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Her hands cling onto the table when Jace mimics my action and slides his hand beneath her panties. “Oh god.” She squeezes her eyes closed, then opens them when my finger breaches her hole teasingly before withdrawing.
“Come on, Jace, let’s fill her. Let’s play.”
Jace lifts his head from her neck, and his dark eyes lock with mine; he’s just as determined to have control of Tia as I am, but recently, he’s been more and more into sharing her. I’m starting to wonder if he finds the scenario as rewarding as we do.
I separate one of her folds while Jace separates the other. “Fuck, you’re dripping, Thalia,” he whispers against her neck again. Then he circles her clit while my finger pumps in and out of her pussy, and I revel in the change of her rapid breathing.
As his fingers graze mine, precum oozes from my cock, and at the sound of his zipper lowering, my eyes meet his. “I need to fucking come with her,” he grits out, his voice strained, and the pulsating of the tattooed veins creeping up his neck are an indicator of how desperate he is.
His finger meets mine, and our eyes remain locked in a silent conversation. Fuck, that’s hot. We will make her come together.
My eyes lock onto Jace’s cock. The way the pearly precum drips from the tip and he swipes his thumb over the head, has my balls aching with a need for him to gift her his essence.Fucking hell.As if hearing my thoughts, he brushes his thumb over her bottom lip, coating it in his cum.
And when her tongue pokes out to draw in his taste, excitement boils in my veins as I fumble with my zipper and tug my cock from my boxers.
In a booth, in a diner, in a mall, we fist our cocks as we sit beside our woman, pumping our fingers roughly into her pussy. Jace’s mouth crashes against her lips in a bloodthirsty kiss full of passion and possession. Our fists work faster and our fingers curl together until I feel her convulse, and finally, I can let go.
Jace’s movements still inside of Tia, but my finger continues its onslaught, determined to drain her of every ounce of pleasure. When Jace’s tattooed hand becomes coated in his cum, my mouth drops open and my orgasm rockets through me, delivering me such rapture, my vision blurs, then my palm is covered in my thick warmth.
Tia sags against the booth as Jace and I remove our fingers in a synchronized movement unlike anything we’ve shared before. He lifts his mouth from Tia’s swollen lips and narrows his eyes on me. “Don’t try to control me again, fuckwit.”
And just like that, I realize I never really had the control at all.
The only person who can control me is her.
It’s always been her. For as long as I can remember.
I squeeze my eyes closed, unable to go there. Not yet, I’m not ready, and if truth be told, neither is she.
We may never be.
But the foreboding sense of dread that fills my bloodstream tells me I may have to be, much sooner than I’d like.
The truth will be brutal, but the strength it takes to hide it can be just as savage.
Chapter
Eight
COLE
The moment I arrived back at the booth with the girls, I knew something had gone down between my brothers and Tia. The flush traveled up her neck and into her cheeks. Damn, even her ears were red. She looked thoroughly fucked, but that can’t be right, right?
Jace wore a smirk on his face that told me he got lucky, and when I glanced toward Lucas, his eyes darted away from mine, as if feeling guilty. I’m not sure why. If I’d had a chance to fuck around with Tia, I would have. Just so happened I was on daddy duty, and not the kind Lucas enjoys.
Our meals were devoured along with desserts, and when we paid the bill, Jace called Candy over to the booth and told her it was the best meal he’d eaten. Then he leaned into her, and my ears pricked up. “Tasted even better with our girl’s cum mixed with mine dripping from my fingers, and I’m sure my brother agrees too.” Her eyes widened, and the smug tip of his lips made my cock throb against my jeans, practically weeping at missing out on the action.
Giggles fill the apartment,and I smile to myself as I cut into the vegetables for the pasta sauce. Jace is bathing the girls tonight, and I can only imagine the mess they’re creating with the animal noises he’s been hollering. He gets louder with each giggle he creates. I shake my head when I remember how Harper insisted on him making a noise like a giraffe, and the dumbass spent countless hours on his phone trying to perfect it only for her to tell him she meant how they sounded when they ate. Which would have been so much easier.
For all of us.
“You’re getting pretty damn good at this cooking thing.” Lucas leans around me, stealing a carrot stick from the chopping board.
My eyes snap up to his. “I could have taken your fingers off.”
He shrugs a shoulder and leans back against the counter, watching me closely.
My gaze travels over his toned body. His damp hair is messy, and he smells of the sandalwood bodywash I cover myself in when I shower. I narrow my eyes.Did he do that on purpose?
