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She’s staring at me through her eyelashes. Keeping that goddamn unbroken stare of hers while she pumps her hand at my base and sucks me down. The sound of her throat swallowing me, the slick friction of her mouth—it’s driving me fucking insane. My hips twitch against her faster, sending my head banging back into the wall.

“Baby,” I grunt, my voice completely wrecked. I stare back down at her and lock our eyes once more. “Look at you. Good…” Another moan breaks free when her throat clenches around the tip. “Fucking girl.”

She hums, nodding. The vibrations of her throat damn near causes my knees to buckle. I reach down, fisting my fingers deep into her thick waves. I pull her head back just enough to see her wet, swollen lips, before I thrust forward, forcing her mouth wide open.

Bella lets out a muffled whimper. Her hands claw at my thighs as I drive myself down. Slamming the entire length of my throbbing dick right into the back of her throat.

She takes every damn inch. Her throat clamps around my shaft, squeezing me so tight my vision blurs. My balls tighten even harder into an aching knot as the pressure builds.

Until I’m right on the brink of exploding.

“That’s it,” I growl while I fuck her throat. “Take it all, malyshka.” I hold her head in place, my hips snapping forward as I thrust in deep. I hit the back of her throat over and over until she’s gagging around me.

Right as I’m about to lose it, her hand leaves my thigh. She reaches up between my legs and wraps her warm fingers around my balls, giving them that heavy squeeze she does when she wants to ruin me.

“Ahh!” I moan, the sudden spike of pleasure shooting straight up my spine.

My entire body locks up.

She squeezes my balls tighter and that’s the final fucking straw. I’m done. I can’t hold it back any longer. I drive myself as deep as I can go, pulsing thick and hot right down her throat.

“Fuck, baby,” I mutter as she swallows the last drop of my cum.

Chapter 61

CADE

My parents’ house

25 days since we got our girl back.

Grandpa Bennett finally finished his never ending Wall Street story a few moments ago when Haley and Knox arrived. I love my grandfather to death but he just doesn’t understand why a Whitmore would ever venture off Wall Street.

I’ve always taken after my mom’s Ashmoor side of the family. Especially my Grandpa James and my mom’s younger brother, Spencer. I got my love of art from them. When Cal and I would spend our summers at the Ashmoor house in the Hamptons, Grandpa James would teach me to paint. I learned how to capture the ocean on a canvas. How to layer the deep indigos of a swelling tide while tracing the fragile white seafoam cresting over the waves with a palette knife.

And then during the fall, when we’d have the family over to watch the Bills on Sunday nights, Uncle Spencer would teach me how to sketch. I learned all about shading from him while the rest of the house was busy yelling at the refs for not throwing a flag.

I had a sneaking suspicion where the two loves of my life snuck off to, but I decided to ask anyway. When I found my mom sitting with Irina, I asked her if she’d seen them. Irina almost choked on an olive. Mom just offered a gracious smile and leaned over.

“He took her inside, darling,” she whispered, nodding toward the stairs leading up to the house.

That’s all the information I needed.

Lex’s loud grunts echo through the hallway as I near the door. I reach for the handle, already laughing and shaking my head as I press open the door to my childhood bedroom.

The moment I step inside, I find Bella on her knees with Lex’s dick down her throat.

“Fuck, baby,” Lex roars as his body locks up tight.

“Well,” I say, shutting the door behind me a little harder than necessary. “Isn’t this lovely.”

Bella falls back onto her ankles with a soft and breathy gasp. Her cheeks are flushed as he looks up at me.

Lex doesn’t even look flustered. He just lets out a rough breath, running a hand through his hair before he grips his boxers and jeans. He pulls them up in one smooth motion and buttons his fly.

His icy-blue eyes find mine with a satisfied heat. He gestures down at Bella, then cocks an eyebrow at me. “Just in time, babe.”

The sight of Bella on her knees with her lips shiny and swollen and Lex looking like a feral god makes my dick instantly twitch inside my trousers. The pull is almost unbearable. But I look around my old room, at the framed landscape prints and the reality of the crowded backyard right below us, and force myself to play the adult here.