Page 88 of Forever Filthy

“Hurry up, I want to beat the traffic,” Vox volleys back.

“He said we’re coming, dick!” Ez snaps. I wait till I hear their footsteps leaving the room before I unlock the door. Before I have a chance to open the fucking thing it swings open and Hayze is pushing his way inside.

“Oh my God, get out,” I say. He just wags his brows and flicks the lock.

“Baby, shut the fuck up and bend over the counter. We have three minutes tops for me to make you come before they realize what we’re doing.”

I’m fucking weak!

I obey him like a puppet, my pussy is pulsing with need and who am I to deny her what she wants?

Hayzeand I got caught by Archer who is now refusing to speak to Hayze, even when we were speaking to the contractors at the school, he was being an asshole. When we were taken on a tour of the college, Archer dragged me into an empty classroom and fucked me on the desk. Jesus Christ it felt so naughty, but oh so right. The second we caught up with the others, Ez shot me a knowing look and I know without a doubt, I’m going to be getting fucked somewhere and soon from the lustful look in his eyes.

Turns out, to pay the other two back for leaving him out, my darling husband ravaged my greedy cunt in the backseat of the car while Archer drove us to our hotel. Yes, we are staying at Lividica. The entire elevator ride up to the penthouse, Vox has refused to look at any of us and won’t say a word. I look at Nova in question. She just laughs and shakes her head.

“Why is Vox in a mood?” I ask when we all step out of the elevator and the guys carry our bags inside.

Nova beans at me and shakes her head. “Babe, when the car stopped at the lights we could see it rocking and it took me pulling your brother’s dick out to stop him from smashing the windows of your car.” My jaw slackens, Nova throws her head back and laughs. “You are going to drive him mad.”

“Too late, he’s already nuts,” I mutter, making her laugh harder. We spend the next couple of hours relaxing and getting ready to visit Lividica. I haven’t been back here in months and I’ll admit I’m chomping at the bit to get downstairs and see the state it’s in. Since Tate isn’t running things, Andre has taken over. Don’t get me wrong, he’s great but Tate was just… perfection.

“Baby, you look fucking edible,” Archer says as he enters the bathroom. His gaze rakes down my body, sending a shiver through me. I decided to go with an all-black silk dress with spaghetti straps. The front has a plunging neckline and stops just above my belly button, displaying the swell of my tits.

I take in the sight of him in the mirror and practically salivate at the sight of him in a suit. “You look fucking amazing.”

Arch shoots me a wink then places a kiss on my cheek. “Just wait till you take it all off of me later.” I groan, earning a chuckle from him. “Come on, sexy, we have to go.” I let him lead me out and down the stairs. I smile at the sight of Ezekiel and Hayze on the sofas talking to Nova, who looks fucking stunning in a yellow strapless dress that hugs her body like a glove. The instant they sense my presence, both their heads snap up to me and their eyes darken.

“Fuck,” Hayze breathes out.

“I vote we send Vox and Nova in our place and we stay here,” Ez says, making me laugh.

“Eww, no,” Nova admonishes and shoots her brother a grossed out look.

“Shut up, brat, as if I don’t know what you and that dick do,” Ez fires back.

“Yeah, I don’t need that mental picture of my twin,” I say, cutting off their bickering.

“Thank fuck you don’t look like him or have the same body parts,” Hayze tacks on.

“We have the same eyes, dick, so every time you look at her, it’s like looking at me.” All three of my guys groan and mumble curses at my brother's statement.

The six of us make our way downstairs and I hate to admit it, but I feel so nervous. I know it's stupid and that it's just a club, but this place was my baby and my first big venture in taking down the Saints. This place holds a special place in my heart. The guys have been trying to reassure me that everything is fine and I have nothing to worry about, but I won’t relax until I see it for myself. The red doors are opened for us. Archer and Ez flank me while Hayze and Vox flank Nova. Vox tried to assert himself and tell me and Nova we weren’t allowed to come here but we both squashed that shit.

My breath hitches as we walk through and I see everything has changed, it’s now decked out in shades of purple and black which has an alluring effect. When I finally make it into the heart of the place, I gasp. Everything is fine, nothing is broken or messed up, the place has changed though. The tables are now black with matching chairs but they are those medieval looking chairs with the cushions on them. Men sit around the tables drinking and laughing, some of the girls are standing around them but the biggest shock is seeing the black jack table.

“We thought we would add some things that we know guys like,” Ez whispers, then points out another table where they are playing Texas Hold ’em. I marvel at the sight—I’m rendered speechless.

“We would never let your baby fall, we know how much this place means to you,” Archer says. Words fail me so all I can do is nod.

“Come with us,” Hayze says. Vox tries to nix the plan but we all ignore him. Hayze leads us down the hallway toward the back, where the girls locker room is. I purse my lips not liking the idea of them going in there, but when he veers left andpunches a code into the door, I start to think they have hired a room for us. I follow him inside only to come to a halt. It’s not a room, it's an office. “We can’t take credit for all of this though, baby.”

I look up at him and frown. “Huh?”

“We had help,” Archer says as he comes to stand beside Hayze.

“We knew you only trusted one person with this place,” Ez adds as he joins the guys.

“I’m not following,” I admit.

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