Page 119 of All Twerk, No Play

He was infamously quiet about his private life, to protect his family from the public eye … but Victoria saidNickwas Alex’s best man. During law school, he crashed at their place over the summers. He traveled for work … because the Greek mythology show was filmed on location. In Greece.

I twisted to look at Victoria, who chewed her thumbnail. She’d told me when we were trapped in the elevator …“Your Greek tutor wasApollo?”

“I learn from the best.” She grinned, sliding into the frame.

“Hey sis,” he said, his voice warm with affection. “So Cruz, Victoria told me about her surprises. Can I see the new ink?”

She flipped the camera as I turned my back to the camera, taking a moment to gain my composure. Dominic let out a low whistle. “You weren’t kidding, he’s ripped. Huge upgrade from Alex.”

I snorted at being considered an upgrade from a rich lawyer.

“Did Kate Martino design that?” Dominic’s voice dropped in hushed reverence. “I haven’t seen her work since she was in art school.”

My ears started ringing, remembering Kate’s drunk confession that she’d slept with Dominic Martin:“Big dick, bigger ego.” I’d been hurt that she hadn’t mentioned he was her best friend’s brother. Why hadn’t she told me?

I wanted to ask, but across the cornhole game, she’d turned to talk with Paul, her shoulders slumped.

“The secret’s almost out publicly,” Alex said, wrapping an arm around Grace’s shoulders, “since he’s coming home for our engagement party in September. Victoria got the last big introduction.”

Tori pulled her phone out of her dress pocket with a frown she reserved for her dad. Her lips pressed into a tight line as she read his message before tucking her phone away. I considered trying again to convince her to reply … but she always got a little distant when I brought it up, so I decided not to push.

And maybe it was better that he wasn’t criticizing her for ‘showing too much emotion’ by looking too happy.

“Can you excuse us for a minute?” she said as her hand threaded into mine and pulled me away from the group. “Ready for number five?”

I brought a hand to her waist and murmured in her ear, “Please tell me the final surprise involves me taking this dress off of you.”

“That’s not a surprise, that’s a sure thing,” she said. “This is better.”

“Better than you naked? Not possible.”

She surveyed the still-thriving party before tugging me into the stairwell. As the door closed, Mallory gave Victoria a subtle nod and stood sentry.

Victoria glanced over her shoulder with a sexy smirk as she led me down the stairwell to the fourth floor, where we first met, tugged me into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Say You Love Me," Fleetwood Mac

Cruz

Herhandsrakedthroughmy hair, pulling me into a scorching kiss. She flattened herself against the door and I pressed my body against hers. Her hand traced the path of my chest down to my pants, palming the bulge in my jeans. “This was your fantasy, right?”

“Yeah,” I panted, not wanting to lift my lips from hers. I’d told her on that first night we had sex. “Yours too?”

“Yeah,” she exhaled as my palms ran up her thighs and under her dress.

“Tell me,” I said, my fingertip skimming her clit over her soaked panties.

“You—” she moaned. “You wanted—”

“No,” I said, slipping my fingers under the fabric to trace between her folds. “Tell me yours.”

“I… fuck, Cruz, I—” she panted as I touched her, tilted her head back farther so I could kiss along her neck. “I wanted you that night. I wanted to drag you in the bathroom and, and—”

“What, baby?” I spoke into her jaw. “Tell me what you wanted.”

“I wanted you to make me come.”

As she said it, my fingers slid inside her slick pussy. “You wanted this?”

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