Flirting With Chaos (12 page)

I bet those are the shades T-Bone gave me for my birthday.
I just had a hunch. “Are those my glasses?”

“They were in wrapping paper.” Sun reflected off of the dark glasses. His face tilted in my direction. “So, you’re going to do it?”

“What?” I opened the front passenger side and climbed in.

“Give him your virginity.”

I groaned. “I think the best part of getting this virginity thing over with is that I won’t have to hear you bring it up anymore.”

He laughed for a minute.

The car swayed from side to side a little. I figured it was Jude getting off of the hood, but he stayed there with his gaze glued to the sky. I glanced over to the back seat.

Kaden grunted.

What the hell?

Vicky’s head was positioned in his lap. It moved up and down. Her red head whipped back and forth as she worked her mouth. He fisted her hair in his hands and pushed her down some more. Choking sounds ensued. She moved faster.

The car rocked. I should have turned away. I didn’t. My body already throbbed in need from Jude’s lips and fingers. I kept telling myself to turn around, that it was weird to watch, and what would Kaden think. I peeked at his face for a few seconds, and what I saw froze me in my seat. He’d taken the glasses off, as if he wanted me to know that all of his attention was centered on me. He licked his lips and my nipples tingled. I spun around, not really sure what else to do. I looked at Jude. Snores rumbled from his chest as it slowly rose and fell.

Of all the times to fall asleep, this is definitely not one of them. What the hell did he smoke to make him pass out like that in seconds?

Kaden groaned. “Yeah. Right there. Suck it harder.”

My whole body was set on fire. I couldn’t decide if the heat came from desire or straight up embarrassment. I curled my toes. My panties moistened and my jeans felt wet.

How sick am I?

“Oh fuck.” He grunted again. “I’m close, sweetheart. Don’t stop.”

I should jump out and go…anywhere. Wake up, Jude. If I just get out quickly, will it even be a big deal? But then what would I say when I come back?

Either way, the situation balanced on the edge of unpleasant and uncomfortable. I set my hands in my lap. Kaden released deep, guttural moans. The urge to touch myself itched in my fingertips, but I couldn’t. What the hell would he think, or Vicky, or especially Jude, if he woke up and saw me finger-banging myself to his father’s moaning?

What is wrong with me? Is it odd to get turned on by the sound of sex right next to me? How the hell could anybody not be turned on?

The car’s rocking sped up.

“Fuck yeah!” he roared. “Take it all. God damn you!”

I closed my eyes, happy that they were almost done.

Vicky giggled. Movement rustled behind me.

I tapped my toe on the leather floor mat.
I’ll give them a minute or so and then I’m waking up Jude so we can go. I’ll just have to convince him to let me drive.

Vicky coughed and made a big show of spitting over the edge of the car, which made me uncomfortable. Or maybe I was just disgusted by her giving a public blow job, or by Kaden watching me the whole time, or by my own fit of voyeurism.

Chapter 9

Indecent Proposal

W
HEN
I D
ECIDED
enough time had passed, I fumbled with the door handle and escaped.

“Wait, Rainbow.” The sound of Kaden zipping up his jeans sounded behind me.

“I’m waking up Jude.” I made sure to not turn back around and see him doing anything else.

“Let him sleep. I’ll call us all a cab. Just chill out, Rainbow.”

How can he call me Rainbow after he just had his dick out? No wonder Jude is always stepping over people’s boundaries. He never learned them from his dad.

“Okay. Just yell for me when the cab comes. I’m going to take a walk over…there.” I hurried off.

A car door banged. “Rainbow.”

Oh God. If he thinks we’re going to talk like regular people, seconds after he came, then he’s dead wrong. At least give me a few minutes to get over the uneasiness of it.

“Rainbow?”

“Yes.” I continued moving forward.

“Hold up.”

“Why?”

He captured my arm. “Come on, give me a minute.”

I gestured to his hold on me. “Seriously? You don’t find this weird at all?”

“Me grabbing your arm, or shooting a load into Vicky’s mouth in front of you?”

“Oh God! Let go of me.”

“I’m sorry. Should I have said something more romantic?” He let me go and followed me as I rushed off.

“I’d rather you give me a few minutes to process what just happened.” Sand skittered under my feet as I marched toward the shoreline. Cool water washed over my toes. Being this close to the water gave me the opportunity to lose myself in watching the sea. And that’s what I hoped to do—escape beneath the waves and forget what had just happened.

After a minute of silence, Kaden broke it. “You’re so dramatic.”

I ignored him.

“You have your legs wide open, close to being taken by my son on the hood of his car, right in front of me—”

“I didn’t know you were behind me.”

“Sure you didn’t.”

I ceased from walking. “Are you trying to say I did?”

“Fine, you didn’t.” He placed his glasses over his eyes.
My
glasses.

“I didn’t know you were behind me!”

“Okay. Okay.” He raised his hands in the air. “But you have to admit that you stared at me while Vicky sucked me off.”

I glared at him.

“Just admit it and I’ll leave you alone.”

“I kind of looked for a minute,” I muttered.

“What was that?” He cupped his ear and leaned my way. “I can’t hear you, Rainbow.”

“Yes. I watched, and stop calling me Rainbow while we discuss you and blow jobs.” The more I walked, the deeper my feet sank into the sand, and water pooled around my feet. It soaked the bottom of my jeans.

“I bet it made you wet.”

I flinched like he’d slapped me. “When I got into the car, why didn’t you stop?”

“Stop what?” He quirked his eyebrows. “I hope you don’t mean stop getting a blow job. It’s damn near impossible when she’d been sucking on me for that long.”

