“Uggghhh, no! Don’t stop.”
I start to move inside her whilst continuing my assault on her clit. Her body trembles, and I flatten my finger to keep her spasming around me.
“Fucckkkk!!” I roar, pushing myself to the hilt as her orgasm draws me in further, and it’s all I can take. I grasp her hips and let her have it, unleashing everything I’ve held inside since walking through the penthouse doors.
She takes it all, every bit of me, right down to the remnants of my tattered soul.
I fall to her back as I release inside of her, dropping my lips to her neck as my chest heaves.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter, quiet enough that she won’t hear.
* * *
Nina
Last night was important.I gave Mase something I’ve never given anyone before, and I hope it shows him that it’s only him—he is all I see.
Joey doesn’t matter, and I am his.
I thought he would be in a better mood this morning, but he was still quiet. He told me he is busy in work, but I don’t know if I believe him, especially with everything that happened yesterday.
The girls called this morning and asked if I could do lunch today. Scarlet and her dad are in the city again, and I knew it would be nice to make it up to Scarlet for bailing on them the other day.
I enter The Elm and spot the girls around the sofas. Ordering a coffee, I grab some sugar and make my way over to them.
“Sorry I’m late girls, it’s been one of those mornings.”
“Better late than never,” Megan tells me, and I can tell she is in a spunky mood.
“I had to go register for the showcase. It’s ridiculous the rigmarole that I had to go through, and the lady on the reception was a complete bitch. Nowhere on the damn form did it say I needed my fucking passport. Some people just have a shitty manner.” I huff, dropping my bag down and falling onto the sofa, grateful for the cushion under me.
I’m a little sore.
Megan frowns at me. “Who shoved a stick up your ass?”
I choke on my coffee, spraying it out all over Luce and the table.
“Hey!” Lucy cries.
“I am so sorry,” I say, taking the napkin that Scarlet holds out to me.
A bright smile washes over my face as my eyes drop down the length of her. She looks her usual vibey self today. Her lavender hair is set in perfect curls, her face lightly made up, and she is wearing ripped mom jeans with an off the shoulder tee.
“Okay! Spill it,” Megan says, intrigued.
“Just not all over me.” Lucy glowers as she blots at her face, trying her hardest not to ruin her makeup
I eye Scarlet, not sure she would want to hear it. I never hold out on my girls, but this is different.
“Don’t hold back on my account,” she tells me.
“I can’t.” I laugh, not being able to say it out loud.
“Don’t act a queen about it, and then not tell us.” Megan tuts, watching me.
I eye her, shaking my head. “It’s bedroom stuff. I’m sure Scarlet doesn’t want to hear it.”
“Cover your ears,” Megan tells her.
