Discipline (24 page)

“That is adorable, Ade, you’re being modest
for me right now. Because we haven’t peed in front of each other at
a thousand bars before and I haven’t had to throw your wasted self
in the shower and then put your pajamas on for you a thousand times
before.”

Adriana peered over her shoulder, flashing
me a sassy look. “Well damn, I was trying to be modest for you
considering how you flipped out when I said in front of Aaron that
we made out. Which we
did
, at Linh’s lingerie party.”

I laughed, recalling that first night.
“Well.” I stumbled slightly as I neatly laid out my bra and panties
on the floor before me. “That was when he was still just my former
English teacher. We know each other a little better than that now,
so I don’t mind if he knows about my history of making out with you
when I’m hammered.”

“Nor should you,” Adriana sniffed, tossing
her bikini top aside, her back still faced to me as she reached
around it to put on the lace bra. It was quiet for a moment as I
struggled to snap my own behind my back and in the silence, I could
faintly hear the goings on of the downstairs. Smirking, I made out
the boisterous sound of Mike’s playfully impatient voice, and a few
words about whether or not “your girlfriend is ready yet,” more
than likely directed at Aaron.

Wiggling out of my bikini bottom, I quickly
snatched up my panties and pulled them on, keeping my eyes on the
ground since I knew Adriana was doing the same a few yards in front
of me. I wasn’t sure why we were suddenly playing the modesty game,
especially considering our drunken states, but whatever the reason,
it amused me.

“Ready?” she asked as I reached to unwind my
hair from its topknot. We burst out laughing when she turned
around, confirming our suspicions that we were indeed wearing the
same exact set of lingerie. “I’ll kill you,” she murmured as she
came closer. “Do you look
better
than me in this?”

Sipping again from the Ketel, I gazed at
Adriana’s deeper tan and tighter abs, along with her much more
plentiful cleavage. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”

Adriana rounded me to take a look at the
view of my backside. “I think so. Asshole.”

I laughed, and just as she began pinching my
waist with her fingers and spouting off again about my ass-to-waist
ratio, I heard footsteps in the hallway. Freezing, my ears perked
to the sound, freakishly recognizing those footsteps since I’d come
to memorize every delectable thing about him.

“
Whoa
.”

Aaron immediately shielded his eyes when he
swung open the door.

“Oop!” Adriana squeaked, squeezing my body
instinctively with surprise. Still frozen, I couldn’t help the
giggle that crept upon my lips, the one threatening to spill as
Aaron somewhat stammered through a shocked, muffled explanation
behind his hand, something about assuming Adriana to be in her own
room. I unabashedly checked him out, starting to laugh as I felt
Adriana’s body shake as she did so too.

Slowly, Aaron took his hand away from his
face, his eyes going from narrow and quizzical to wide with awe as
he allowed himself a good look at us, to fully soak in the image
before him. It had to be as initially confusing as it was erotic:
two girls in the room he slept in at night, entwined and wearing
the same exact set of white lingerie. He shook his head, a sexy
smirk forming despite his visible disbelief.

“What… was going on here?”

Adriana didn’t miss a beat. “Just checking
out your girl’s ass. Sorry.”

Aaron watched as she ran her hands down the
sides of my hips, hooking her fingers into the tops of my panties.
“Can’t blame you,” he said slowly, his smile hesitant as he cocked
an inquisitive eyebrow at me. I answered his silent question by
holding the bottle of vodka out to him.

“Take it.”

He was still for a second before obliging,
taking a few steps forward but stopping when I interrupted him.

“Close the door behind you first.”

His mouth parted as he tilted his head
slightly upward, his expression now one of full understanding.

“Sure,” he said as he turned around to close
the door. I could hear the grin in his voice.

Adriana’s giggle was in my ear as I watched
him turn the lock. “This is happening?” she asked, entwining her
fingers with mine. I took a swig from the bottle.

“Why not?” It was just about my last night
with Aaron. I might as well make it count. Eyelids heavy, I watched
as he strode over to us, touching the opening of the bottle to his
lips once he got close. He obliged me, taking a drink. I passed the
bottle back to Adriana when he finished. “Let’s give you a last
hurrah before you have to be Mr. Cole again.”

