tell her as we float away.
“I kinda want to go talk to your brother.” I stop and look over my shoulder at her, my eyes a raging inferno. “Or not. Just kidding.”
We reach the guys and I ask slightly breathy, “Challenge accepted and completed. I feel like I should get extra points because I had to contend with my brother and Joaquín, which is like having two brothers.”
Bram and Craig look at each other and grin. “That is true. She didn’t even flinch,” Bram says with a thick accent.
“It was pretty boss,” Craig agrees. “Alright. That’s an extra five.”
Brooke and I smile and high-five each other.
“So I guess now it’s our turn?” Brooke asks, her innocent green eyes sparkling under the light of the moon.
“Your turn,” Bram confirms, and we go on with a truth or dare style game that has us laughing and Jordan and Joaquín pouting.
Brooke, despite my extreme displeasure, is cuddled up on one of the loungers with my brother. Both of them have a smile youcan see from space, and as much as I’d like to gripe about it, Jordan’s had a rough go since his break-up with that whore trash Lacie. So I let it all go and decide to focus on Bram.
I sit on the ground with my back against a bench, letting my feet warm by the fire pit. It’s the perfect ending to skinny dipping in the cold water. Joaquín sits across from me, his eyes bore into mine through the flames. His features are so dark and the light from the embers cast a haunting glow across his tan skin.
“Are you up for one more dare,” Bram asks, twirling a piece of my damp hair. “I’ve got one that I think you may like.”
I take a sip of my beer and turn my eyes away from Joaquín. “Oh yeah? And what is that?”
Bram licks his lips and a mischievous look shines in his eyes. “I dare you to come back to my place with Craig and me,” he says, pointing to the townhome that sits opposite of the pool.
I guess I didn’t pay attention to the other homes that surround this pool, but apparently it’s a small compound owned by the Havocs that rookie players can live in. Some of the more established players have their own homes. Like Joaquín.
“Um,” I stutter, wondering if I need to confess my lack of experience. “I don’t know.”
“If not Craig, is there maybe another guy you’d like to add to the party? I’m not opposed to a private party for two, but why have just one when you can get both. Have you ever been with two men at the same time, Jolie?”
I gulp down a ball of nerves and slowly shake my head. My hair is pushed back from my face and over my shoulder, baring my neck to him. His knuckles brush softly against my skin and a chill shoots through my body.
“We’ll take good care of you, baby. I promise.” Bram’s voice is but a whisper as he moves in to kiss my neck.
I sigh as his lips travel up my throat until they reach my mouth. He kisses me hard and a bit forcefully. But when I openup and let him in, his touch turns gentler. My hands wander into his icy blonde strands and I fall further into the kiss. Bram’s hands roam over my body and I tell myself that he is offering me what I came here to do. It doesn’t matter who it’s with at this point, just so long as I can get rid of it.
“Let’s go,” I hear a deep voice from behind me and it breaks our connection.
I look up and see Joaquín looming over us. His jaw is set hard and that haunting look is now dangerous.
“I’m leaving with Bram,” I tell him, and get to my feet. “We were just going to go look for Craig.”
“No you’re not. If you want to do this, then I’m coming. I need to be sure that only what you want to happen, happens.” He gives Bram a seething look and if I’m not mistaken, Bram turns a bit green.
“I-I don’t understand.” I look between the two of them until Joaquín speaks up.
“If you want to be with two guys, it’s me and Bram or nothing at all. No Craig or any other asshole.Me. That's your only option.”
My face twists in confusion. “Are you crazy?” I ask him.
“Not as crazy as you wanting to have sex with two strangers,” he counters and it pisses me off.
