Page 30 of Wallflower No More

My jaw clenches. “They aren’t going to after hearing us.” She looks up, surprised. Her lips are puffy and red. “Was I too rough with you?”

“No!” She yells, then adds with a whisper. “I loved every thrust, Ax.”

Well, that makes my cock spring back to life. Scarlett can handle the darkness. “Let me taste myself on you.” My eyes darken, and my mouth comes down to hers.

“Please! For the love of God, can we come out yet?” Dallas shouts from Sasha's room.

I laugh, and Scarlett makes a mad dash out of my arms. Her flushed cheeks turn a crimson red. “Hold on.” Waiting until she's fully covered, “It's safe.” She hides behind me, but I pull her out front and center. She's mine, fuck that. We've done nothing to be ashamed of. A smug smile reaches my lips because my girl's pussy is a dream. Scarlett is like a drug slipping through my veins. She's awakened something in me. Hope? Trust? Maybe sometimes people do stay. People can like you because of you, not because of the money or what they can take from you. I don't think she's like that.

Dallas comes around the corner, smirking. “Y'all are going to have us late for family dinner. You know how Jake gets in his feelings when he's prepared a masterpiece, and it gets cold.”

She looks over at me with a smile. “Can Jake cook?”

Dallas and I answer simultaneously. “Yeah!”

Sasha pops up. “But don't tell him they said that his ego is worse than this one's.” She points at me and laughs.

I roll my eyes, and Scarlett's grin grows. “Well, y'all better bring me a plate back then.”

Toby looks at his watch. “You're not coming with us?”

She shakes her head. “Not this time, guys. I didn't know about it, and I've already committed.”

No. The. Fuck. She's. Not. Plans with Brody? I grab her hand and lead her back to the bedroom. “We will see you guys there.”

“I won't, but he will.” She barks back as she tries to take her hand out of mine.

Pinning her against the wall, I block her in. “Where the fuck are you going?”

She stares me down, not intimidated one bit. “None of your business.”

Taking a few deep breaths, I try to control my temper. Inviting her slipped my mind with the whole Fearless Insta charade, so she has a right to be upset. This boyfriend shit is hard. “With everything that's happened today, I forgot to ask you to come. But Scarlett, Sunday nights are for family dinner. You're my girlfriend and now a part of the group. We don't miss this weekly dinner.”

Her go-to-hell look dissolves away. Mostly. I am making progress. “Axel, I will be there next week with bells on, but someone just messaged my news email and wants a meeting with me tonight. She says she's got the scoop of the year.”

Lifting an eyebrow, I need more information. What if someone is setting a trap for her? “Who?”

Scarlett lets out a frustrated sigh. “No names until the meetup. That's how confidential informants work in journalism.”

“Tell them you can meet after dinner, and I'll go with you.” When she starts to protest, I add with a whisper in her ear. “Scarlett, the moment my lips tasted your sweet pussy you became mine. And Creeds protect what's theirs. Either you tell them, or I will.” We stare at each other, her defiance still lingering at the surface, but Scarlett nods in agreement. I kiss her lips softly. “Good girl.”

She almost purrs at the praise. We change clothes and head to Fearless House. This relationship shit is new to me. Hopefully, I'm doing it right. Rubbing my hands up and down her thick thighs is my new favorite thing. Scarlett says nothing, but her body responds to my touch and has since the beginning. Her breathing has turned shallow.

“Did the person respond about your meeting?” I say, breaking the silence.

“Yes. I told them around 8:30 would be a good time. Also, they want me to come alone.” She says the last part under her breath.

I shrug. “Tough shit.” Which I say loud and clear to let her know my mind is not being changed. She huffs air out of her lungs. She's pissed but doesn't say anything else. Scarlett has to think I'm being difficult, but honestly, it's for her own protection. My presence will be in the background. No one will even know I'm there unless they need to know. After the shit that went down last year with Dani and Jake, I won't take any chances when it comes to her safety.

We pull up to the house, and my girl jumps out, not waiting for me. Insert a big ass smirk here because I like a chase.

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Axel is a Neanderthal, and sometimes I just want to punch him in his beautiful face!

-Scarlett

Jaxon opens the door with a smile. “New friend! What's up?”