Page 104 of Pretty Little Lies

“You’re fucking delicious, baby,” he mutters along the seam of my lips. “Holy fuck…fuck me, man.”

“I just did,” I whisper, and he bites down on my lip at my smart-ass remark.

“Yeah, Bay Bay McQueen”—he lets go of my lips between his—“you did. And I’ll never forget that shit.”

THIRTY-TWO

torin

WatchingBay Astor fuck my best friend is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

Never thought I’d sit in the backseat of my car,wantingto watch Reeve fuck a girl, but this isn’t just any girl.

This is a South Shore girl.

And while the persona of that would make me completely uninterested before, she’s broken through that barrier. Even forced herself past it without desiring or maybe planning it, but she has, and I’m trying to keep my feelings capped.

My cock is hard and pressed into the zipper of my jeans, her body perfection as Reeve kisses her long and deep.

He’s fucking crazy for her, has been since day one like he claims, and not once has he denied his attraction because that’s just who he is. He’s the most fearless person I know and when he’s loyal to you, you have him for life.

I’m lucky to have that in my life but it lies nowhere else.

I watch Reeve whisper something in her ear, her flawless, round ass still perched in his lap like she belongs there.

And she does.

Bay is good for Reeve, as long as she’s not planning to fuck our whole crew later.

Andthat…yeah, that makes me somewhat jealous that I didn’t drop my prejudice and stake a claim on her my damn self.

I fucked her on the couch of my library, sure, but that was to make a point. It wasn’t what Reeve is surprisingly—not so surprisingly—trying to do with her now, and that’s to show her that he’s sincere.

Fuck, when I kissed her on the beach, and turned her face around to me, I’m surprised Reeve didn’t rip my fucking head off. We’re brothers, yeah, but hell if I know if I’d share her with any other man.

Bruh, you kinda just did in a way.

Bay’s aqua blues suddenly slice my way, freezing my next breath as she moves off Reeve’s lap and fucking crawls over the leather seat to me.

Attentively, I watch her, my cock twitching painfully in my pants as she stops between my parted legs and places her hands on either side of my hips.

“What do you want, Wildfire?” I ask softly as her teeth sink down on the inside of her lower lip.

Those fucking lips, dude.

Fuck.

Pink, plush, perfect for kissing, sucking, and biting down on.

Bay leans forward, coming within a few inches of my face and stays there. The smell of sweat and the lavender filling my nostrils and it’s always something different with her. Always keeping me on my toes with the smallest fucking things.

“Whatever you’d let me do, I guess.”

I lift a brow. “Do?” I look back at Reeve whose hand is on her ass as he stares at the two globes and that pretty pink pussy. Hypnotized in his own world over there. “Reeve not enough, Wildfire?”

I hear the asshole chuckle and the spread of Bay’s lips widen into a larger smile. “I’m just being a greedy bitch tonight, Pretty Boy.”

She moves closer, straightening her spine and placing one thigh over mine then the other. Her weight feels like it was meant to be there. Her sex wafts into my nose, and I suppress a growl that wants to let loose from my throat.

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