After the Ex Games (The Ex Games #4)(5)
Author: J.S. Cooper

I couldn’t stop myself and pushed her down onto the bed and onto her back so that I could be on top. I wanted to control the pace. I wanted her to stare at me as I made her come. I wanted her to memorize my face and the pleasure I gave her body. I wanted her to feel like being with me was the greatest and most memorable experience of her life. I needed her to always have me on her mind.

She gasped as I slowly pushed the tip of my c**k into her soaking pu**y. “Never forget how much I love you, Katie,” I whispered against her lips as I made slow, sweet love to her. She kissed me passionately and wrapped her legs around my waist while running her nails up and down my back.

“I love you too, Brandon!” she screamed against my mouth as I increased my pace and slammed into her.

I grabbed her hands and stared down into her eyes as I continued my rhythmic pumping. I stilled as I felt her exploding around me and fell down on her slightly as I felt myself coming inside of her. We gazed into each other’s eyes, and I felt like a part of my soul entered her in that moment. I rolled off of her and pulled her into my arms. We just lay there for a few seconds, breathing heavily and allowing our emotions to settle down.

“I never want to let you go,” I mumbled against her hair after a few minutes while I listened to her snore. I held her as tight as I could and closed my eyes, hoping that I could just stay in this moment forever. I knew that everything in my life was going to change tomorrow. I was going to go back to the private club and I had no idea what demons were waiting to greet me.

Chapter 3

Unknown

We watched as Brandon and Katie left Greyson’s office. I could see anger in Katie’s eyes as she strode out. She looked like someone who had just been told that a meteor was going to hit earth in twenty-four hours. It was the first time I’d seen her and I didn’t know how to feel. I wanted to hate her, but a part of me felt bad for her.

“Greyson always had a hidden heart.” Her voice sounded distant, even though she stood right next to me.

“Why do you think he lied? Do you really think he wanted to protect Brandon?”

“I don’t know and I don’t care.” She looked at me sharply and squeezed my arm tightly.

“I see.” I didn’t really, but I didn’t want to pry.

“I need to tell you something. They ruined me as well.” Her eyes were wide and hard, but I could see tears in the corners. “We are nothing to them. Nothing.”

“I don’t understand how men could be like that.”

“It’s all a game to them. It’s all a game.” She looked down for a second. “They don’t care who they break and discard.”

“What happened to you?” I asked softly, not knowing if I really wanted to hear. It was all becoming too much. The truth was breaking my heart in two and I no longer knew who I was.

“I loved him, you know.”

“Brandon?”

She looked at me unseeingly and didn’t respond.

“Greyson?” I asked, seeing if his name would make her respond. “Was it Brandon or Greyson that you loved?”

She looked up at me then and stared into my eyes with so much pain and heartbreak that I could almost feel her sadness in the pit of my stomach. “What does it matter? I was disposable to both of them.”

“I’m sorry.” I bite down on my lip, feeling my heart go out to her. I knew what it was like to be heartbroken.

“I went to his room one night.” She looked at me bleakly. “He was asleep. The lights were out. I kissed him. He rolled over and kissed me back. He was full of passion. Eager even in his sleep. I felt his hands touching me. I touched his naked body. It felt different, but the same. I pulled off my clothes quickly, eagerly. He rolled me onto my back and then he entered me. I knew right away that it wasn’t him. But I didn’t stop. It just felt too good to stop.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say. All I wanted to know was if it was Greyson or Brandon she was talking about.

“So we continued to make love and then he came and rolled over,” she continued. “I reached over and turned on the lamp. And I’d been right. It wasn’t him.”

“Who was it?” I gasped, wondering who she was talking about. Who was the one she’d hoped she’d been with?

“He looked at me in surprise, as if he hadn’t known it was me. I don’t know if he really cared who it was. I stared at him, pretending to be shocked, though I wasn’t. Not really. He told me to leave then. We never spoke about it again, but that night ruined my life. It ruined everything.”

“I don’t really follow.” I tried to keep my voice light, but I was frustrated.

“I just want you to know why I hate them as well.” She ran her hands through her hair. “I want you to know why you must bring them down.”

“I don’t know if I can do this.” My voice cracked and I rubbed my forehead.

“You can do it. They lied to you. They played you. There’s no way you can let them ride off into the sunset without a care in the world.”

“I don’t know how.”

“I know.” She smiled then, a wide, evil smile. “I know the weak link in the chain. All you have to do is start pulling. Trust me. Once you start, it’s all going to fall apart. They will be done. They will know what it feels like to be as empty and alone as we are.”

I stared at her then and thought about what she had said. I knew who the weak link in the chain was as well. The only problem was that I had a feeling I’d be just as bad as they were if I went after them. That was my dilemma, and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.

Part II

Chapter 4

Greyson

I should have felt like the happiest man in the world. The woman I was falling in love with—or was already in love with—felt the same way about me. My heart was still buzzing from remembering the previous evening. The way she’d kissed me and stared at me. It was something I’d never experienced before. It had felt strange, but wonderful. Holding her in my arms had felt like I’d won something, but I knew that the games hadn’t even begun.

Coming to my office this morning and seeing Brandon waiting inside for me had stopped my heart. I’d thought it was all over then, but it was more guilt that had him in my office. He was worried that Katie was going to start questioning him over what had happened in the office the day before. He was worried that he was still being dishonest. He was worried that everything was going to blow up in his face, and I didn’t blame him. I was worried about the same thing.