Wanting Winter(25)

“I’ll go and get us some.” Drake stands heading back to the kitchen.

“Well at this rate, I won’t be getting any if he’s going to get drunk,” I whisper to Candice who is staring at Trent. “It’s probably why he’s being like this,” I say when Trent does another shot and stands.

Drake comes in with a small plate of lemon wedges and salt. Candice, Drake and I do a shot and my face scrunches up from the acidy taste.

Trent chuckles, looking at me. “Come here.”

I stand up going to him. He is sitting on the floor near the coffee table, and I sit on his lap and his arms wrap around me.

“I’ve missed you,” he says, kissing my neck.

“I’ve missed you too,” I say in a small voice.

“You look and smell so good.” He trails his nose up and down my neck, inhaling me. “I love that you smell like apples.” He winks at me, causing me to blush. Apples is what he says my juices taste like.

I look to Candice and Drake and they are both looking at us. “I think we should head to the club.” I smile at him. “Before we give our friends a show.”

He presses his forehead to mine. His eyes looking deeply into mine. “Maybe they should get a show; they would get to see how much I want you, how much I need you.” He kisses my nose.

“You want our friends to watch us make out?” I shake my head at him.

“They have seen it plenty of times. I am sure Drake has heard us fuck behind closed doors.” I look to Drake and he is looking at his hands. “You guys wouldn’t mind if I kissed my girlfriend quickly before heading out?” he asks them.

“You don’t need to ask our permission to kiss your girl,” Drake says.

“Yeah, my girl,” Trent repeats, smiling at me.

“Like what Drake said: if you want to kiss your girlfriend, you can.”

I turn to Candice noticing her voice went a pitch higher at the end of her sentence, but I don’t get a chance to say anything as Trent takes hold of my face kissing me hard. He pulls me into him, kissing me hungrily. His hands glide down my arms, taking hold of my wrists and putting them around his neck. He pulls me in more, our bodies pressing against each other, and I grip onto his hair deepening the kiss.

I want to show him that I can be good, that all he has to do is tell me what he wants, and I will do it. I want him to sexually want me. I pull back, his eyes finding mine. They have got dark—dark promises he wants to make to me.

They go out like a light when we hear Candice clearing her throat. “Now that you two sucked face, can we go party?”

I stand up, Trent shaking his head before standing next to me. I face Drake, who once again won’t look at me, even though I thought I was finally getting somewhere with him.

I look at Candice giving her an apologetic look. “Sorry. I guess it got a little heated,” I say to both her and Drake.

“It looked hot, but if I wanted to watch couples make out I would do it at the club. Let’s go get our groove on.” She links her arm through mine, guiding me away from the guys as we go down the stairs. “Least you know he still wants you,” she whispers in my ear.

“Yeah, but he won’t have sex with me. If he doesn’t screw me by Monday, I am going to confront him. I am going to say fuck me or else,” I say matter of factually.

What is the point of having a boyfriend if you don’t get the goodies?

“Or else what?” she asks me.

“I haven’t got that far yet, but he needs to fuck me, that’s all I’m saying.”

She looks behind her then faces forward again. “I bet he will.”

“We will see,” I say. I spot our cab waiting that Candice pre-booked.

“I need the window seat,” Candice says when we are in front of the cab. “I don’t want to sit next to the driver, especially dressed like this.” She trails her hands down her body.

“I’ll get in the front,” Drake says opening the door and climbing in.

“Trent, you go in the middle as you have long legs.” Candice tells him.

I climb in with Trent right behind me then Candice. Trent has to open his legs on either side of us. He takes hold of my hand and I start to look out the window.

“Oh shit, Winter I forgot to tell you.” Candice leans over Trent’s legs. “You know Rita in my business class? She went and slept with her boyfriend’s brother.”

I open my mouth in shock. Rita was quiet and sweet, and she didn’t seem the type. “Holy shit, no?”





Trent


Both Winter and Candice lean over my legs, so they can talk between themselves about a girl cheating on her boyfriend with his brother. I am sure Candice waited to tell her this piece of gossip with me being present.

“Yeah. The boyfriend caught them at it, at the brother’s place. They were in the middle of the act, too,” Candice says leaning more towards Winter. It's then that I feel her hand squeezing my leg.

“Rita is sweet too. To do it with your boyfriend's brother.” Winter shakes her head. “I say men are the assholes, no offense sweetie,” she says to me before continuing, “but I guess women can be bitches too. They do say it’s always the quiet ones.”

“It will be all over school by tomorrow,” Candice says moving her body so her hand is closer to my thigh.