Page 129 of Web of Lies
“Ah—got it,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my hair. A long pause stretches between us, just soaking in each other’s presence.
“Parkford rescinded their offer this morning. My mom called me to tell me they sent a letter.” Chase says nothing, tightening his hold on me, still kissing my head. “It was my dream school. Me and Magnolia were going to go there and wreak havoc.” I snort at the thought of us running around that school.
“I’m sorry, Kace,” he says with sincerity. My throat tightens, threatening to send every ounce of sadness out of my eyes again. Ugh. I don’t want to cry about it anymore. There’s nothing I can do to change their mind.
“Carter found me on the way here,” I sigh, closing my eyes. My mind wanders to the little alcove of ours. Ours? Well—I guess. I’ll never forget it after what happened.
“And you said no one hurt you,” Chase chuckles, holding tighter. “What did old Cruel have to say this time? He didn’t drown you in a toilet again, did he? Shit, did he kiss you again?”
“No and no, he seemed concerned about me. He told me that money talks and whoever is playing puppet master is responsible.” Chase’s finger slowly moves up and down my arm in a gentle manner.
“Man, that guy. I’ve never seen him so—calm, let alone kiss someone at this school.”
I snort. “I’ve heard that guy plenty of times in the maze. Which is weird and disgusting.”
“Yeah, you’ve heard him running his mouth, but have you ever seen him get intimate with someone with your own eyes? I sure haven’t until you. Man, he’s so hot for you. It’s ridiculous. I should be the one who’s jealous.” He snorts, snuggling possessively into me, staking his claim all over again.
“Hm,” I hum against his soaking wet chest, rubbing my lips along his skin. “Yeah, but he’s not the one who has me almost naked and in the tub with him, now is he?” I giggle as his body relaxes into mine.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But I get this sneaking suspicion our little group of four will soon be five.” He sighs into my hair again, forcing a smile onto my lips. I make a quick move to straddle his body, feeling the evidence of his very hard arousal against my bare thighs. A strangled noise falls from his throat, his eyes falling shut.
“Sunshine, damn it, you’re seriously going to kill me.” He groans when I lean in and kiss his cheek.
“I made him an offer, though,” I say with a shrug as he grips tightly onto my waist.
“One he can’t refuse?” he says through another lop-sided grin. I snort, grinding against him, getting myself a little too excited. “Mrrghh, stopppp,” he whines, halting my hips.
“I told him to come into the light instead of staying in the Apocalypse’s shadow. He could be the best shot we have at fighting him.” Chase nods, leaning his forehead against mine.
“That’s a fair point. Imagine him—working with us.” Chase snorts so loud, it echoes through the bathroom. “He and Seg would end up in a bloodbath.”
“Hmmm,” I sigh, imagining them together, all sweaty and bloodied up, ready for some love and affection from me, by taking their clothes off and—
“New Girl, now you’re imagining naughty things, aren’t you?” Chase asks through amusement, and all I can do is shrug.
“It’d be kind of hot,” I snicker, kissing him. Chase groans, pulling my face into his neck.
His apartment door bursts open with two sets of heavy footsteps. “Looks like your other boyfriends have joined the party,” He whispers, hugging me tight against him.
“And let me guess? You’re going to boast about getting me into the tub with you.” I run my tongue up his neck, feeling bolder and bolder with my sexual need.
He moans, tilting his head to the side, opening for me to nibble and lick at his flesh. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he hisses under his breath, moving his hand to tangle into my hair, holding my mouth against his neck. I leave my mark on him with my teeth and a giant purple hickey. My hips jump against his, turning me on even more.
“Benoit?” Seger yells from the middle of the apartment, oblivious to us in the tub. “Our girlfriend is fucking missing. You see her? If I have to search for her ass in a trash can again, I’m going to fuck you up, bro.” He yells, irritation slipping into his tone. Zepp mutters something to him, but it’s obstructed by the closed door between us.
Chase moans when I move my hips again, smiling against his skin. “Fucking hell,” he groans. “You’re gonna make me come in the tub,” he hisses, holding a little more tightly to my hips. I laugh at him.
“The fuck?” Seger bangs on the door, throwing it open. All commotion stops when I turn my head, smiling up at his dumbstruck face. “I found our girlfriend,” he mumbles, staring at me like a deer in headlights. Zepp appears next to him in a flash, eyebrows raising into his hairline at the sight of us.
Chase throws his hands into the air. “Listen, she showed up here soaked from the rain, freezing her gorgeous tits off. I had to warm her up somehow.” I bite his neck one last time with a smile and shrug.
Zepp swallows hard. “I take it you’re warm now?” He barely breathes when I stand up.
The warm water cascades down my body, dripping from my black frilly bra and black thong, burning my skin with awareness. Their eyes widen, raking up and down my nearly naked body, taking in every inch of my exposed skin, and by the heated look in their eyes, they’re trying to stay calm.
“Very warm.” I nod, extending a hand to Chase. I pull him to his feet, his lips pressing against my cheek.
“You’re a fucking tease. Mmmm—I’m going to have to punish you later for that.” I groan when his warm hand connects with my ass in a playful swat. We both step out of the tub onto a mat, letting the excess water drip down our bodies.
