Page 96 of When love and Hate Collide

“No,” she whispers, trailing her fingers along my jaw, “Just kiss me.”

Licking my lips, I smile and brush her hair away from her face and close the gap between our mouths. We both moan the moment our lips touch. I kiss her slow and deep, savouring in her intoxicating taste.

Fuck, I’m hooked on her. I’m like an addict that’s gone far too long without his fix and now my head is dizzy with exhilaration at the thought of making her mine, only mine, for always.

I grip the back of her thighs and yank her hips toward me. Jeyla gasps out loud when she falls back, her back hitting the mattress. I kiss up her thigh, one hand untying the robe she’s wearing.

“Dean…” she moans breathily, her toes curling when my mouth inches between her legs. I push her robe open, revealing the sexy night dress she’s wearing under it, the one she was teasing me with earlier.

Using my hands, I push it up to her midriff, exposing her matching thong. I’m aching to bury my tongue in her juicy cunt and drink up her honey until I’m drunk on it.

But first…

I lean up over her and she whimpers when the warmth and feel of my lips vanish from between her legs. Jeyla opens her eyes, and she stares up at me, her plump lower lip clasped between her teeth. She curls her fingers around my chain hanging between us and she draws me down till our lips are less than a hair apart. “Take me to the stars, Lieutenant.”

I smile, crawling up on the bed, my body covering hers. “Yes, ma’am.”

* * *

“Dean, come on! The film starts in ten minutes!” I hear my sister scream from the bottom of the stairs.

I roll my eyes, spraying my aftershave on my neck and look at my appearance one last time before I walk out of my bedroom. “Keep your hair on, I’m coming.” On my way down the stairs, my eyes lock with my girl’s, she’s watching me, eyes aglow as I descend each step.

What I wouldn’t give to openly pull her to me and devour those luscious lips right here in front of everyone.

“Ready Princess?” Ash scolds me with a scowl, and I smile squeezing her cheek affectionately.

“You can’t rush perfection.” I quip with a smirk, and she rolls her eyes and slaps my hand away from her face.

“Could you be any more up your own arse?” I chuckle, tucking my phone into my pocket.

“Says the one who started getting ready three hours ago.” I retort playfully and she huffs. Jeyla is leaning on the wall opposite the staircase, I wink at her and she veers her gaze, a nice pink touching her cheeks. Before I could stop myself, I reach over and tweak her adorable button nose. “No hello, JJ?” Jeyla bats my hand away and pushes me, her eyes glowing with mirth while she tries her best to act like she’s maddened.

“Bite me, Reyes.”

“Careful what you wish for, Jenkins, I bite hard.” I drawl and Jeyla narrows her eyes at me when I blow a kiss at her.

Ash smacks my arm, and I hiss, scowling at her. “Stop being a dick and move.” She scolds me, taking Jeyla’s hand she pulls her out the door and I chuckle, following them out of the house. If only she knew that I had her best friend on her knees begging for my cum less than two hours ago.

“Okay, people. There are seven of us, so we need to split into two cars.” I lean against my car, scrolling through my phone while they discuss who is going with who. “Dean, you take Claire and Yaz.” I groan inwardly and look over at Jeyla who is glaring at the girls whispering and cackling with one another, throwing flirtatious looks my way.

Jeyla snorts, shaking her head. “Jey, Me and Jess will go with Oz.”

“I call shotgun!” Claire suddenly exclaims sauntering over to the passenger side, followed closely by Yazmin.

“Nah uh!” My insides clinch at the very thought of driving ten whole minutes with these airheads. I throw a beseeching look at Jeyla who shrugs helplessly. I need to find a sly way of getting Jeyla in my car.

“Come on girls,” I drawl, walking around to the driver side, smirking. “How about a little detour? Ash, if we’re late go in without us, we’ll catch up.” I say, looking over at Claire, wagging my brows suggestively.

“Dean, I will literally kill you if you so much as think about dicking my friends.” I smirk and shrug off her comment. “For fuck’s sake, Jeyla go with him and make sure he keeps it in his pants.”

Jeyla looks over at Ash, wide eyed. “Me?!” she sputters pointing at herself. “Why are you sending me with him? If you’re so bothered about him shacking up with those harpies you go with them.” Jeyla scowls, crossing her arms over her chest and throwing a distasteful look at the girls.

Ashlyn pulls Jeyla to her and speaks to her quietly and Jeyla looks over at me and rolls her eyes, relenting.

“Ugh, whatever. Your brother isn’t the only Reyes I hate now, I hope you know that.” Jeyla utters bitterly and walks over to the passenger side of my car, she shakes her head at me but I can see the glee twinkling in her eyes.

“I love you, chick,” Ash gushes playfully. “Play nice.”

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