Chandin Whitten - Beautiful Misery

Turning back to me he ran his hands through his hair. I could see his biceps flexing as he paced. "Fuck! I can't do this. Not with you, not here."

Confused and a little pissed I asked, "What? What the hell is wrong with me? You're the one that drug me back here not even two minutes ago!"

Gritting his teeth Gage closed his eyes and bit out, "Cobie you should go because I can't fucking walk away from you. You smell like fucking heaven and look like a God damn Victoria's Secret angel."

Stepping up to him so I was flush against him, I put both my arms around his neck and whispered, "Gage, I want you and I'm not going anywhere."

His deep midnight blue eyes searched my chestnut brown eyes.

I wanted him to kiss me with every nerve, every fiber, and every molecule of my being.

Sighing he bit his bottom lip. "But you're my best friend’s sister. I shouldn't...I can't do this."

Kissing up his strong jaw I said, "I want you and I always get what I want.”

Gage groaned.

“Shh.” I placed a finger over his lips. “I just want you for one night. Just one night, Gage, that's it. Then we go on with our lives like usual."

Gage ran his hands through my hair, stopping at my nape. He jerked my head up, capturing my mouth with his. Gage walked me backwards until I felt the hard desk hitting the back of my thighs.

I raised myself onto the desk, sitting and opening my legs for Gage to stand between them.

Gage let go of my head and used his hands to unbutton his jeans, letting them and his boxers fall to the floor. “Cobie, you sure about this?” Gage asked as he pulled back to look me in the eyes.

“Yes, Gage. I want you. I have since I met you the first time.” I took his erection in my hand and ran it up and down. The strangled moan that came from Gage was all I needed to hear to let me know he wanted me just as bad.

Gage pushed the bottom of my dress up revealing my tiny little panties. Using his thumb he shoved my panties to the side and dropped to his knees. “Just one night, baby. That’s it. After this we walk away like nothing. This is just sex, no strings. Got it.”

I nodded.

Holy fucking shit. I haven’t been a virgin for a good three years but I have never had this done. The moment I felt Gage’s warm tongue touching my pussy my back was arching and my hands were in his hair.

Gage used his tongue to tease my clit as he slowly slid one finger inside me, moving it in and out. Leaning back on the desk so I was laying down I bit down on my fist to keep from crying out. We were only a few feet from a room full of drunk people. That was the last thing I needed, some drunktard walking in on some guy shoving his face in my vagina.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore Gage removed his fingers and his face from my ladybits. Standing, he used the back of his hand and wiped across his mouth. Stepping a little closer I felt his dick twitch just as it brushed my pussy.

Gage looked almost in pain for a moment before smiling down at me. “I need your legs a little wider baby.”

Doing what he asked I spread my legs as much as I could. Gage placed his hands on the tops of my thighs just as he slid into me. “What the fuck? Are you a virgin?” Gage asked, accusingly.

Shaking my head I answered, “No. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex.” So I lied, it had only been a few weeks but I didn’t want Gage thinking I was some cheap hoe.

Keeping with a steady pace Gage was slowly building me up. I could feel that stir in the bottom of my belly heating up. “You look fuckin’ edible right now.”

Smirking I said, “I think you’ve already done that.”

Gage placed his thumb and pointer finger on my clit, rolling in circles. “Are you being a smartass? Cobie, I like this dirty side of you.”

Unable to answer I only smiled. Once Gage started moving faster it didn’t take long to get me to the edge. Gage grabbed my hips as he slammed into me, over and over. Gripping onto the edge of the desk I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Gage! Oh God!”

As I was coming back down from my Gage induced high I felt his body tense before he ground out, “Fuck, Cobie.”

Gage leaned over top of me and kissed my forehead. Leaning back up, he moved my panties back into place. I took a few deep breaths before sliding off the desk and smoothing my dress out.

Gage took a few steps back as he pulled his boxers and pants up. He buttoned his jeans and ran his hands over his shirt. The moonlight shining in was casting a shadow across his face making him look like walking sin. Which he was. He was walking sin and I fell right into his trap. Gage looked up at me, watching closely.

He looked good post sex. I was sure I looked like a wreck.

“Do you know how beautiful you are Cobie? Or how wrong I was to just fuck you?”

Pursing my lips I took a few short breaths. “Gage it was no big deal. It’s not like either of us want anything out of it. It was a one-time thing. Stop worrying about it.”

Gage nodded and turned away from me, looking out the window. I could still see his side profile in the shadows. He looked broken. I could see the moons reflection bouncing off the ocean and the waves crashing on the shore. It looked magical.

I could see the concern and what looked like hurt on Gage’s face. “Ok, well I’m going to go. I told Jenna I would go with her in the morning to get everything for Evie’s birthday.”

Gage didn’t say anything.

Opening the door I paused just before I shut it behind me and I swore I heard Gage tell me he was sorry. Walking down the hall I felt reality crashing down on me. I just used Gage to get back at Bray. What kind of person does that?

“Fuck!” I yelled, banging my head on the wall. I hadn’t taken my birth control since I hooked up with Bray. Pulling my phone out of my purse I went to the calendar application. Counting the days I let out the breath I had been holding. Thank God, I wasn’t ovulating.

No more revenge fucks for me. I wasn’t that kind of person.

Walking quickly to the bar I grabbed an empty stool and waited for the bartender.

“What can I get you?” The cute bartender asked.

“Shots. Lots and lots of shots.”

Laughing, she said, “We talking hard shit or something pink and girly?”

Looking back at the door I had just walked out of I said, “Hardest shit you got.”

Raising her eyebrows she grabbed a shot glass and a bottle of tequila. “Guessing you’re having men problems?”

Huffing I replied, “Fuck ‘em. No wait, that’s my problem. I can’t stop doin’ that.” Reaching for the filled shot glass I looked at the bartender. “And now you think I’m a whore, awesome.”

Smiling she said, “Honey, I can’t judge you. I got pregnant in high school, my family disowned me, my baby’s father was killed in Iraq and his family hates me.”

Swallowing the liquid I shoved the glass back to her and said, “Here, maybe you need a shot too. By the way, my name is Cobie. Not that that is important.”

Filling the glass she slid it back to me. “Drink up, this ones on me. And my name is Annie.”

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Forcing my eyes open I grabbed my phone. What the hell? What time was it?

8:00 A.M. my phone was blinking at me. Dragging my butt out of bed I tossed my suitcase onto the bed. I was still sore and being sore made me think of Gage. I shouldn’t be thinking of him. He was just for one night. I blame the tequila. Stupid alcohol.

Coffee. I needed coffee. That would make everything better.

Shuffling around the bed, thankfully I looked in the mirror. I looked like a zombie that had been mauled by another zombie. First, I needed to shower. Then coffee.