“I want you to witness what I get to see,” I tell her, positioning the mirror so she has a great view of her ass and pussy, double-stuffed and so fucking beautiful.
“Pull the beads out, Em,” she begs after a few more strokes of my dick.
I go one better, pulling out the beads and my dick at the same time.
Her squirt is insane, and I drop to my knees, clamping my mouth over her pussy before any more of her orgasm goes to waste.
Desperate to eat her like this for hours, I go to pull off my glasses, but Billie shakes her head at me.
“No, keep those slutty little glasses on while you tongue-fuck my cunt.”
And that’s exactly what I do for the next half hour before I climb to my feet and take her ass with my cock in the way I promised—slow, deep, and all damn night.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
BILLIE
“That has to be a five-minute penalty!” Will throws his arms up in the air, pointing at the Jumbotron. “It was a premeditated hit on Jack!”
“Why don’t you head down to the ice and set him straight?” Kate suggests, eyes rolling into the back of her head.
Will crosses his arms over his chest, seriously considering his mom’s sarcastic response. “This ref is biased. It’s like he wants Colorado to lift the Cup because the Blades had their time last season.”
Continuing his rambling, Will takes a seat a few chairs down from where I’m nestled between Collins and Kendra in the family box.
Turning to me, Collins goes to speak, but Will is back on his feet and out onto the balcony, yelling something at the Colorado coaching staff this time.
Kate’s out of her seat and tapping furiously on the glass that separates them both. The rest of our girl group is amused at the back-and-forth between mother and son.
“William, will you calm the f—fudge down? Some peoplearound here are trying to enjoy a live hockey game and not a running commentary of your thoughts.”
Rounding the glass partition, Will shoves his hands into his pockets and flops back down in his chair, legs outstretched in front of him.
June nudges her brother in the ribs. “You do talk a lot, Will.”
He screws his face up at her. Kate and Jensen’s kids are like mirrors of each other in terms of their mannerisms and looks. I guess that’s hardly surprising, given they’re twins. Although something tells me that June rules the roost between them and Will would do anything for his sister.
“I need an update on how things are going with number seventy-seven.” Winking, Collins plucks at my top. “You know, since you’re now at the jersey-wearing stage.”
Suddenly, I’m surrounded at all angles. Darcy is standing in front of me, and Jenna is to her left while Collins and Kendra lean in closer.
Darcy squeals with glee, “They’re so in love!”
“They really are.” Kendra rubs her hands together when my face says it all.
Jenna cups her ear. Her beautiful baby bump is now really obvious beneath Tommy’s jersey. “I hear wedding bells!”
I scoff despite the flutters that break out low in my belly. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
“How are things now with your dad?” Kendra asks cautiously, earning a glancing side-eye from Kate.
When I dropped Blake off this morning, Dad wasn’t home. Mom explained that he was taking extra shifts at work to earn back some of the money they’d missed out on due to the accident and the cost of repairs to his van.
“No real change,” I quietly reply. “I know Emmett is desperate to talk things through with him, but that would be the worst move right now. I guess all we can do is get on with our lives and hope that, one day, he’ll work out that Emmett is serious about me and Blake.”
Collins narrows her eyes. “I could make the man see reason.”
Darcy shudders at a thought. “You genuinely scare me, Collins. Like, every day, I spend a second thinking over what it would be like to get on the wrong side of you.”
