Gold (All that Glitters #2)(31)

She nodded and rocked her hips up to meet him. He slipped easily into her, and she dropped her head back.

Shit. She stretched like a glove around him.

“Fuck,” she groaned.

“You feel so f*cking good,” he bit out.

“Yeah.”

That was all she managed to say before he reared back and thrust into her. Her legs shook with the effort. She felt like lava was coating her veins, reaching out from her center, to spread through her body all the way to her fingers and toes. Sweat beaded on her forehead as their bodies met in time over and over again.

Why have I ever kept myself from this? It was utter perfection.

He captured her lips in a searing kiss, and she threaded her fingers through his hair. She couldn’t hold out any longer. Her body exploded, and she screamed out loud enough that if they’d been anywhere else, she might have awoken the neighbors. He came right after her, grunting, before collapsing into a heap.

She had rendered him speechless. He breathed heavily and kissed her. All of her scheming had been worth this moment. It was pure bliss. She felt content, almost happy. It had been a while since she had gotten close to that.

“I’M NOT READY TO LEAVE,” Stacia whined. She plopped her empty coffee cup down on its saucer and sighed dramatically. “I can’t believe first semester is already over.”

“Me either,” Bryna agreed.

“It went by so fast,” Trihn said.

“At least I’ll see you in Miami for New Year’s Eve,” Stacia said.

LV State had won the conference championship in San Francisco last weekend, and that meant they would be going to the play-offs. Bryna had spent the past week in her final exams, and now, they were all waiting on grades before starting Christmas break.

Trihn bounced up and down. “I am so excited that I got a ticket to the game! I can’t wait to celebrate our win and bring in the New Year with you girls.”

“We’ll sneak you onto the field,” Stacia promised. She gave Bryna her best pouty face. “Are you sure you don’t want to come and stay at my parents’ house for break? I know my dad is the USC coach and still pretty pissy about their loss, but we could own the city!”

The last place Bryna wanted to be was L.A. for Christmas. She officially hated Christmas and didn’t even want to see her family. After the disaster that was Thanksgiving, she couldn’t brave her once favorite holiday for a stepfamily sham.

“Thanks, but no. I’ll be fine here.”

“What about Brooklyn?” Trihn offered. “Snow. Ice-skating. Shopping.”

“Pass. I had enough snow while skiing with Hugh.”

“Who isn’t such a stranger anymore, huh?” Stacia nudged Bryna’s arm.

Bryna winked. “Definitely not a stranger.”

“So, why aren’t you spending break with him?” Trihn asked.

She just shrugged. The thing was complicated with Hugh. She assumed he was spending the holidays with his wife—even though he hadn’t said that, of course.

“He’s swamped with work. Resort season around the holidays is packed until after New Year’s, so we’re not planning to get together until then.”

“Oh, well, at least you’ll have the football guys to keep you company,” Stacia said. She giggled at the end, and that made it perfectly clear what kind of company she thought Bryna was going to be keeping.

“What about the football players?”

“Didn’t you hear? Coach Galloway said they all had to stay here during break to practice. I think a lot of parents are flying into town to celebrate the holidays with the guys since they can’t leave,” Stacia explained.

“That’s bullshit!” Trihn cried.

“For real,” Bryna said. “Can they do that?”

“I don’t know, but they are,” Stacia said

“Huh. If I get bored, maybe I’ll call Andrew up and see if he’s forgiven me yet.” Bryna laughed lightly at the absurdity of it all.

She knew Andrew was sleeping with other people, but then again, so was she. Maybe if he realized they had just been f*cking, then they could make this work again.

“You have a death wish.” Trihn shook her head.

“Yes,” Bryna agreed with that. “Anyway, I won’t be bored. Vegas is never boring.”

She was wrong.

She was so bored over break. With her friends gone for only a week, she found herself bored out of her mind. Between everyone at school leaving, Hugh being swamped with work, and her refusal to see her family—especially since Pace was planning to move in right after New Year’s—she didn’t have much to do. She had thought Vegas could never be boring, but it was all tourist shit, and the flood of tourists drove her mad. She could only see so many proposals, bachelor and bachelorette parties, and weddings before feeling sick.

The Saturday before Christmas, she decided she couldn’t stay in any longer. She needed some outside civilization. Donning a pair of ripped tight jeans, a deep-red sheer top, and her leather jacket, she went to Posse, hoping Maya would be working.

When Bryna entered the building, her mouth nearly dropped open. It was dead. The club where they spent all their time during the school year was basically empty. It made sense that if there weren’t students on campus, then it wouldn’t be as packed.