Disgusting.

“Why didn’t you stop looking?” he asked.

Because I was horny and you’re hot and most women’s fantasy, including mine. And clearly I’m just as sick and perverted as you. Anybody with an ounce of decency would have fled from the car, right?

“For the record, watching Vicky give you a blow job was not tantalizing at all. It was sort of like seeing a stray male dog humping a female one and getting his penis stuck in her. You know you should look away, but you just stare all the same.”

“You’re full of it. Give me the real reason.”

I sighed. “I don’t know why. And I did look away.”

“Eventually.” He chuckled to himself.

I stopped. “Jude’s right. You have to pick the role you want in people’s lives. You did this big declaration on how you wanted to be my friend, and now it sounds like you’re trying to hook up with me.”

“Oh, I get a role with you now? I’ve been trying to be in your life for years, and you avoid me like I’m some old, degenerate nutcase.”

“Well, you’re not old, but the jury is out on you being a degenerate nutcase.”

“You’re not funny.” He stepped closer to me. “So, you’re saying that getting a blow job in front of you was unusual?”

“You know it is or you wouldn’t be out here talking to me right now.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “And you were looking at me while you were getting it.”

“Because you were watching me. I’m only a man, after all. Vicky’s lips were wrapped tight around my cock. I’d already heard you moaning with Jude then you brought your sweet little innocent ass in the car and stared right at me like you wanted to join the fun.”

I edged away. “I didn’t.”

He pressed his lips into a straight line.

“Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t. You’re my dad’s friend.” I snapped my fingers next to him like I was trying to wake him up. “Remember? That would be seriously twisted. And Jude would go bananas.”

“Would he?”

I didn’t really know. Jude and his father had a strange relationship, one with few limits and definitions. I assumed he wouldn’t have liked me sleeping with his dad due to the way he’d reacted about Kaden hitting my behind. But, Jude relished being my protector. He could’ve just been trying to save me from one of his dad’s advances.

“I have no idea how Jude would feel about us messing around.” I pushed a seashell away with my toe. “Not that I would ever need to find that out.”

“Well, maybe he would.” Kaden shrugged. “He thinks you’re more innocent than you actually are.”

“Oh, really? More innocent than I actually am? You really have me all defined, don’t you? Since I’m such a slut.” I stormed off. My hair blew and rose in the wind. My Oscar the Grouch T-shirt waved against my skin.

“No. You’re not a slut, but you’re not a nun either.”

“I never claimed to be, Uncle Kaden.” I spat the last two words at him and glanced over my shoulder. The car was far away and appeared small from where we were walking. Vicky had climbed out and was studying us as we argued.

“You’re no longer allowed to call me Uncle.”

“Is that due to the freaky blow job?”

“That and your moaning, and maybe other things.” His gaze traveled down my body. “Like your strutting around me half-naked.”

“That dress wasn’t for you, so it doesn’t count.”

“Doesn’t matter. You’ve been sauntering in front of me with that ripe body, just waiting to be…”

I peered at him. “You might as well finish. You’ve already hit the record for boundary pushing today.”

“You’re not innocent of anything either, Rainbow.” He caught my arm and spun me around. “Your best bet this summer is to stay away from Jude and me. You’re playing around with fire, and the only person that’s going to be burned is you.”

“I’ve known Jude all of my life. He won’t hurt me. And you obviously must be high and drunk. It’s one thing to finish off a blow job behind me, but it’s an entirely sicker thing to openly state that you want to hook up with me.”

“Hook up with you?” He chuckled. “Rainbow? I’d spread you wide open and consume your soul. You’d have nothing left to give to another man.”

Curiosity coursed through my veins. I battled with not getting excited. It was wrong for me to be interested in him or what he said.
How pitiful have I become?
Kaden hit me hard with the truth. I was flirting with disaster and seeing just how far I could go without being destroyed in the process.

“Look at that face.” He grinned. “You’re considering it all, aren’t you?”

“No.”

“It’s sad to see you try to deceive yourself, because you’re definitely not deceiving me.”

“So, is this what you meant last night when you were cooking for me and talking about Dad? Is this your definition of being in my life?”

He looked away. “Clearly, things aren’t the same.”

An exasperated breath left my lips. “What the hell happened from then to now that would cause such a huge change from Dad’s crazy friend to creepy old guy trying to sleep with me?”

He smirked. “Creepy old guy?”

He stepped close to me. His stiff chest pressed against my hard nipples, setting off a rush of hormones which were begging me to take my shirt off and do more than just touch. He inhaled and groaned. “Shouldn’t you be backing away from the creepy old guy?”

I swallowed and inched back.

“I won’t lie to you. When I opened the door last night, my dick surged. I hadn’t been that hard in years. I thought God had blessed me with a new adventure. But then you spoke, and I recognized that voice as my little Rainbow, so I ordered my dick back down and tried my best to shift into the guy I should be.” He moved forward so that we slid against each other again. “Then I discovered you’re a virgin, and the hottest things ran through my head. Still, I tried to leave it alone. You walked around in that tight dress—”

“I’m…going back to the car.”

He caught me and pulled me back, encasing me in his arms. “No. You asked me why I desire you now, so let me tell you.”

“I don’t want to know.”

“Because it’s not proper?” He imitated an old English accent.

I shoved him away. “Yes. This is improper on so many levels. I don’t have time to list them out.”

“But the problem here, Rainbow, is that you would let me fuck you if we were alone and no one could see you being so bad. You would happily bend over and show me that sweet little pussy and let me lick it, wouldn’t you?”