And I moan loud enough for the entire town to hear.
“Fuck, Skyler,” Kip says, removing his hand from my clit. He pumps twice more and then rips out of me. “I’m—”
He doesn’t even have to say it before I’m flipped around, and I sink into the water far enough to take him in my mouth. I cup his balls and roll them as I take him in deep, and he curses, eyes rolling up to the skies before he empties inside my throat.
I look up at him with a wicked smile and swallow.
An all-over body shiver racks him in the next instant, and he hangs one hand on his hip as the other runs back through his hair. “Fucking hell, babe. That was ridiculously hot.”
I bite my lip, and I’m just about to stand to kiss him when the sliding glass door opens and a loud whistle rings out.
“Nice ass, Jackson,” Kade says, waggling his brows. He’s still in his ski pants and jacket, his goggles pushed up in his hair. “Looks like we missed the party.”
Kip immediately sinks down into the water to shield me, even though I’m already covered by the bubbles. I can’t help but laugh hysterically, and after the shock wears off, Kip chuckles, too.
“What’s going on out he—ewwww, Big! Did you two just contaminate our hot tub?!” Cassie asks, her eyes wide and nose wrinkled. Her hair is even wilder than usual, a frizzy, wind-blown mess from skiing all day.
“Don’t worry, Little,” I say with a wink. “I swallowed, and the chlorine will kill the rest.”
Kade bends over in a fit of laughter as Cassie flushes such a deep red she looks sunburned. She shakes her head, leaving first, and then Kade wiggles his fingers at us as he closes the door again. “I’ll let you two get dressed. Let me know if you need a cigarette or anything.”
Kip laughs, and when the door is shut and we’re alone again, he looks at me with an arched brow. “Round two, shower?”
I fix my suit and hop out, wrapping myself in my robe. “And then round three, bed.”
“I’m not going to have energy left for the slopes tomorrow.”
“Sorry, not sorry,” I say, and Kip smacks my ass as he follows me inside.
MY HEART IS MORE like a ravenous beast banging against the confines of my rib cage as Cassie and I stroll through Breckenridge hand in hand.
Spring Break has been incredible so far, days filled with skiing, and nights filled with hot tubs and partying our faces off only to get up and do it all over again. Skyler and Bear booked us all the perfect cabin on the edge of town, and where last Spring Break, Cassie and I had our breaking point, this year, everything is perfect.
It feels like all the drama we’ve gone through, all the other people, the misplaced timing, the hidden feelings and miscommunication… it’s all led to this moment.
I’m about to lavalier Cassie.
And she has no idea.
In Greek world, lavaliering a girl is about as close to committing to her for life as you can get, other than proposing. When you get your fraternity’s letters on a chain and put them around your girl’s neck, you’re letting her know she’s as important to you as your brotherhood — if not more. You trust her. You love her. You’ll fight for her.
And one day, when college is over and the timing is right, you’ll marry her.
For me, that day can’t come soon enough.
“I’m kind of hungry,” Cassie says. “Wanna get tacos?”
“You know I will never say no to tacos.”
She leans in close enough to whisper. “Or blowjobs.”
I bark out a laugh. “Right, or those. Although, we’ve come a long way. I remember the first time you went down on me… you remember?”
“In the shower,” she recalls with a smile. “You had your hand in my hair and you had to guide me and show me what to do.”
My cock twitches under my snow pants when I think of how she looked on her knees staring up at me, and I clear my throat and aim for a subtle adjustment as we walk. “Alright, enough of that talk, otherwise I’m going to have to find a dark alley to drag you into, and I don’t think there are many dark alleys in Breckenridge.”
Cassie giggles, light and airy, her strawberry pink lips curling up into the prettiest smile. Her face is slightly pink from our days on the slopes, save for the outline of her ski goggles, and it’s adorable how fresh and rejuvenated she looks. Her hair is unkempt, but her shoulders are relaxed, and the way she’s smiling up at me makes me want to take out my phone and snap a picture.
Except, I don’t have my phone. Right now, it’s in Skyler’s hands where she’s hidden away ready to capture what’s about to happen on camera.