Page 158 of Unspoken Truths

“Would you be okay with that?” I ask her.

I know I’m being a Debbie Downer, but I need them to understand the risks here. I don’t want her to get her heart broken or mine. We need to completely understand the consequences of this.

“I’d hate it,” Nacio says softly. “I know I’m willing to have you however I can. I’m already acting obsessive at school, so that won’t stop, but I’ll have to rein in the need to hold you and kiss you. You’ll have to do that for me, Lili.”

Gazing at his gray eyes, I realize he’s completely serious.

“Avoid the Kings, take the football players up on their offer to walk you for events,” he says. “The school isn’t aware of the mafia shit, so we’ll buy into that. If you’re outside on the school grounds, make sure there’s someone to walk you there and back.”

“Okay,” Rachelle says, almost inaudibly. “What about the rest? How does it work?”

“We’ll have to play it by ear,” I murmur. “I get dibs on his balls if he hurts you, baby.”

Her lips widen into a smile just for me, saying, “You say the sweetest things, Lili.”

Nacio cups his balls underneath the blankets, appearing horrified of the torture in suggesting he suffer, while I lean up to kiss Rachelle. We’ve pretty much gotten over the whole morning breath thing. I don’t give a shit and want to kiss her whenever I want.

“Is it wrong to say that it’s incredibly sexy to watch you kiss?” Nacio asks, his voice dropping.

God, he really is gorgeous. No shirt, laying in bed with Rachelle, I want all of that. Things are just so fucked.

“Want to know what I was thinking about when I was walking up here?” I ask, ignoring Nacio’s words.

“What?” she asks, squeezing her thighs.

Nacio pulls down the blankets so he can get the best view of her, biting his fist as he watches her thighs rub together.

“So fucking beautiful,” he says softly, making me shiver.

I love his heavily lidded gaze, the way he stares at her like he wants to eat her the same way I do. We’re not even close to being ready for that yet.

“I thought about how much I missed the taste of your pussy on my tongue,” I rasp. “Do you want me to eat you out, baby?”

Nacio freezes, unsure of what to do as he processes what I said.

“Yes,” she moans, making me scramble to my knees and pull her shorts and panties down.

“Do I stay or go?” he asks, his voice sounding strangled.

“Rachelle, it’s up to you,” I tell her as I settle between her thighs. “I want to watch you play with your tits, baby. Ah, and we should make sure the door is locked.”

“Stay,” she says, beginning to breathe hard.

I can’t remember if I did that or not.

Nacio gets up as I kiss up Rachelle’s thigh, and she pulls off her shirt as he checks on the door. When he returns, he rubs his cock through his pants, his gaze molten as he watches me slowly drag my tongue up her core.

God, the way Rachelle whimpers as I eat her out truly is addicting.

Nacio crawls into the bed, his eyes drinking us in as if he’s unsure where to look first as Rachelle’s fingers clutch at the bedsheets.

“I think you were told to play with your gorgeous tits, little sister,” he drawls. “Be a good girl for us.”

Holy fuck.Why is that so hot? Moaning, I decide I need to touch myself. Pulling off my shorts and panties, I allow my hand to ghost between my thighs to gather my arousal before rubbing my clit.

Rachelle moves her hands to her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as I begin to suck on her clit.

“Ah, yes,” she gasps. “Am I a good girl now, Nacio?”

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