Wanting Winter(50)

I stand up looking at him angrily. “It has been hell for you? What torture it must have been, you fucking my best friend. It must have been agony. It’s me who has been in hell Trent, I am the one who got stabbed in the back,” I shout at him.

He stands in front of me. “I know, I just mean, I miss you so much. The whole time I was with Candice, I kept thinking about you.”

I start to laugh. “That is what? Meant to make me feel better. You didn’t just cheat on me, you cheated on me with the only person I was close to.”

“I know. Tell me you feel nothing for me at all and I swear I will walk out that door and leave you alone for the rest of your life, but if there is a small part of you that misses me, that still likes me, I will keep trying. I will prove to you that I can be the man you deserve.”

I look at him angrily. “You want to be with me even though I just fucked your best friend not that long ago? How do you know that we are not together?”

“He told me that you two aren’t. I don’t care that you slept with him. I deserve to feel the same hurt you felt, even though it is tiny in comparison.”

I feel a little hurt that Drake told him that we aren’t together. It just means he doesn’t want to, or he would have told him so.

“I also slept with Joshua tonight,” I blurt out.

Anger fills his eyes.

“Still want to be with me?”

“Yes,” he answers.

“Even though their dicks have marked me? Been inside me?”

“Yes,” he says, trying to say it calmly, but I know it is bothering him.

“I don’t know who is more fucked up. You or me.” I shake my head. I am about to turn away when he pulls me into him, gripping my arms, his lips landing on mine in a hungry kiss that electrifies my whole body. I shrug out of his touch, wrapping my arms around his neck, arching my body into his with that feeling shooting through my whole body.

I’ve miss kissing him so much.

I quickly pull away, stepping back, both of us panting. His eyes are hooded, looking at me like he wants to fuck me against this wall behind me.

“I need time to think,” I tell him.

He nods agreeing. “I can give you that, but know that I will win you back. There is something strong between us and you can’t deny that. Nothing you can do will stop me from wanting you,” he says before leaving.

I press my hand against my chest to feel my heart beating a million times a minute.

Fuck.

How did I get myself into this position?

Joshua and Trent have made it clear that they want me. I have given the impression to Joshua that I will sleep with him again. Drake though, I don’t even know where I stand with him, but I know I want him.

I want all three of them.

Joshua was a dick.

Trent is a dick.

Drake has been a friend.

Shit.

I walk to the kitchen to get myself a bottle of wine and am heading back to the living room when there is another knock on the door. I swear if it’s another guy confessing his feelings for me I will jump out my window.

Opening the door, I look confused at the person standing in my doorway—wondering what he’s doing here—when I see him swinging his arm back and feel him backhand me across the face causing me to the fall to the ground. I look up in shock, my hand going to my face, feeling the heat radiating from it. Looking into the eyes of so much anger, I start to feel a little scared. I scream out when he kicks me in the stomach. I go into the fetal position to ease the agonizing pain. “Why are you doing this?” I cry.

He leans down so we are face to face. “You had to become the new whore in town. You know how much I liked you. I told you I was going to change your mind, and I guess this is the only way I’m going to do it.”

I feel another slap across my face. “I am going to treat you like the queen you are. The Ice Queen.”

“This isn’t you,” I say with a shaky voice.

“How would you know? People change. Just like you have. In a couple of weeks, you have changed into another whore—another slapper—opening your legs to anyone who says a few nice words to you,” he laughs. “But you wouldn’t sleep with me, would you?”

“Patrick, please,” I beg him.

“I am going to rectify that, right now. Not fair for these assholes to get a taste of you when I can’t. Me: the one who has been your friend, been at your side, looking after you for the last few years and now these guys come into your life and you just what? Push me aside? I don’t think so. I am going to get what I deserve.” He kneels down pulling me towards him.

“Please don’t do this.” I try to pull away but my whole body is in so much pain that I can hardly move.

“You are going to enjoy this, Winter, I promise you that.” He lifts my dress and he smirks when he sees I’m not wearing any underwear.

I sob out.

“You are a dirty slut, aren’t you?” He hands glide up my legs.

“Someone help me,” I scream out.

I almost see stars when I feel a shooting pain across my head.

“Scream again, I dare you,” he says, angrily.

“Stop,” I barely get out.

“Your pussy looks so good.” He leans down, and I feel his tongue go between my folds.

I try to tuck my body away from him, but he holds me down. I feel his tongue go to my clit, sucking hard.