"Cora, you don't have to-”
"Hush. I've wanted to since the day we met." She smirked and leaned forward, taking me deep inside her warm, wet mouth. Every part of me lit on fire for the girl before me. I was in deep shit, and for the first time in my life, I didn't want to find a way out of it.
*
"So, I know you don't want to talk about this, but tell me about Brandon. I wanna know what happened." I leaned over the boat and let one of the anchors go. It raced toward the water and disappeared, locking us in place in a sleepy-looking alcove off the side of the main lake.
We'd taken a breakfast taco to go from Cindy and packed up a few sodas for a long boat ride together, just the two of us.
She tugged her t-shirt off and then worked on her shorts as she ignored my question. Her white bikini looked delicious on her, and though I'd had her more times than I should have over the last twelve hours, I found myself hungry for more.
Incredible.
"We were friends for a while, and then we decided we would try dating." She moved to the front of the boat.
"I'm really more like you than you might think. I really didn't want to be with one person during college, and I wasn't during high school, either. I didn't sleep around much, but the idea of being tied down to one person was stifling. If something happened to that guy... then what?"
"Yeah, I get that." I stood up and pulled my shirt off before moving to sit down on the front of the boat and turning sideways. I offered her a hand as she crawled up there with me and lay down, putting her head in my lap.
I leaned back and ran my fingers through her hair as she continued.
"But Brandon wouldn't give up. He wanted a relationship, and we had some pretty great chemistry between us." She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh.
I stiffened as jealousy raged through me. I didn't want her having chemistry with anyone but me. Even with it being in the past, I still felt tense over it.
"And, he slept around, why? You have to be every sane man's wet dream." I brushed my fingers by her cheek as she glanced up and gave me a warm smile. Her brown eyes were rimmed with unshed tears, and my gut constricted painfully. "Hey. We don't have to talk about this. The last thing I want is for you to feel pain of any kind."
She turned her face and kissed my palm a few times as my cock hardened in my shorts. I had no doubt she was going to tease me over it seeing that her pillow had become less than comfortable, but she didn't.
"It's alright." She turned her face a little and kissed my erection over my shorts, causing a groan to rip from my lips. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair. "It was over after I found him with the girl. She was pretty and probably far more his style. I just hate that she was a cheerleader. Perfect. Blonde. Popular. Just like him."
"A cheerleader at Arizona State?" I moved up beside her and wrapped my arms around her.
"Yeah. Tinsley Myers. Stupid bitch." She turned as I stiffened. "Oh great. You know her? You totally slept with her, didn't you?"
I didn't have a voice for a few minutes. There was no way in hell it was Tinsley that slept with Cora's ex. She was a virgin. A good girl. Or maybe... I stood up and started to pace the boat.
"You have to fucking be kidding me." I glanced over at Cora. "Are you sure it was Tinsely?"
"I'm quite positive. I walked in on her getting it in the ass." Her expression hardened as my stomach grew sick. "Brody. Did you sleep with her, too?"
"What? Fuck, no." I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a long sigh. "Shit, Cora. She's my baby sister."
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Cora
His sister?
I couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the afternoon and evening. I let it go pretty quickly in front of him so that we could enjoy the rest of our afternoon together, but it wouldn't leave me alone. He was just like his sister, right? That was the assumption I made the first day I saw him. He was a player. She obviously was, too. That bitch had known that Brandon was in a relationship, and yet she still chose to sleep with him.
The number of girls I'd seen Brody with over the first couple of days of us getting to Lake Havasu haunted me as I laid on the couch that evening and ignored everyone. They were all headed out for another shopping trip, and I was honestly shopped out.
The night before with Brody had been the stuff of dreams, and yet having let myself go with him only seemed to lock in the fact that I was falling for him. I didn't want to, either. He wasn't the kind of guy that would make it in a long-term relationship, from what I could tell. Fuck, his sister was as much a whore as he was.
"Hey. You okay?" Cindy sat down on the couch beside me and reached out to rub my arm.
"Hmmm? Oh, yeah. I'm doing great. Just a little tired from last night." I smiled and scooted over to give her more room. "Did you guys have a good time at the beach?"