Rowdy Boy

Dare.

The word reverberates over and over in my mind.

I didn’t mean to say it.

But my mind was absent.

Completely stunned by what he just did.

He kissed me, right then and there, each one of them scorching hot. Demanding. Greedy. Hot. As if his life depended on it, and I craved them all.

But my heart is betraying me now.

Cole doesn’t like me.

Cole doesn’t want me.

He wants to own the thought of me, like some prize he can put on a pedestal and show off to his bandmates. And I know this … so then why is it so hard to push him away? To ignore his advances and let him go?

I don’t want to be another one of his victims, yet I’m falling harder and harder for his game of cat and mouse … and I don’t know if I’m prepared to find out what happens when the tug and play ends.

He’s using me, trying to get to me … but why? What’s so special about me?

That I’m the new girl? One he’s never had?

Or is it something else?

Something he knows about … that I didn’t tell him?

“I dare you …” A wicked smile spreads on his lips. “Not to come.”

There’s a sparkle in his eyes that makes me shudder, as he lowers his body farther and farther until he disappears beneath the water. It’s so dark that I can’t see where he is, only that he’s gone.

And for some reason, that disappoints me.

Fuck.

I hate what he’s done to me, that he’s made me so desperate for more with just a simple, all-consuming kiss.

Suddenly, his head pokes up out of the water again near a small alcove, underneath a bunch of hanging trees. He looks at me with a mischievous grin, then goes under again.

Am I supposed to follow him or not? But then why did he dare me not to?

I wade toward him, curious as to what he’s planning. Even though I shouldn’t get close, I can’t stop myself from approaching anyway. He’s a bad boy, but I still want to know why he plays these games with me. Why it specifically had to be me.

But as I look underneath the leaves dipping into the water, there’s no one there. “Cole?”

Why would he lead me away from the middle of the lake toward a tiny alcove out of view from the party, only to disappear? It makes no sense.

Suddenly, two hands appear from behind. One wraps around my waist, and the other covers my mouth right as I scream.

“Shh … Don’t want the others to hear us now, do we?” Cole whispers into my ear.

I shake my head as he lowers his hand a little. “I thought you were gone.”

He smiles against my ear, his lips grazing my skin. “You think I’d leave you like that? All hungry and desperate for more?”

My heart rate shoots up into the stratosphere as he pulls me against his rock-hard body, his pants tented with need.

“I wasn’t—”

“Shh …” he interrupts, his hand sliding around my throat. “No more lies, Mo … You asked for a dare. Here’s your dare …”

His hand slides down my waist, all the way to my bikini, and slips down inside. I gasp, my mouth wide open, but no sound comes out as he squeezes my throat slightly. His fingers spread my pussy, and he slides between with ease.

He’s done this before, and still, it doesn’t stop my body from turning mush in his arms. He was right when he said I was hungry for more, but I won’t ever admit that. I won’t. I can’t. He’s the bad guy, the guy I should run away from as fast as I can.

“We both know this is what you really want,” he murmurs, planting a sweet, sinful kiss right below my ear. “Secretly, you’ve been dreaming about having my lips all over you and my fingers inside you.”

He shoves two fingers inside, and I hold my breath, afraid I’ll moan out loud if I don’t. He thrusts in and out and circles my clit between, causing delicious shockwaves all through my body.

“You think I didn’t see you practically fawning over me at band practice? You’ve been yearning for me from the first day we met,” he murmurs, and his tongue dips out to draw a line from my ear down my shoulder as if to mark me as prey. “And I tell you now I’ve been waiting until you finally gave in.”

“Fuck …” I growl as he increases his pace.

I hate him for doing this, hate him for knowing exactly what I want and giving it to me, even though I know we shouldn’t. He knows he shouldn’t, and still, he does it just for the sake of it. Just to be able to say … I won.

“Why would you do this?” I murmur, almost unable to catch my breath as he fingers me so swiftly and without reservation.