“Like two people who were always meant to be together,” she murmurs, throwing her head back in delight. I tighten my grip on her neck, forcing her to look at the mirror again. “It’s only you, Masen. I promise it’s only you to ever fuck me this way.”
Her words are like dynamite, fueling my possessive need to own her. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says. No other man will go near her. Not for as long as I shall breathe.
I slow my movements but stay inside her. The reflection is just the two of us, caught in this forbidden moment. Her eyes search mine, and behind the desire, there’s nothing left but to admit the truth.
“Addison, I need to own you.”
She laces her arm behind my neck, bringing me in closer. “Then own me.”
I wrap her hair around my hand while moving inside her again. My lips ravage her neck, but as desired, my gaze flicks back to our reflection as we ride the wave together and I come inside her.
My body shudders as she clenches all over me. The warm sensation spreads all over my cock, causing me to tighten my grip on her. Our breathing echoes inside the bathroom, but given we are in her parents’ house, I don’t linger and pull myself out.
We both clean ourselves up in silence, knowing time is not on our side. I reach for her arm to pull her close to me.
“If you want to talk tonight, we can talk at my place.”
A smile graces her perfect pink lips, the emerald in her eyes shining bright.
“You’re always distracted at your place. Unless it’s dirty talk.”
“I won’t argue that,” I say, running my hand down her cheek. “But you’ll stay with me tonight?”
“Of course.”
I leave her room first but opt to take a different route to outside. I’ve spent a lot of my childhood inside this house, so I know every single room and where the halls lead to. However, the last thing I need now is to be caught by Lex.
Just before I step onto the main patio, I run into Ava. Closing my eyes momentarily, I muster the patience to deal with her right now.
“Look, I’m sorry about before. It caught me by surprise and to find out in front of your mom.”
I tilt my head in confusion. “My mom?”
“She mentioned how you’ve changed and how she found a woman’s shirt at your place. When she explained what the shirt looked like, I put two-and-two together.”
“Right, the pineapple shirt,” I mumble.
“Masen, my sister is not a relationship girl. Don’t hurt her.”
“Hurt Addison?” I repeat, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m not the one caught in the middle of two brothers.”
“C’mon, Addison doesn’t look at Cruz that way …”
The moment it leaves Ava’s mouth, laughter catches our attention. We both shift our gaze to where Rocky has started a bonfire. Addison sits down on the patio bench as Cruz sits beside her, placing his arm around her. He continually leans in, whispering something to Addison, making her laugh.
My gaze sinks, then rips away from watching the two of them. “Tell me who’s going to get hurt in the end, huh?”
“Addison would never hurt you. She’s not capable of hurting anyone,” Ava says with conviction.
Ava may think she knows her sister so well, but as my eyes drift back to them, what I’m seeing is something entirely different.
Cruz wants Addison for an entirely different reason.
“Let’s go sit down before I pass out from exhaustion.”
Ava laces her arm in mine, a simple move that catches Addison’s attention. We sit across from them, near Lex and Charlie. Amelia is resting her head against Will, looking equally as tired on my other side. I’m not surprised, given the two of them have young babies. According to Ava, all their kids were being babysat by Austin’s parents tonight since these parties tend to get out of control.
Rocky passes out, snoring loudly. Eric is also yawning as he speaks. Everyone is tired from a night of drinking and dancing.