Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tangled in Temptation: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Once we reach the dorm, Allie seems more alive while I feel like I’m about to smash right into death, at the same time as carrying my unconscious stepbrother to his bed.Mia is sleeping on the sofa, so we leave her there. Allie vanishes into her room, and I hurry to get Blaise to Mia’s room before I drop him. He groans again, his hand flexing to a fist, and when I lower him to the side of the bed, he blinks his eyes open a little.“C-Cole?”Leaning down, I pull off his shoes and socks, and when I go to unbuckle his belt, my hands freeze over the leather, the metal clip pressing to my fingertips.“This isn’t,” he starts, hiccupping, “how I saw my night en-ending.”I roll my eyes and try to ignore the way my cock is reacting as I pull his belt off and drop it on the floor beside me. His body towers over mine as I stay on my knees, looking up at him. Will he let me undress him so he can sleep comfortably?My cock pulses, and I want to punch it, because what the fuck?“If you remember me

Dragging a hand over my face, I push up on my elbows and blink at her. What the hell happened last night? I executed my plan to perfection, but then what? I don’t remember a damn thing after carrying Mia out of the bedroom and tucking her into bed in a spare room so that she could sleep it off while I returned to the party downstairs. Samson and Jackson supplied me with alcohol, and I played along. I’ve perfected the social game, or so I thought…Mia’s tangled hair is a rat’s nest on her head, and her lashes are clumped. She’s a fucking mess, but I’ll admit that she has never looked more enticing to me than she did last night while Cole fucked her senseless—a warm hole to empty his load inside.I’m strangely stirred by the memory as I finger a strand of Mia’s matted hair. I rarely feel emotions past this ‘desire’ to control my environment and the people in it, but something about seeing Cole pump her full of cum piqued a deep-rooted curiosity in me. That need to control my environment

COLEcoach is giving me a fucking headache, probably worse than Blaise did yesterday. The audacity of that motherfucker to even think about laying a damn finger on me. Who the fuck does he think he is?He openly grabbed me, as if he did it every day, and the more I think of it, remembering the way he swallowed my cock with very little fight, he might enjoy it.Fuck.I’ve never indicated to him that I wanted his hands anywhere near me. Yeah, a few times I’ve teased him, called him out on his bullshit and demanded he break up with Mia, but I’ve never given him any ideas that I’d want to, and I quote, “choke on a big, fat cock.”Fucking asshole.A shoulder hits into me, and I nearly deck it.“Pay attention, Carter.”I grit my teeth and glare at Samson, not giving a fuck that he’s my friend. I’m in no mood for bullshit today. And to make this glorious fucking afternoon better, Blaise stands at the side, impatiently bouncing on his heels while he waits for the second day of tryouts to begi

BLAISE''Such a good fucking boy.”Fuck me dead. Those whispered words and the anger they evoked when he used them as a weapon to taunt me drove me mad, but not only that—desire licked over my heated skin beneath my soaked clothes.Trapped in my pants, my cock pulses as I sprint down the hallway like my life depends on it, pushing myself more than I ever have on the football field.My boots thunder on the floor, and my legs pump harder and faster. Beneath the consuming fear and anticipation burns a fire that sets me alight. I’m alive.I go flying around the corner, colliding with the wall opposite, my shoulder taking the brunt of the impact. The pain barely registers. My head already throbs from the blow that sent me flying into the swimming pool. I didn’t see it coming, and that’s what’s so fucking thrilling. I felt his hard dick grind against my ass back there, his fingers twitching in my hair, the barely restrained control behind every breath.Expecting him close on my heel, I thro

COLEThe ringing of my phone wakes me from my deep sleep, and I wince when I try to move, my body battered and bruised from last night’s antics.Everything is tight and tense, and so is my rigid cock standing to attention beneath my duvet, straining in my pants.I shove my hand south and fix it to a comfortable position, groaning from the tingling sensation. I didn’t get off last night. My full attention was on Blaise and making sure I owned full dominance.I think, deep down, I didn’t want to dominate him – wearing the mask and hiding who I was just made it that bit easier to breathe.What exactly was it I wanted? To beat Blaise? To touch him?No.I’m just confused with the way I’m feeling. Allie claims to love me, yet spreads her legs for anyone and everyone, and then Blaise is just…everywhere.Another buzz from my bedside, and I sigh and rub my hand down my face. I need to go back to sleep, I’m exhausted.With one eye open, I reach for my phone, rejecting the call from Allie. It’s