“She looks like an angel, but the claws that come out of that one and the mouth will shock you,” my brother said to Micah. “You are good at giving it, but if she unleashes, you have met your match.” Then Nate pointed his fork at Eli. “That one just hasn’t seen it yet. Because if he had, he wouldn’t be giving us all that pissed off scowl, but he’d be worried for us.”
My brother was pushing it. I shot him a warning glare. I didn’t want Eli’s family thinking I was a psycho. He laughed and then put a chip with dip in his mouth before winking at me.
JUNE 15 / 8:57 PM
Eli Hardy
THE DOOR CLOSED on Crimson as she left my apartment. She’d been the last one to go. The others had started heading out twenty minutes ago starting with Micah and Jude. They had been headed to Live Bay since Larissa was working tonight. Micah had taken her some brownies with him when he left.
Watching Ophelia blend in with my family and how seamlessly her brother being here with Bliss had been, eased my annoyance as the night wore on. The awkwardness I’d been worried about hadn’t happened at all. Ophelia had proved she could hold her own with Micah and he had enjoyed the banter too.
When I’d left all of them behind and went to find life outside of this place I’d forgotten things like this. Somehow through it all, I’d grown to think I didn’t want this and being done with it all was what I had needed. Tonight, I wasn’t so sure anymore.
“That was fun,” Ophelia said as she walked over to me from the door, she had opened for my sister because her hands had been full with leftovers and wine.
Fun wasn’t exactly the word I would have used to describe it, but I’d enjoyed it okay. Being alone with Ophelia would have been preferable. Having a warning of some sort that they were all going to show up and barge in unannounced would have been better. My youngest sister hadn’t been here, and I didn’t ask but if Crimson had left her out, then there would be that drama to come from it too.
“This is much better,” I replied when she sat down beside me on the sofa.
“I can’t argue with that,” she said, cuddling up against me. Her hand slid across my stomach and she laid her head on my chest. Any tension I’d been holding onto from tonight was gone that easily. How I’d survived without the effects of Ophelia’s presence so long I didn’t know. How I’d survive when this ended . . . I couldn’t think about.
“Your sister makes really good brownies. I ate two,” she said.
“My mom made those. I could tell when I saw them. And you ate three,” I replied.
She tilted her head back to look up at me. The amused gleam in her eyes made me want to laugh. “How do you know how many I ate?” she challenged.
I reached over to brush the lock of hair that was about to fall into her eyes out of the way. “I do little else but watch you when you’re in a room.” There, how was that for honesty.
The way her eyes softened then darkened made my cock harden. She didn’t say anything, but after a moment of looking at me with that sultry fuck me gaze, she moved a leg over my lap then lifted herself up with one graceful shift that left her straddling my lap.
I put my hands on her bare thighs. The shorts she was wearing had ridden up and I could slide my hands easily inside the legs until I reached the satin of her panties. But I didn’t. I kept my hands just above her knees and waited. She’d made this move and I was going to fucking enjoy every minute of her seduction.
She ran her hands through my hair as her eyes stayed on mine. Her nails slightly scraping my scalp until they reached my neck. Then they left me and with a tug, she pulled her shirt off and dropped it beside us on the sofa. I didn’t even get to appreciate the view before she was pulling at my shirt. I lifted my arms and leaned up to help her in undressing me. When it was gone, she started getting rid of her bra. My attention was caught up in that process and I watched in awe and adoration as her breasts bounced free of the lace.
I wasn’t going to be able to wait on her next move, not with those perfect pink tipped full tits that close. Reaching up, I cupped them one in each hand and massaged each nipple with the pad of my thumb. She made a sound of pleasure and arched her back to give me complete access.