The Chase Read Online Elle Kennedy (Briar U #1)

Categories Genre: College, New Adult, Romance, Sports, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Briar U Series by Elle Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 116028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
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“You are so sexy,” I breathe, staring at his thick erection.

The pressure between my legs intensifies. He’s so big and so male and I’ve never wanted anybody the way I want him.

Licking his lips, Fitz covers himself with the condom. When he grips the base of his erection, anticipation ripples through me.

I spread my legs wider.

Heat flares in his eyes. He steps into the cradle of my thighs and guides himself inside me.

And that’s when the door swings open and Hunter stumbles into the bedroom.

26

Fitz

“Aw, well, this is cozy.”

Summer and I freeze as Hunter makes a not-so-graceful entrance, staggering into my room without warning. And we have no choice but to remain frozen, because my ass is bare and my dick is buried deep inside her.

But Hunter doesn’t know that yet. From his vantage point, it looks like Summer is sitting on my desk and I’m standing between her legs. Bare-assed, sure, but I don’t think he’s picked up on that.

He is noticeably drunk. I’m talking wasted. His broad, muscular body weaves and lurches as he wanders around my room. His gaze briefly connects with mine, and I can see him struggling to focus his eyes. They’re hazy with intoxication. He finally stops at the foot of the bed, then spreads his arms and lets himself fall backward onto the mattress. He lands with a thump and starts to laugh.

He rises on his elbows and grins at me. Still hasn’t noticed that my ass is hanging out. “Fuckin’ hell, Fitz, your bed is way more comfortable than mine. Lucky bastard.”

Summer’s hands tremble on my waist. She slowly slides them off and flattens them on the desktop. Her pussy spasms around my still-hard cock. I don’t know if it’s intentional or involuntary, but I choke back a groan all the same.

“I just came from this party at Sigma Cow. Chow. Chi. Sigma Chi.” He’s slurring now. “And my buddy was like, what do you mean you’re pissed at Fizzy? You grow a vagina or something?”

Summer shifts, and I give her a warning look. I’m waiting for the right moment to pull out. And it can’t be when Hunter’s gaze is on me like white on rice.

It takes several seconds to find my voice. “Dude, can we talk about this later? Maybe in private?”

“What are…” Hunter trails off. His eyes narrow. Then he laughs. “Are you inside her right now?”

“Get the fuck out,” I growl.

His shoulders shake with laughter. “You are. Jesus. That’s kind of hot.”

Screw it. Despite his gaze boring into me, I withdraw from the heat of Summer’s body and hastily tuck my dick in my pants, condom still on. Summer shoves her skirt down and hops off the desk. Two red splotches stain her cheeks.

“Aw, you didn’t have to stop on my account.”

“Hunter,” I say flatly.

“What?” He raises his hands in a gesture of innocence. “We’re roomies. Sometimes roomies watch each other fuck.”

Summer exits my room without a backward glance. I don’t blame her. I see the tight set of her shoulders, but I know she’s not pissed at me. Hell, she’s probably not pissed at Hunter. If anything, that’s nothing but sheer embarrassment tensing her body.

“Hello to you too, Blondie,” Hunter calls after her, but gets no response. Shrugging, he stumbles back to his feet. “Didn’t waste any time, did ya, Fitz? How long after I dropped her home did it take for you to dick her down?”

I bite back my anger. He’s drunk. And as much as I hate to say it, he has a point. “Let’s talk when you’re sober, all right?”

“Let’s not.” He shakes his head, continuing to laugh under his breath as he weaves toward the door. “You and Blondie do your thing. I’ll do mine. And they all live happily never ever. I mean, after. Happily ever after.”

I frown at his retreating back. “Hunter.”

“Mmmm?”

“Are we good?” I ask warily.

He glances at me over his shoulder. “No.”

I do my best to keep my distance from Hunter after that, especially around the house. It’s the least I can do. On one hand, Summer and I didn’t do anything wrong—it’s not like she was officially dating him. But Hunter had made his intentions clear to me. He’d staked a claim, and I’d trampled over it. But at the time, I hadn’t thought Summer and I were possible. I thought I’d been friend-zoned.

But that’s neither here nor there. You can’t change the past. You can only try to better the future.

In this case, it means giving Hunter his space, which Summer and I both agree is probably for the best right now.

If it were Hollis or Tuck, maybe I’d handle the situation differently, talk to them, try harder to fix shit. But Hunter and I, while friends, aren’t super close. He’s got a great sense of humor and he’s fun to be around, but the truth is, I don’t know him very well.


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