Page 33 of Beautifully Ruined
I moan loud, his cock pulling out and then slamming in, and my nipples are rock hard.
From him.
From the breeze.
From eyes on us.
I start to come again.
Wave after wave hits me as I spasm on him, and I’m just lost in that shattered world of bliss.
He comes, too. Grunting as he slams into me one more time.
As we come down, he lets the shirt drop, but remains in me, still hard, and he kisses my throat.
Then he whispers, “Next time, we’ll get even more daring if you’re up for it.”
“With you, I’m up for absolutely anything,” I say, breathlessly. “Anything at all.
Chapter Seven
CADE
“What do you think?”I don’t look up from my computers in the basement work room.
He snorts.
After a lot of sex with Vi, on that balcony, in my room, I met Enzo down here for a deep dive exploration. Whiskey for me, rum for him, and now? It’s the early hours of the following day, so it’s coffee and energy drinks.
I rub my eyes beneath my glasses as I try not to think of Vi in that big bed.
Knowing Vi, she’ll be awake, but I left her a note telling her to help herself to whatever in the kitchen along with the password for the internet.
It’s not the one that we use down here, but up there it’s the real world and even Enzo has family, guests, probably people he fucks here on occasion.
I push my glasses to the top of my head, raising both brows. “I said what do you think?”
“That’s a question, not a statement.”
I roll my eyes at him. “And…?”
“And what do you care what I think? Because I’d have told you the little firecracker your idiot brother dated is trouble and not just because she’s your brother’s ex, man. I mean, dude. Also, she worked for that shithole of a human. And…”
“And?” Might as well let him get it all off his chest, whatever it is.
“And you like her. Too much.”
“So?”
He sighs. “Liking a shorty?—”
“What year is this? And you’re Italian, aren’t you?”
“My point is, liking a babe like her is gonna be trouble when you like them too much.”
“You mean, the way you love your mirror too much?”
He points a finger at me. “You leave my mirror out of this.” He sighs once more and picks up his can of wake-up juice. “There’s a difference with love and having the hots for someone, Cade. The bad dudes sniff out vulnerabilities.”
