Page 2 of Only Ever Yours

“Drink enough for the both of us.” she says, holding her little round belly, which is still barely showing.

“I can definitely do that for you.”

Her eyes light up. “Oh, did you try the beef Bourguignon? So good!”

Of course, she’s thinking about the food.

“I tried a little bit, but I’m on a liquid diet tonight.” I throw back my head, drinking the last bit in my cup.

She laughs, “Well, you know baby’s gotta eat, so that’s all I’m doing tonight. Which reminds me…” Her eyes scan the food table. “I need to go try the peach-glazed chicken.”

“Go ahead. I will catch up with you in a bit. I’m heading back to the bar...” I hold up my empty cup, “… time for a refill.”

She pulls me in for another quick hug, then heads in the direction of the food.

Jaydon

I watch Ellie from across the dance floor, out there, shaking her luscious ass. She can dance, too. I’m half-hard just watching her. She’s been tormenting me in that fucking dress all damn afternoon.

Fuck.

She looks sweet as sin wearing that silky burnt orange dress. It fits her like a fucking glove, showing off her sexy curves with a slit going high up her thigh. She looks so damn fuckable with her tanned legs and that gorgeoushoney-blonde hair in curls. She smells so fucking sweet, reminding me of honey-vanilla frosting.

I’m lost in my head when my best friend Ryan, now brother-in-law, decides to come up behind me.

He throws his arm around my shoulder, looking in the same direction as me. “Hey man, why don’t you just go over there and ask her to dance?”

I scoff a laugh at him, “She fucking hates me, that’s why.”

The fucker laughs at me, “Well, I’m sure it’s because you’re always a dick to her. You gonna finally tell me what the hell is going on between the two of you?”

I shake my head. “Nope, nothing to tell,” but my eyes have never left the blond bombshell out on the dance floor.

“You keep telling yourself that, man… you stand here and keep staring, looking like a dumbass… I’m going to dance with my wife.” The asshole smirks at me, squeezing my shoulder before dropping his arm away. Then he struts across the dancefloor until he reaches my sister, putting his hand on her ass while looking back over to me.

Fucker.

It’s payback because I forbade him from dating my sister when we were younger. It's all in good fun, though. They had a rough start to their relationship, buteverything is working out for them now. I couldn’t have asked for a better brother-in-law, either.

I’ve been dying to go near Ellie all damn night. Earlier, when she stepped out of the house, I could already feel my restraint against her breaking.

I love toying with her.

She hates me; that I’m sure of.

But she sure didn’t hate my dick that night she was riding it.

My resolve breaks at the thought, and I find myself making my way over to her on the dance floor. I can play it off like I’m going to talk to my sister since they’re dancing near each other. But ultimately, she’ll know I’m coming that way for her.

Only her.

Damn, I love fucking with her, getting her spun up. Ever since we were younger, I’ve been a dick to her—I just can’t help myself. Being an asshole to her was always just my way of flirting; we’ve always had chemistry.

The song playing has the perfect beat for me to start grinding up behind her, so I slide in and make my move.

Ellie

Just like earlier today, I feel him before I see him. He comes up behind me and grabs my shoulders, the heat of his body sending chills down my spine. I don’t want to make a scene, so I continue to shake my ass, just the same as I have been. My ass accidentally grinds against his dick—okay, maybe it wasn’t an accident.He’s always messing with me, and two can play that game. I feel him harden almost instantly as he lowers his hands down my arms and pulls me in close against his body.

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