Chelsea Inviting Bennet here was a mistake. I knew it as soon as he had pulled up in his shiny white convertible with his sister applying lipgloss in the front seat. Neither of them belonged here, in a place like Cooks, but I had been glad they had come. At least in the beginning. I had been hooking up with Bennet on and off for a few months. It was nothing serious, and that suited me just fine. I had known him for years, ever since I had become friends with his sister Blair. Who was also here.Somewhere.I let my eyes travel around the crowded room, but I couldn't see her anywhere. I could see Wicked, though. Sat with his regular group. With Cooks long time bartender firmly on his lap. He was nibbling on her bare shoulder as she made all the right noises with her eyes closed.Jesus, I hated seeing him with another woman. I always had. My brothers best friend had been my girl crush for as long as I could remember. But he had never looked at me. Not as a woman anyway. To Wicked, I
WickedFuck. I had closed the space between us without even thinking. My hand closing around her hair and dragging her head back. I knew it was wrong, but I didn't let her go. I stepped closer into her space, and her small breasts pushed against my chest. Her nipples had pebbled up under the thin material of her dress, and my eyes darted downward. What the fuck was I doing?I should not be manhandling my best friends sister whilst imagining licking at her nipples. And I most definitely should not be walking her backwards into the ladies room. It didn’t matter that she went without complaint. Her pretty eyes hooded and sultry as she looked up at me. It didn’t fucking matter that she wanted me. Because it was wrong. I just couldn’t help myself.“I am well aware that I’m not your brother Chelsea.” My voice was nothing but a ragged whisper, but her eyes widened. For a second, she looked surprised. It puzzled me, that look. Surely she knew what she was fucking doing to me? “Wicked…”
ChelseaThe first thing I saw as I pushed my way out of the door was Wicked. His face was grim as he came barrelling towards me like a bull towards a red flag. My hand went to my hair instinctively. I was glad I had brushed it out where he had fisted it. Because the way he had homed in on me was sending butterflies fluttering in my stomach. He had kissed the lipstick from my face once, and I wanted him to do it again. More thoroughly this time.A sound to my right caught my attention, and my feet slowed as I turned towards the pool table. Something was going on there. I just couldn’t see what.“Chelsea.” Wicked’s voice was ragged, and I turned my attention back to him. My eyebrow’s quirking upwards as he reached out a hand. “Come on we are getting out of here.” He didn’t seem to want to wait for me to take his hand, he gripped my wrist. Pulling me towards him but not so we were touching.What was wrong with him? Just minutes ago he had been adamant that we couldn’t do anything. And
WickedWhat the fuck had I been thinking? Groaning I flung myself into the battered sofa, my head in my hands.It was official I had totally lost the plot. I hadn’t only kissed Ruins little sister out in the street with her legs around my waist and my hands full of her ass. I had stripped her to her underwear and put my hands on her almost naked body. Jesus. I would have done more.I wanted to do more. Even now it was taking every ounce of self-control I had not to take the stairs two at a time and make her scream my name. There was only one thing that was stopping me. And it wasn’t loyalty to my friend. Chelsea was a virgin. A damn fucking virgin. I was an asshole, but I wasn’t that much of a virgin. There was no way in hell that I would be the one who took that from her. She deserved better than that. She deserved someone romantic and gentle. I was none of those things. I couldn’t give her what she needed. She was too young, and I was…..well, I was me. An asshole. They didn’t
TruthCali looked beautiful laying naked on my bed, and for a second I was struck by how lucky I was. Not just because she was so insanely gorgeous but because she had given me another chance at being her man.I wasn’t foolish enough to take her for granted again. I knew I wouldn’t get another chance. So I had been doing everything in my power to make her know how special she was to me. Mainly that involved lots of mind-blowing sex. Neither of us minded that. Which was one of the reasons we were already running late to the Valentine’s Day party at Cooks. It was an annual thing. And I had never missed one. But then again I had never had an old lady before. Valentines at Cooks was nothing more than one giant orgy. Not somewhere I would usually take Cali. But she wanted to go. She had been pretty adamant about it.That was Cali, all over. She didn’t just slide into my life, she jumped in with both feet and made a splash. It was one of the reasons I loved her. And one of the reasons
CaliTruth was acting shady. Like he was hiding something from me. Which was strange seeing how brutally honest he always was. It had been going on for days, maybe even weeks. If I didn’t know better I would say he was fooling around behind my back but I knew better. He couldn’t keep his hands off of me.Which suited me just fine.But it did mean we were not where we were meant to be. Like now, we had meant to be at Cooks to meet everyone over two hours ago. We weren’t just late, we were really late. Not that I could bring myself to regret that. Having Truths dark head pressed between my thighs was one of my favourite past times. Only narrowly beaten by the feel of his cock pushing into me.So yeah, I couldn’t bring myself to regret that we were late… again.“About bloody time.” Avery was there the moment we pushed our way into the dark confines of the bar. I stumbled backwards as she hugged me tightly. We had become good friends since I had gotten back to town a few months ago. T
Truth My brother was acting odd.Cali was acting odd. Every fucker and their dog was acting odd tonight and no one seemed to want to tell me what the hell was going on. I hated secrets and lies. And the fact I was keeping not just one but two myself was eating me up inside. Still, I knew that these secrets were good ones. Whatever it was that was eating Cali and Wicked, didn’t look good. Cali looked worried and Wicked? Well, Wicked was acting like something was eating him up inside. “Baby.” Moving the hair from Cali’s cheek I lowered my lips to her ear, letting the smell of her perfume fill my lungs. She always smelt so damn good. Even when she was sweaty and in need of a shower she smelt good enough to eat. It wasn’t fair.“Mmhmm.” She wiggled her ass against my crotch and my hand came down hard on her thigh. I wanted to bury my hand under the skirt of her short dress but we didn’t have a table in front of us to hide her from view. And I wasn’t sure how she would feel about pu
TruthAll hell broke loose the moment we sat back down and I knew it was partly my fault for opening my mouth about what I had seen happening on the pool table on the way back from the bathroom. Namely, Fender screwing around with his daughter's best friend. Fucking a god damn college girl when he was a man in his fifties. And in front of his kids no less. The man seriously had no shame. Ruin always turned a blind eye because he was so used to his dad horn dogging it around. But Chelsea was little more than a child. And as much as she was a spilt brat she didn’t need the years of therapy she would need to get over what was currently happening. No fucking kid did. Fender needed to grow up and realise he was a father. He needed to stop doing that shit in places were his barely adult daughter could see.Still, I felt sorry for Wicked the most. As usual, Ruin had asked him to step in. To play babysitter to Chelsea like he had nothing better to do tonight. Sure, Wicked didn’t have an o