Damiano’s dark eyes are narrowed in anger.
“He only said he wanted to talk to Ms.Greene.He wouldn’t provide any details.”
“Keep him for another couple hours,” Seth says.“See if you can get him to talk.Then turn him over to the police with footage from Ironwood.Madison will authorize it.”
“Very well.”Laura ends the call.
I glance between Seth and Damiano.“Do you think Ford is like Derick and Crane?Do you think he’s trying to get rid of me, for the house?”
“Entirely possible.”Seth’s voice is an angry rumble.“After what Derick and Crane did, I guess I wouldn’t be too surprised.”
My shoulders slump, and I snuggle closer to Seth’s warm chest.All this time, I thought Ford was sympathetic.I thought he was kind.A little bit of a tree nerd, sure, but that’s endearing, not criminal.But was he behind all this creepy house drama?Was it his face I saw?He showed me the photo of that plant convention.I thought it proved he was uninvolved.But it could’ve been fake.He was probably never there.
I thought he was family, but he was an enemy all along.
11
SETH
“Yes, little girl, just like that.”Two nights after Ford gets removed from the property, I jerk myself while I watch Madison take Damiano’s cock into her ass.He holds her by the waist, guiding her down as she lowers herself onto his lap.I kneel in front of them, eye level with the action.
Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Madison’s eyes are wild, her lips parted, as she seats herself fully onto Damiano.Leaning forward, I give her engorged clit a little lick.She gasps and her hips buck forward reflexively.Damiano swears in Italian and grabs her waist.
“Careful, bella.”He nuzzles her neck.“You’ll make me finish before I’ve begun.”
“Lean back, both of you.”I lick her clit again.“This pretty pussy needs to get eaten properly.”
Damiano reclines against the back of the couch, bringing Madison with him.She whimpers at the change of angle.
“Easy, easy,” I whisper, biting her inner thigh.
Her cry of surprise transforms into a moan as I slide a finger into her dripping wet cunt.She’s tighter than usual, because of Damiano in her ass, but she’s wet enough that she’ll be comfortable.
I lick and suck her clit while I finger her, scraping my teeth over her swollen nub as I go.I jack my cock slowly, so turned on I’m afraid I’ll come before either of them.Damiano would never let me hear the end of it, of how he, buried in Madison’s ass, has better stamina than me with my own fucking hand.
Damiano keeps one hand on Madison’s waist.The other, he uses to grasp her breasts, circling her nipples and pinching occasionally.She writhes between us, moaning with lustful, needy sounds.
“You feel like you are about to come,” Damiano says in a low voice.“I love the way your ass tightens around me, my beautiful girl.You are so soft, so hot, so tight.Perfect for us, do you know that?”
Madison’s response is unintelligible.Her eyes are glazed as she looks down at me.I feast on her, devouring her while pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy.
She comes fast, and she comes hard, shouting with the force of it.I increase the pace of my jerking, knowing the end is close for me, too.A pleasurable heat builds at the base of my spine.
Damiano groans out his own release, and it’s finally my turn.I come with a brutal grunt, spilling into my hand and hoping I don’t accidentally spray the side of Madison’s sofa.
Damiano and Madison collapse into the cushions, looking absolutely exhausted.
“Tired?”I ask.“Who’s ready for round two?”
Madison laughs.“Give me a minute…or maybe an hour.Actually, I might need a whole day after that.”
I fall over to lie on the floor, keeping one hand wrapped around Madison’s ankle.I rub her calf absently, enjoying the softness of her skin.The past couple of days have been quiet.Damiano and I have stayed with Madison at her place both nights.Not because she’s scared or “needs” us, but because we want to.
We talked about her moving into Nove with us.But what if we moved here instead?
“Is it too soon to start talking about living together again?”I ask.