“Nina…” Aaron shook his head, trying to
fight the visible arousal that made him drag his lower lip between
his teeth. I remembered this look on him. “Baby,” he murmured, his
voice low and velvety. The word sounded like a warm caress coming
from his lips. “Come on. You’ve had a lot to drink. You don’t have
to give me any sort of — ”

“Shut up.” I forced myself to glare at him,
to show him that I meant business. “Don’t be a gentleman right now.
You have the entire school year to be a gentleman.” I grabbed a
hold of him by a handful of his shirt, pulling him close. “Finish
the summer with me. In a way you’ll remember.”

Ever the wingwoman, Adriana helped me appeal
to Aaron, sliding one slender hand up my bare torso as the other
pulled down the right strap of my bra. Eyes fixed on his, I covered
her hand with mine, guiding it further and further down until my
breast was exposed.

“Okay?” I asked him, letting my neck roll to
the side as Adriana’s lips began brushing along its length.

He surrendered easily to me, his gaze
quickly sleepy and full of lust as he nodded.

Taking his hand, I guided him to the edge of
the bed. Once he was seated, I reached for Adriana, bringing her
close so that we stood facing one another in front of Aaron.
Hooking my finger in the space between the cups of her bra, I
pulled her in for a soft kiss. I heard Aaron’s audible pleasure as
I opened my mouth for her tongue, all the while reaching around her
back to undo her clasp. I sucked lightly on her lower lip as I
unhooked her bra, pulling it to the front so she could let it slide
off of her arms and onto the floor. As the lacy material fell to my
feet, I felt Adriana’s hands guide mine to her naked chest, her
fingers wrapping mine around her full breasts. Pulling away from
her kiss, I turned my eyes to Aaron as I let her undo my bra, my
fingers squeezing her lightly as she did so.

I grinned at the sight of Aaron’s dropped
jaw, his ragged breathing making his chest heave as his gaze
interchanged between my full hands and my expression of mischief.
He looked lost in his arousal, ready to spiral out of control the
moment Adriana whipped my bra off, her hands on my breasts as she
pushed my body backwards into Aaron’s so that I sat in his lap as
she straddled mine, kissing me deeply.

“Fucking Christ,” Aaron breathed hard,
putting his hands over Adriana’s and tightening her grip around my
breasts. He kissed the back of my neck, drawing his warm tongue
across it, sucking on my skin as my hips swiveled on top of him,
rubbing circles against his rock hard cock. Moaning into Adriana’s
mouth, I took one of Aaron’s hands from atop hers, bringing it down
to my lap and slipping it into my panties.

~

Stretching, I opened my eyes to a dark room.
I registered the warmth of Aaron’s body nestled behind mine before
I glanced at the clock — 4:28AM.

“Baby.” His low murmur came from behind me
as we both rustled under the sheets of the bed. I blinked at the
bottle of Absolut on the nightstand, then at my white lingerie set
strewn across the floor. His white button up lay just a couple feet
beside my bra.

“Oh…
God
,” I half-laughed,
half-moaned, my head throbbing as I recalled our night. Aaron had
still been fully clothed by the time Adriana excused herself from
our room. Harry had come knocking, starved for dinner when she
decided to leave us alone together, grabbing a pillow to cover
herself before hopping out the door. She’d been gone for less than
a second before Aaron turned me onto my back on the mattress,
pinning my hands above my head and kissing me hard before reaching
into my bag for a condom.

But once it was on, the sex that followed
was nothing like its foreplay. It was soft, sweet, our lips never
once leaving one another’s. I’d been every bit convinced as he
kissed me that we were sinking into the sheets, into the bed,
spiraling into another world completely. The calling, teasing
voices outside had gone from faraway to nonexistent as his fingers
intertwined with mine above my head, his free arm wrapped below my
arched back as his body thrust gently inside of me.

The memory of dozing off directly afterwards
was faint, but I could recall our tired bodies taking just a few
moments to catch our breaths before immediately forming the cozy,
nestling position we found ourselves in now, and then falling
asleep. That had to be around six hours ago.

