Page 51 of Broken Promises

“More than once, I hope,” I answered as I moved her to straddle me, nipping her neck. “Did he taste your pussy too?” Her breath hitched and she nodded, trembling slightly as I brought a hand to her throat and squeezed gently. She was so responsive, craving anything I’d give her, but since I knew how rough Ander could be, I knew she needed a rest tonight and not a threeway. “How about when Cruz leaves, I kiss your pussy better before bed?”

Her stomach growled loudly, and I glanced around for a sign that she’d eaten, but there weren’t any plates lying around.

“We came home, fucked, then crashed on the couch,” she offered as an explanation, but I was already carefully sliding her off my lap to the couch beside me, and getting to my feet to make her something.

She followed me, the blanket wrapped around her shoulders as she sat at the counter to watch me.

“He bought me shoes,” she said randomly, and I raised an eyebrow as I started making her a grilled cheese sandwich. She really needed something more nutritious, but at least she wouldn’t go to bed with an empty stomach.

“You let him hit it because he bought youshoes?”

“No. I don’t know why I let him, it was a heat of the moment thing. It won’t be happening again,” she grumbled, seeming more awake. “Why did he buy me shoes though?”

“The poor guy just wants you to stop glaring at him,” I teased, knowing he was just trying to give her a peace offering. “There’s no agenda. He has money, you needed shoes. That’s it.”

She was quiet as she got lost in her thoughts while waiting for her grilled cheese to cook, and once I placed it in front of her, she spoke. “They’re nice shoes.”

“Where are they?”

“In his car. I forgot to get them out, I was too busy trying to remember why I hated him,” she chuckled.

“I’ll go and get them. Eat.”

I left her alone to eat, walking into the garage and letting out a snort at the scene in front of me. Clothes were scattered on the floor, there was dried cum on the hood, and the driver’s side door was still wide open.

I leaned inside to grab the shoe box, closing the door and snatching up their clothes on my way back inside.

The laundry basket was just inside the bedroom door, so I stepped in and dropped the clothes into it, giving Ander a smirk. “You need to wash your car, bro. My girlfriend’s cum is all over the hood.”

“I was considering leaving it there like a trophy,” he drawled, eyeing the shoe box a little warily. “Has she changed her mind about the shoes?”

I placed the box on the floor by her bags, shaking my head. “No. She likes them. Thank you. We’ve been trying to get her a new pair, but?—”

“It’s no big deal.”

“It is to me. You put shoes on her feet when I couldn’t. I really appreciate it,” I said honestly, wincing slightly. “But I don’t think it means you’ll be crashing in here with us tonight. She’s come to her senses and you’re the devil again.”

“I didn’t expect to sleep in here. Raven’s got big walls. Just because I knocked down a few bricks today, doesn’t mean the whole thing crumbled,” he replied quietly, and Cruz let out a sigh.

“Great, you want her too. Reid’s going to have a fucking heart attack when he finds out you dicked her on your car.”

“Reid can suck my dick. I didn’t force her, she’s a grown woman who can make her own choices. The fact that he told me today not to touch her means nothing to me,” he grunted, making me frown.

“You were with Reid?”

“Yeah. I hung out at Riley’s for most of today, other than when I ducked out to find the shoes.”

“And here I was thinking Raven gave you that bruise,” Cruz joked, motioning to the new lock on the window for me to look at. “All done. No one should get in without making a lot of noise, and no one can sneak out. I’ll go do the rest so you guys can call it a day.”

“Thanks, man.”

He saluted me and wandered out to do the other windows, and Ander ruffled my hair. “You know I’m going after your girl, right?”

“I figured. I know you wouldn’t physically hurt her, but make sure she’s what you want before putting the effort in. If you make her fall for you and then go back to Blake, I’ll kill you with mybare hands. I love you, but I love her more,” I warned, knowing how Blake fucked with his head.

“It’s over. I want Raven.”

“You mean youwantto want her. I mean it, think about it first.”

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