Page 81 of Shattered

I start pounding up into her again, slamming myself into her at a frenzied pace. The tingles start in my lower back, and my balls draw tight while pleasure spreads throughout my lower half. That’s when I pull out of her, quickly lowering her to her feet. I place one hand on the tiles beside her head and take myself in my hand, stroking fast. The feelings only intensify when her eyes drop down to watch me.

“Fuck.”

It doesn’t take long for me to explode, and my cum lands all over her stomach in white ropes. Puffs of air blast from my chest, and I close my eyes, my head hanging limp between my shoulders. It takes a moment to gather myself, but when I finally lift my head to look at Sienna, she has a satisfied smile on her face.

“I love watching you lose control.” Then, grabbing my loofah and shower gel, she adds, “Now, let me wash you.”

An hour later, we’re lying in my bed, legs tangled while her head rests on my bicep.

“How long has your mom known?” I murmur against her hair.

“She knew I had a crush on you when we were younger. I didn’t tell her what happened, but I think she figured it out with the timing.” I swallow the guilt surfacing at the memory and hold her a little tighter. “I only told her that we had reconnected after the night I saw you at my parents’ place. She noticed the way we were looking at each other . . . or trying not to.”

“It’s a good thing Jason didn’t.”

She hums. “I wish he would just be normal about it. We can’t hide it forever.”

“We’ll tell him soon.” I kiss the top of her head. “Who knows, maybe it’ll be different.”

“Maybe . . .” She sounds unconvinced, but I guess only time will tell.

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Sienna: Remember how Jason said whoever I date has to be perfect?

Neilix: Yes. Right before saying he’d rip their balls off.

Sienna: Lol. Yes. Well, I just wanted to say that you’re perfect for me.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Sienna

I love my brother. I really do.

But I also sort of want to punch him.

Since Neilix doesn’t have Adi this weekend, Jason asked him to go out for dinner tonight, assuming he wouldn’t have any other plans. And since Neilix couldn’t exactly tell him that I was going to spend the weekend there, he had to accept. Not that he didn’t want to spend time with him—they’ve been working at mending their relationship and have gotten to this point—but he was looking forward to a whole weekend together alone as much as I was.

I really am happy for them to be friends again, but it doesn’t mean I can’t be pissed at my brother for ruining our plans.

At least it’s only a short delay since Neilix will text me once they’re done with dinner and he’s on his way home. Then I’ll be leaving my place and driving to his.

I haven’t seen Neilix since last weekend, and the ache in my gut caused by missing him has been growing with every day that passes. I’ve been waiting for tonight all week.

He had a few long days this past week since there were some delays with the building he’s working on, and they had to play catch-up. And then, on the one night he was free, I had already promised Sarah that I would help her dye her hair, and it was too late to come when we were finished. We still talked every day, but nothing compares to seeing him in person and having those golden-brown eyes on me or being able to touch him and feel his warm skin against mine.

I wave to Cindy as I leave the daycare and walk to my car with a smile on my face and bounce in my step. Cindy didn’t have a problem with me dating the father of one of our daycare kids. As long as I didn’t show favoritism or neglect other duties to spend more time with Adi, she said it was absolutely fine.

When I step through the front door of our apartment, Sarah is getting ready to go to work and playing some old-school No Doubt on her phone. She works at Champions Sports Bar on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights to earn a bit of extra cash while she does her Real Estate course. Before I reconnected with Neilix, I would go hang out there on occasion while she worked, but I haven’t been there since.

“Hey.” Fluffing her dark hair, she swings her hazel eyes to me, then looks back at herself in the mirror. “So, you're headed to his place tonight?”

“Yeah. I’ll leave once the boys are done with dinner.” I watch as she reapplies her lipstick and then smacks her lips together. “I’m not sure if I’ll be back Sunday or Monday. So, you’ll be on your own again, sorry.”

Besides this past week, I’ve hardly been home, and I feel bad for neglecting my best friend, even though she’s never been one to need someone around her all the time.

After turning the music off, Sarah waves a hand in dismissal and places her phone and keys into her bag. “You know I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.” With one last glance at herself in the mirror, she gives a satisfied nod and then turns to me. “You know, if we lived in the city, things would be a lot easier.”

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