I gulped down my drink in two more sips to ease the fury building inside me right now. He was trying to get under my skin, and he was succeeding. I fucking hated the mind games that he had been playing with me since I had been a child.
“She’s a cute girl,” Dad said. “Blushing and everything in the restroom.”
He’s lying. He’s fucking lying.
“What were you doing in the restroom with her?” I asked, seething.
After another chuckle, he set his glass down on the counter, squeezed my shoulder, and walked right out of the room without another word.
CHAPTER
THIRTY-SEVEN
CHARLIE
As soon as my father stepped out of the room, I shot up in my seat and made a beeline for the glass room where I had left Athena. Something wasn’t right about what he had said, nor could I figure out why he had said it.
Paying for her meal? Slipping into the restroom with her? Was he trying to impress her?
While I knew he had never been faithful to my mother, Athena wasn’t his type. Did my entire family just have something against me being fucking happy? Did they want to see me rot, just like them? Well, too fucking bad.
After unlocking the door, I stepped into the room and spotted Athena on the bed, how I had left her, except now she was awake. I scanned the rest of the room for any sign of that fucker because I didn’t trust him.
“Where’d you run off to?” Athena asked from the bed, her red hair wild, like she had just been thoroughly fucked and was well rested. She pulled the blankets up to her chin, her eyes hazy, the way they always were when her pussy was wet.
Growling, I closed and locked the door behind me. “Do you want to go home?”
“Why? Do you?”
“Do you want to go home, Athena?”
When I said her name, she widened her eyes. “No …”
I tugged off my shirt and changed the glass so everyone outside could see into the room. “Good, because I’m going to make you come until you can’t stand.”
Athena sat up in the bed. “Charlie—ah!”
I snatched up her ankle from underneath the blankets and tugged her to the very edge of the bed, and then I ripped the covers off her so everyone at Radiant could see how lucky I was that Athena was mine.
While my father had walked out of the room during our conversation, I’d bet that he hadn’t left Radiant yet. He was still here, lurking, waiting to get Athena alone. And I wasn’t sure if he would try to pay her off or sleep with her himself by the way he had acted.
So, I planned to show him who she belonged to … me.
“W-wasn’t earlier enough—” Athena started. “Oh God!”
After I pressed my mouth against her pussy, she arched her back and tugged on my hair. I flicked my tongue against her clit repeatedly and pushed two fingers into that tight little hole. Athena’s legs jerked up.
“Charlie!” she cried.
“That’s fucking right. Scream my name, baby.”
Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and suddenly, she made a mess on them. She dug her heels into the mattress as an orgasm exploded through her, desperately trying to squirm away. But I wasn’t going to let her go anywhere.
I wrapped my hand around her throat and pinned her to the mattress.
“Charlie,” she whimpered, pushing my head away. “Charlie, it’s too much pressure!”
My lips wrapped around her clit, and I sucked, my gaze on her face. I pushed my fingers into her, finding her G-spot and massaging it over and over. She arched her back again, her cunt wrapping tightly around me.
