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The sting of her bite registers on Alex’s features, but it doesn’t linger for long. She takes a breath and shrugs. “I’m still interested in hearing it.”
“I’m sure you heard plenty about how Ophelia has been picking them off, right?”
“Yes, I’ve heard that.”
My mother smiles smugly. “You should be aware, sweet little one, that your darling mama is waiting to strike again.” She drags her cigarette, holds her breath for a second, and then exhales a cloud of smoke that masks her features. When the smoke clears, she continues with a sly grin, “But it won’t be a bastard this time.”
Alex frowns. “What do you mean?”
“Ophelia has a thing against ex-virgins. Then again, she’s always had a distaste for the things that make her jealous.” Her eyes flicker to Alex’s zipper and then back up, squinting far too proudly for me to accept. “But that’s all I have to say about that.”
When she stands up, her robe slips open and reveals the lace underneath. I avert my gaze to the veranda doors, listening to my mother’s retreating footsteps. The bathroom door snaps shut. The room plunges into silence, leaving a weird sensation in my gut.
All the happiness I felt downstairs is swallowed up. And it’s my mother’s gaping maw that did the devouring.
I take Alex’s hand, yank her into the hallway, and don’t stop until we’re in my bedroom on the second floor. As soon as the door is closed, I box her in with my hands, pinning her with my gaze to the door. “Why the hell haven’t you been coming by?”
“Does it bother you?”
I frown. “What?”
“That I haven’t been here?”
Feverish agitation rises in my gut. How the fuck can she talk to me like that after everything I’ve done to show her I care? “Yes, it bothers me that you haven’t been here. Is that what you want to hear from me, doll?” I lick my lips, feeling the desperation in my next admission. “I miss you.”
Her eyelids droop while she wraps her arms around my shoulders. “Tommy, I miss you too.”
My mood plummets despite her physical touch. “I don’t believe you.”
“Then I’ll make you believe me.”
Whatever protestations I think I want to say fall away when her lips crash into mine. I grip her hips while pressing my body flush against her, the resounding squeak that drifts from her nostrils as a result of pinning her to the door making my head spin. This girl drives me fucking crazy—and I love every second of it.
Her hand snakes between us, and she cups my cock. She sneaks beneath the waistband of my jeans and traces my shaft, taking her time to stroke from base to head. Sweeping pets weaken my knees and cause me to buck, chasing after her hand every time she tries to pull away.
“Don’t you dare stop, baby doll,” I groan while grabbing her chin. “Show me you want me.”
“Oh, Tommy,” she sighs. “I always want you. I swear it’s true.”
My eyes roll back as she grips my shaft. It’s the best kind of torture with her, awkward strokes shifting into confident pumps that draw soft groans from my lips. I kiss her sweetly, taking my time as my tongue slithers into her mouth to explore. She sucks on my tongue and mewls while bucking against me.
“Touch me,” she whimpers between kisses. “Tommy, please…”
Fuck, maybe we can be normal together.
I plunge beneath the button of her jeans and caress her pussy, loving how wet she gets just from kissing. Of all the girls I’ve hooked up with, I never met a chick who got so slick just from a few sweet nothings and a make-out session. She’s perfect in every way—and I have to convince her that I’m perfect for her.
Just when my fingers slide over her clit, the doorknob rattles.
“Go away,” I growl while angling her sweet pussy toward me. “Busy…”
A voice echoes through the door, saying, “Tomas, it’s Lev.”
When I pull Alex away from the door, it swings open. Lev stands there with a disoriented expression, glancing between Alex and me a few times before frowning at Alex. “So, you picked him, huh? So much for having faith in me.”
Alex’s face reddens, and she mumbles something under her breath about protection. I try to catch her arm, but she flees too quickly from my bedroom, scampering out the door and down the hallway. It doesn’t even register that she’s gone until I hear the alarm for the front door beep.
I frown. “Does she need a ride?”
