Page 33 of Fear of Love
“Don’t be mean to your brother.” Mom scolded both Wyatt and me, which made Mateo smirk. When she stood and turned toward the kitchen, Mateo wasted no time flipping us off. Looping his arm through hers, the two went into the kitchen before anything else could be said.
“You are so mean to him.” Josie hit Wyatt’s arm.
“After the shit he’s pulled over the years, he had it coming.” Wyatt shrugged. He wasn’t wrong. The kid loved to do things and then blame us, thinking he was the angel of the family when he was anything but.
She sent him a look. “Like you’re innocent.”
“Of course I am.” Wyatt retorted, looking offended at the insinuation.
“So…” Lydia suddenly said from across the table. Her lips quirked upward. “Naked picnics, huh?”
I narrowed my eyes at her as her smile seemed to grow, my voice low. “Don’t even go there.”
“Little Landon running around naked,” she cooed.
“I’m your ride home, Blondie. I’d be very careful of your next words.”
“If you drive me home naked, maybe bring a towel to cover up. Don’t want anyone to peek in and see things… Well, unless youwantpeople to see.” My gaze narrowed even more, but she just sat there completely unfazed.
“Maybe you and Wyatt wanna get naked like old times,” she continued, seemingly wanting to poke the bear.
“Blondie,” I warned, but I loved the way her eyes flashed with defiance.
“Josie and I can sit in the back while you guys have a naked bonding moment.”
“That mouth is going to get you in trouble,” I said, leaning in. My jaw clenched as images of her on her knees looking up at me with that haughty expression on her face formed in my mind.
“There are ways to shut me up.” Her eyes widened at her own words, almost like they slipped free before she could stop them. The same images from before continued, but this time, my hands were tangled in her hair, hips thrusting as my cock sank deep into her mouth and caused her to gag.
The way she shifted in her chair had me raising an eyebrow at her. Lydia’s cheeks looked a little flush, which made my lip curl up in a smirk. She was clearly thinking something similar, and fuck, did it make me hard.
If I had it my way, I was going to find out just what went through that head of hersvery soon.
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LYDIA
“Thanks for having me over.” I murmured as Evelyn gave me a tight, affectionate hug.
“Anytime. I’ll text you guys about going to my painting class.” When she pulled back, there was a weird glint in her eye.
“Please do.” I had a feeling this class was something more than she was letting on.
Stepping back, I turned to Mateo, his smile bright as he held his arms open.
“Come on in, babe.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“Babe?” I put my hands on my hips.
“Don’t like it? I have a few others I can use.” A mischievous glint twinkled in his eyes. “How about Mommy?”
“Mateo!” I reached out and slapped his arm repeatedly.
“I’m kidding!” He put his arms up but kept laughing.
“No you’re not.” I shook my head at him, but he just continued.
“I’m not,” he agreed, throwing his arms around me in a hug, my face against his collarbone as he held me.
