Page 4 of Double The Pleasure

"Never went to her house and she never came to mine. It wasn't that kind of relationship." Like I understand the differences between any kind of relationship. It appears Robin was more of a booty call thing. I'm trying to puzzle over this when he interrupts me. "I caught her...fucking someone else...who worked for me."

"Oh," yeah, that sucks. I mean Chuck just broke up with me because I wouldn't give him sex. Finding out your person is cheating must be like a kick in the balls and what kind of woman cheats on a man like this? Is she out of her mind? My face takes on an evil grin, "Want to screw with her?"

He cocks his head and gives me a half-smirk. He wants to hear what I have to say. I wink at him and giggle. I use my hip to make the little hall table bounce against the wall. I know Robin was coming closer because she was stepping this way when I closed the door. I let out a loud moan that I assume sounds like a sexually satisfied woman.

He catches on and thumps himself against the wall causing things to bounce off before settling back down. I can't stop myself from giggling. "That's good, it's always nice when you can laugh during, right." He whispers to me.

I wouldn't know. It's not like I've ever done it before but both of us moan out at the same time and then break out into laughs. He pushes me back against the door but keeps his hand up high so I don't bang my head and I sigh out an 'oh god, yes' right before there's a knock on the door.

I didn't think about her actually knocking on the door to stop us from pretending, "Shit. She's going to find out...," I start but he interrupts me.

"Take your shirt off."

"What?" I have to remind myself not to say it too loudly.

"You have a bra on underneath, take the shirt off. It's just like being in a bathing suit." I start pulling it up as he gets ready to open the door. "You owe me for this one."

He isn't looking behind him though. He doesn't even care that I'm standing in the same room with him wearing a black lace bra that barely covers the girls. He's just doing this to get back at his ex. The second time we hear the knock he answers. Sure enough, standing on the other side is a perfectly put together and equally pissed off Robin.

Robin sees me though and if looks could kill I would be plant food right now. Her red lips fall into a perfect circle. "Oh my God, you are screwing the nerdy girl from down the hall?"

Bitch. Who the hell is she calling nerdy? Okay so I am on the nerdier side of life but she doesn't have to say it out loud.

She strikes a sexy pose and pouts her red lips, "You know I wasn't really over you. I've missed you so much." Her voice is huskier and imitates just being fucked. Damn, I can't even pretend to be that sexed-up.

"You fucked someone else. It's over between us." He doesn't sound hurt but that is definitely my cue to take this all up a notch.

I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. My hands spread out over his abs before I lean up to speak to him, there's no hope of whispering in his ear because of our height difference. Maybe if I stood on a chair. Not sexy.

"Come to bed, Cade." I don't even try to put sexy in my voice. Someone like Robin would see right through it but I can just ask him to fuck me right in front of her.

He surprises me by putting his arm around me and pulling me up to stand beside him. He looks down at me and gives me a sexy as fuck smirk, "Like we would make it to a bed." He looks up at Robin. "Bye Robin."

He shuts the door in her face and I break out into giggles. "That was fun."

I'm a little shocked that it was actually fun. The best part is I feel like I helped him and it's only fair since he helped me last night in the club.

He laughs with me, "You're just mad because she called you a nerd."

I give him a push, "Maybe." Both of us are smiling at one another and I feel lighter than I have in days, maybe weeks. Then we hear a key sliding in the door, both of us looking at it like it might be the portal to hell.

"Oh shit, that's my sister." I hear her talking to someone right outside the door too. She's brought company and I only have a bra on. I turn to run for my room but get pulled up short and pulled back. When I look over my shoulder Cade's arm is outstretched like he's the one who stopped me.

I give him a what-the-hell look and start walking again but get pulled back. This time I start looking harder at what is behind me. He's not holding me back; his watch is stuck in the lace of my bra. "Oh my God." We're stuck.

Both of us move now to the room I was going to - my bedroom. Cade shuts the door and buys us a little more time before we're found out. He's close behind me trying to untangle the both of us. "Take the watch off!" I whisper shout at him.

"I would but the way I need to do that seems to be what is stuck in the lace, so..." Shit. "Take the bra off."

He whispers it at me but he might as well be screaming at me. "Are you serious?" What the hell?

"It's the only way!" He tries to hold out his hands to show me he's out of options but I end up going with him when he does.

"Fine, turn around."

I hear my sister shutting the door and fumble for the clasp but I can't get it open. It doesn't help that my hands are sweaty and I really don't want her to come running in here to tell me she has a big client visiting or oh shit, our mother. "Oh God, I can't get it."

Cade spins back around and turns me so I'm in his arms. Or at least that's how it would look. He uses the hand that isn't hung up to pop the clasp quickly. One-handed.

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