“I have a lot of cool stuff to show you.” He grabs Sebastian’s hand, pulling him towards the door.
“So, who’s Marisa?” Cin walks across the kitchen.
“Do I detect jealousy in your voice?”
“Absolutely not, I’m just curious.”
I position myself behind her as she bends over to put the pan into the oven. “Liar.”
I grab her throat and yank her against my chest. She lets out a low sexy moan as my hand pushes underneath her shorts to play between her legs.
“We can’t. The boys could come back at any minute.”
“Let’s go to my bedroom.”
“No. They might come looking for us.”
“My room is soundproof and I’ll lock the door.”
“It’s still too risky.”
I pull my hand from her shorts and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply. The smell of Cin’s sweet earthy essence nearly makes me come. Fuck it. I’m not waiting. I need her now.
I tug her into the pantry.
“What are you doing?”
“I want my dick buried in your pussy in the next three minutes.”
I drop to my knees, yanking her bottoms and panties down her legs. “I’ll be quick.” I bury my face in her cunt, tongue-fucking her.
“Oh my God,” she moans, gripping my hair.
I slide my tongue to her clit, then penetrate her center with two fingers. Her body shakes uncontrollably as my fingers move. Liquid pours from her center to form a puddle on the floor. I stand, guiding her right thigh around my waist. I pull my hard length free and fill up her dripping-wet pussy.
“Cin,” I say, resting my forehead against hers.
She places a soft kiss on my lips. “I think I’m falling in love with you again.” Her words anger me because goddamn it I want her love. I move my hips, fucking her in a frenzy. This isn’t lovemaking or even sex. Those words are too simplistic to describe this fever that burns between us. This is…
Armageddon.
“Your love is tainted, so keep it.” The raw emotion in my voice is unmistakable.
Her nails dig into my back as her pussy clamps down on me.
It’s a wonderful torment.
I shout, emptying my cum inside her pussy.
For the last couple of weeks, Art and I have been seeing more and more of each other. Our arrangement had a rocky start, but we’ve found common ground. He’s still bossy as hell. Unfortunately, that’ll never change. We’ve actually been on a few dates and sometimes we even have outings with the boys. I lie in bed, preparing to take a nap after being at the swimming pool all morning. Sebastian looks forward to going to Kids That Swim every weekend. Adrian no longer volunteers there, which is for the best. It would make for an uncomfortable situation. Mom is doing really well now. The doctor ordered an X-ray for her and discovered she had a prolapsed disc in her neck which was causing cervicogenic headaches. It’s rare, but she needed to have surgery due to nerve compression. The injury occurred when the top of her head hit the wall from the impact of Trevor’s boot. The emergency room doctor said she had a concussion and sent her packing. This could have been discovered a long time ago had the previous doctors done their due diligence. She has physical therapy on Mondays and Thursdays, and her doctor said she’ll be fully recovered within several weeks.
My phone rings.
“Hello?”
“I’m attending a charity dinner. You’re going as my date,” Art says.
He never asks, always demands.
