Page 12 of Simply You & Me

"Oh fuck," Wyatt gapes and slaps my arm.

Lifting my gaze, my jaw drops seeing Adelyn bouncing on her toes in the kitchen in the sexiest lacy top I've ever fucking seen. Her wide smile and twinkling laughter have my heart stuttering. The moist strands of her brown hair look almost black, and her eyeliner is smudged around her glittery blue eyes. She's a fucking wet dream.

"Pizza rolls?" My gaze finds Gabby pouting on the floor and looking up at Tate, batting her eyelashes. He rolls his eyes but makes his way to the oven, nonetheless. "And a seltzer?" Gabby asks sweetly.

"Oh! Me too, please!" Addie turns her big grin on Tate, and I can't fucking help myself anymore. I want her to look at me like that.

"I'll get it!" I shout, stumbling into the kitchen and shoving Tate away from the fridge. "Mine!" I growl and snatch the two seltzers. He eyes me like I'm about to break something. Soon, he will realize my genius ways.

I bend over and roll one of the cans to Gabby, who squeals and snatches it. Training my sights on my treat, Addie's head tilts mischievously like she knows I'm up to something. Before she can run, I snatch her around the waist and plop her on the counter. Without skipping a beat, I nestle my hips between her spread thighs.

"Here you go, Sweetness." With a flourish, I crack the can and press the moist tip to her lips. I tip the can and watch in fascination when her eyes dilate, and her jaw goes slack.

A strangled groan sounds from over her shoulder, causing her cheeks to heat in a yummy shade of pink. Her eyes widening is my only warning before she's snatched and slid across the counter.

"My turn to play with my dolly," Zach snarls at me like a fucking ape. Lifting the blunt, he presses the tip to her lips in offering. His smile softens while he watches her take the tiniest puff.

"Neanderthals!" Tate grumbles and makes his way around the island. He shoves Zach into Wyatt and takes his place between her legs. "Don't let them push you around. They’re clearly acting like fucking children tonight." His glare pierces each of us like he can't believe we’re actually loosening up.

My gaze shoots to Adelyn when her shoulders lift in a shrug. "I kind of like it. It's okay. Plus, I have my girls here. I'm good."

"She's soooo good! Here's a tip: the checklists vanish when you give her drinks," Gabby states, and I worry Addie might be offended.

I'm proven right when her dark brows furrow. Hating the sight, I pluck her off the counter and sling my arm around her shoulders. "What brings you ladies here?" I'm not mad about them crashing our little party whatsoever.

Tate sighs while dumping some snacks onto the cooking sheet. "I told them I was coming home to get drunk with you guys. They didn't want the night to end, so here we are." His smirk lands on the woman in my arms.

The bones of her shoulders nudge my arms, making me want to shove some food down her throat. Or something other than food. My cock hardens, and I fight like hell not to twist and grind it against her.

"Want to play a game?" Zach asks his heated gaze also on Addie. If she's uncomfortable with all the attention, she's not showing it. Her wide blue eyes dart around the room like she's analyzing the space for anything of importance.

"Oh! The ping-pong table is still downstairs, yes?" Rylee asks, tugging on her brother's hand.

At his nod, we gather everything we want to bring down, and Tate sets a timer for the oven. The basement door is at the back of the house, leading down to a man cave.

With two seltzers clutched to her chest, I watch Addie catalog the ping-pong table set over by the pool table. The far wall has a dart board set up, too. The right side of the large basement is set up with leather couches and dim, sexy red lighting, creating a perfect lounge space.

"Whose ass wants a good beating?!" I holler, excited to fuck around and have a good time. Addie squeaks, drawing my attention to her rapidly heating cheeks. Mmm, seems my little treat wants her ass spanked. A husky chuckle rumbles from Wyatt as she plops herself down on the other side of the sectional he's on. Instead of keeping his distance, he slides across the cushions until he's pressed up against her. With Wyatt's hard body touching her, Adelyn's blush creeps down her chest.

What I wouldn't give to see just how far it goes.

After multiple wins and humbling losses, I finally see Addie has peeled herself away from the comfort of the couch and is playing a round of darts with Rylee. Gabby watches me approach with a smirk on her face.

A hushed curse falls from Adelyn's lips when the dart she threw only skims her target. Is it possible to feel your eyes dilate? Fuck, I don't know. I waste no time and press myself against the heat of her back. My hand latches onto her wrist mid-toss before she can throw another miss. The subtle arch of her hips between mine punctuates her gasp.

I have to bend quite a bit to scratch my scruff against the side of her neck. "Like this, Sweetness." My husky whisper makes her skin pebble. A few motions later, I jerk her wrist and demand, "Release!"

It's not a bullseye, but it's damn close. Addie's arm drops, yet I don't let go, especially when her little hand grips the front of my thigh. My other hand grips her hipbone, and my heart about thumps out of my chest when her fingers twine with mine.

The alcohol swirling through me chooses to ignore everyone else in the room when Adelyn's waist rolls in a seductive grind. All thought stutters to a fucking halt until all I can feel is this dainty woman melting in my arms.

I'm going to make her fucking mine.

Chapter Nine

Adelyn

He's warm and gentle. My tummy is a giddy storm of butterflies and nerves, yet Julian soothes every single one. Each shuddering breath my anxiety pushes out, Julian cradles and savors with an acceptance that makes my eyes burn.

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