Roan redirected his focus to Drew’s blonde girlfriend. He recognized the dress she wore as one of his favorites from Clarissa’s pink jumpers. Best not to mention how he’d ‘used’ the jumper in the past.
“She seems nice.” For a woman Roan was ‘fake dating,’ he didn’t have much of an opinion about her beyond his gratitude. She must have had a pretty good sense of humor to play along this long.
“No, I mean us as a couple. I get that it’s only been a few weeks. Do you think we have ‘Soulmate, I will lie to my best friend to have your love’ written all over us?”
Lying would have been the path of least resistance, though he owed Drew a version of the truth. “You answered your own question. It’s been less than a month. Haven’t had time to form an opinion.”
Willow seemed pretty quirky, yet nothing like what attracted him to Clarissa. He was mesmerized by the way she kept fiddling with her pigtails.
He wanted her in his bedroom, his fist wrapped in her hair as he bent her over his bed...
“You’re useless when she's around, aren't you? Let’s put you out of your misery.” Drew strode into the living room and took Willow’s hand. Whatever he said to Clarissa made her saunter over to Roan.
He couldn’t not touch her and was compelled to slide her past the table and against the kitchen island. Despite his desire to devour her, he tried to maintain a good two feet of space between them.
She cutely bit her lower lip, swishing her skirt as she put her phone in the skirt’s side pocket. “Drew says you needed me?”
“Understatement.” Those two feet were unreasonable. He whispered into her ear. “I always need you.”
She let him turn her and embrace her from behind. “I meant needed me for the party.”
“If you insist. I’d rather have you alone.” Since she made no attempt to resist, he reached down to the edge of her skirt. Silky pink stockings stopped mid-thigh with garters.
Above that, he encountered nothing.
The blood immediately rushed away from his brain and directly to his cock. Sweet like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, and she expected him to behave at this birthday party where she was sans panties.
“Happy birthday to me,” she helped his hand on its upward journey.
“You are in so much trouble, baby girl.” He deliberately avoided fingering her, though he encountered the start of slick near her core. Instead, he cupped her two perky cheeks under that skirt.
“Bad Daddy.” She hummed and then stiffened, wiggling away. “You need to behave.”
“What you need is for me to take you back to the bedroom and punish you for skipping those panties.” He didn’t let her go. “The other guests are late, and Drew and Willow aren’t shocked.”
His girl was breathless and rightly struggled to ignore what her body craved. She struggled to get the next words out. “Roan... Willow and I have been talking, and we think it’s time?—”
There was a knock at the door, and Roan reluctantly released her. It wouldn’t be the best first impression to her friends if he was mauling her.
He reached out for her hand and was surprised that she danced away toward the living room.
Before he could ask what she was doing, Drew had answered the door, and the person on the other side growled, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Tank had arrived, uninvited, and more than a little unhappy to see Drew.
Drew, being the good friend he had clearly become, stated the obvious, “Attending a birthday party for your sister.”
Willow had appeared at Roans side and dragged him to the cake table, while Clarissa continued to the door.
“Hey, Tristan! Glad you could make it.” Clarissa elbowed Drew out of the way and gave her brother a hug as he entered.
“Let me take your coat.” Drew carried the coat and his body away from Tank.
Clarissa continued the hug, rotating ninety degrees so she was facing Roan and Willow. The determined expression and tilt of her head communicated that Tank’s intrusion was no surprise.
“Guppy, tell me you aren’t on a date with that rat bastard, Drew,” Tank asked.
“Don’t be silly. He’s Dr. Marin’s friend, and you know men can’t plan parties,” Clarissa answered and linked her arm with her brother as she finished the turn so Tank could see Roan and Willow. “Dr. Marin volunteered to host since his house is bigger. My other friends are on their way.”