Aaron’s breath tickled the back of my neck
as we lay awake now, his soft lips dotting my skin with kisses
every couple of seconds.

“Are you up now?” I whispered.

“Yes.” He kissed my shoulder, quiet for a
little. “Want to go for a drive?”

I blinked. “Okay.”

The sky still dark, we slipped out of the
house. Though I held my hand out only playfully, Aaron handed me
the keys to the Jeep. And so for the first time in three years, I
drove.

Parked right in front of the glistening
water, I sat on the hood of the car, my legs wrapped around Aaron’s
torso as he leaned against the bumper in front of me. The silence
felt calming, sweet. My head still a little foggy, I managed to
relax, to enjoy nothing but the sound of crashing waves and the
feeling of Aaron’s hands clasped around mine as my arms draped over
his broad shoulders.

When he turned his head, I leaned over,
waiting to listen to him speak. But instead of speaking, he kissed
my lips.

“You are my fantasy, Nina,” he murmured.
Turning to face me, he held the backs of my knees. “And it’s not
because you fulfilled every one I ever had this summer. And more.”
I smiled, playing with the soft fabric of his white V-neck, letting
him wrap my legs around him once again, crossing them at the
narrowest point of his back.

“Why is it then?” The ends of my hair grazed
his cheeks as the breeze blew it forward.

“Because you’re beautiful and real. And
despite what you may think, you’re strong. You have no intention of
letting anyone change you ever again when some people are the
opposite. They lose themselves on purpose.” He caught the locks of
my hair blowing in the wind and gathered them, clearing them away
from my cheeks. “You don’t take the easy way out. You’re genuinely
sweet but there’s also this little rebellion in your heart, and
when it comes out, you get that look in your eye.” He paused, his
smile crooked. “That look you got when you’d tap your pen on your
lip, when you heard something interesting in class.”

My heart fluttered at the mention of the pen
tapping.

“Whatever ride it was that you went on this
summer,” Aaron laughed softly, “thank you for taking me with
you.”

“No problem.” My lips smiled against his
kiss, my head light, content as I only thought about the moment,
the sound of the drifting water and the cozy feeling of his hand
gently cupping my face. “I don’t think I would’ve gone on it
without you.”

CHAPTER
16

I didn’t remember taking my phone out from
the Jeep last night. But apparently I had because upon waking up,
having gone to bed again after our midnight drive, I saw it sitting
on the nightstand beside the Ketel bottle.

Lying there, I simply stared at the dark
screen, enjoying the sound of Aaron’s breathing for a few seconds
before I let my hand reach for the phone.

I barely reacted to seeing Ben’s name light
my screen when I clicked it on. However, I did slip out of bed to
read it in the bathroom, somehow feeling too guilty to even look at
Ben’s text near Aaron’s peaceful, sleeping body. It wasn’t until
I’d closed the door that I let myself read the message.

Come home to me, babe. You belong in this
bed.

“Are you kidding me?” I breathed, feeling
heat rush to my cheeks. My fingers surprised myself by rapidly
typing and sending a response.

The last place I belong is anywhere near
you. Leave me alone. Leave Aaron alone.

It took me a couple seconds to realize my
mistake in saying “Aaron” rather than “Mr. Cole,” and only because
of the immediately reply Ben sent.

You’re fucking him then.

I stared at my phone, at the ellipsis
indicating that Ben was still typing. Suddenly, his messages came
all at once, buzzing angrily in my phone, practically numbing my
hand.

I know you’re in the Hamptons.

Tell me if he’s with you.

I stared at the texts, frozen. They didn’t
stop coming, buzzing into my phone one after the other until
finally, it rang with his call.

“
Shit
.” My fingers scrambled to
silence the ring, my head poking out of the bathroom door to see if
it had woken Aaron. I heaved a sigh of relief to see him still
sleeping on his side, his arm still reaching out where my body had
been a few minutes ago.

But just as my body relaxed, another text
buzzed in my phone. I jumped.

I know you’re with your friends I’m fine
with that. I just need to know if that teacher is with you and if
you’ve been seeing him. Tell me and I will leave you alone.

I stared at the text. There was so much
wrong with it but I decided to focus on that last four words.
Fingers flying, I typed a response.