Once she steps closer, I grasp her waist and effortlessly lift her onto me. She straddles me frontally with a hiss on her lips from the pain in her chest before settling down. She watches as I pour the juice down my throat while keeping my eyes fixed on hers before placing it on the counter and laying my hands on her bare thighs. I slide them beneath Reign's shirt before tightening my grip on her pantie-free hips with a growl.
“You keep walking around this damn house with no fucking panties on will get you in a lot of trouble.”
She smiles as she wraps her arms around my neck, her lips near mine.
“I like trouble.”
I raise an eyebrow before her mouth meets mine and we become engrossed in a wild make out session that quickly escalates. She jerks her hips against me, rubbing her exposed cunt against my cock with eagerness, making me solid right away, and I strengthen my hold on her ass, forcing her to grind down harder. I end the kiss and nudge her chin with my nose and as soon as she tilts her head back, I engulf her throat with my tongue, prompting her to gasp.
Losing control, I slither my palm up her flat stomach toward her breast, but hearing Reign aggressively drop a plate down on the island behind her causes us both to pause.
“She needs to fucking eat, or I would have punished her for it already and we've got shit to do.”
Charley lifts her head with a broad grin as I roll my eyes when he returns to the stove.
“You guys spoil me.”
Fuck, she is a horny little slut this morning. I smack her ass, prompting her to squeak.
“Be a good girl and eat your fucking breakfast before I eat you; you're staying with me tonight.”
She casts a glimpse behind me at Reign, and I can only assume she wants to be with both of us. This must be what it is like to be in a three-way, but she will never find me and Reign in the same bed unless we are fucking her together, but never to sleep.
I like my brother, but not that damn fucking much. We will just have to work around whatever the fuck is going on between the three of us. That is, if she decides to ever grace our presence again once she discovers the truth. The thought of not ever seeing her again twists my gut. When Reign taps my shoulder, I give him the side eye.
“Let's get going.”
I honestly have no idea what the fuck he is talking about, but that tone tells me it is serious. I observe Charley as she climbs off me and then watch Reign kiss her before he walks toward the front door. She gazes at me as I stand from the stool, and I stoop down to kiss her lips gently.
“See you soon, Lil Chaos.”
She nods briefly before I pass her and catch up with Reign.
I put my feet up on the dash and bring the joint from behind my ear to my lips while he drives.
“Yeah, I don't fucking think so.”
His bitter tone causes me to roll my eyes and turn down the window beside me.
“Happy?”
“Nah, not fucking happy. I have to put up with that shit in the house all the time.”
“Well, it shouldn't be a problem then.”
He releases a low growl as I ignore him, focusing instead on lighting the joint. With each deep inhale, the potent, earthy smoke rushes into my lungs igniting my senses and sending waves of calm coursing through my brain, immediately relaxing me.
“So, where the fuck are we going?”
“To see our fucking fathers.”
My gaze darts to him beside me, and I sit forward swiftly, turning to face him.
“Why the fuck?”
His jaw tenses as he stares forward, and I continue since he remains mute.
“She fucking told you, didn't she?”
