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“Now it's not.” He smirkedtriumphantly.

“That's not even fair! You totallycheated!”

“Life’s tough, kitten” – there went my panties – “wear ahelmet.”

And then his mouth was on me, stamping wet kisses along my thighs; first the left, then the right. His tongue, piercing and all, swiped along my sex, instantly bowing my back off thebed.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathed out, clutching his hair in my fists, but when he stopped abruptly, a needy whimper flew out from deep within me. “Why'd youstop?”

“Are you done bitching now?” He grinned, a devilish stare shooting a shiver down my spine as he licked meagain.

“For now, yes. Just keep… Nooo!” I whined when his tongue disappeared once more. “Okay, okay, yes I'mdone!”

Knox hummed appreciatively. He spread my legs wider, granting him better access to my aching core. Because yes, I was already aching for him. He had the power to make me go from zero to one-hundred,real fucking quick. Then it was me who hummed in satisfaction as he lapped at me relentlessly, the steel ball of his piercing hitting my clit over and over again. Shutting my eyes in bliss, I clawed at the sheets, basking in the haze of pleasure his skilled mouthevoked.

Dingdong!

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I growled, picking my head up off thebed.

Knox chuckled and rose to his feet, wiping the corners of his mouth between two fingers. “Ten bucks says Reyna forced Luis over here the second you stopped responding to hertexts.”

In my suddenly furious state, I all but stomped to where my jeans laid on the floor and stuffed my legs inside. “I'm gonna killher.”

“Good luck with that,” he called out behind me as I stormed down the hallway to the frontdoor.

When I peeked through the peephole, sure enough, it was Luis and Reyna. My blood may or may not have boiled just a smidge more. Yanking the door open, I glared a hole straight through herhead.

“Hey… Oh… Oh my God," Reyna squeaked, her eyes bulging from theirsockets.

My brow quirked curiously. “What?”

“You're all flushed and your hair's a mess. Oh God, I'm gonna puke. You guys were fucking, weren'tyou?”

“Actually," Knox said before I could so much as utter a word, pulling a shirt on over his head. "I was tongue deep in my afternoon snack, thank you verymuch.”

Reyna gagged as she brushed past me. “Sick, Carr, fuckingsick.”

“You asked for it when you so unnecessarily interrupted us,” he added, wrapping her in a sidehug.

“Yeah well, if Perry over here would text me back then I wouldn'thave-”

“I told you.” He beamed at me, cutting Rey off in herprotest.

Luis shuffled inside and slid an arm around my shoulders, quickly pecking my cheek. “She bitched the whole wayhere.”

“Seems she’s not the only one bitching today,” Knox chimed in, amusement coating his words, and all I could do was roll my eyes as I shut the door to hide my own dose ofamusement.

It’s going to be a long night with thesethree.

Reyna somehow decidedthat the information Hazel was about to share with her was confidential. She shooed us away with a flick of her wrist and dragged my girl onto the couch with her, shooting Luis and I a deadly glare I couldn't help but laugh at. Apparently, she didn’t seem to think I would’ve told Luis regardless, which was kind of stupid, considering I told the man everything. But I understood it was more a case of they needed some girl time after many weeks apart, so Luis and I gladly collected our beers and stepped out onto the balcony that overlooked the ocean. He dropped into one of the patio chairs as I shut the sliding glass door behind us and plopped down into the seat opposite him. We clinked our beers together and took a long sip that instantly melted away the tension spurred on from the craziness that took place earlier on in theday.

“So, what the fuck happened?” he asked, crossing a leg over his knee at the ankle. “Reyna would not shut up about it in the car, all but berating me to drive faster when I was already ten over thelimit.”

I choked out a laugh and stole a glance inside at the two women huddled on the couch in the living room. “You remember Bernie,right?”

“Yeah,obviously.”

“Well, he has a daughter,” I said, transfixed on my girl as she spilled every last detail of the same story to my childhoodfriend.

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