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Rush squirms in his chair like he’s trying to hide a boner. “Fuck,” he breathes. Same man, same.
“Or… I wouldn’t mind both of you.”
I have to remind myself that this is how she copes with trauma. Sex is how she lets go, how she forgets. I don’t want her to want me because of that. I want her to want me because she loves me, and needs to have me. I’m sure Rush feels the same. She will know when she’s ready to have sex with me or him or us and not when she’s doing it to forget Zayan.
“Turn it off,” I growl. I can’t watch anymore, or I’ll stomp my way up there and finger fuck her until she’s soaking my hand. Rush mutes it, and I turn away so I can’t see her pleasuring herself.
The sexual tension in this room is so hot that a tiny spark would set it ablaze.
I need to get out of here, and now. Before I do something stupid.
“I’m going to town to grab supplies. See you later.” I don’t even listen to his response as I storm out of the room to my Jeep. Once I’m behind the wheel, I exhale deeply. My cock aches behind my pants, so I do the only thing I can. Slowly pushing my pants down, my cock springs free. I grip the base tightly, roughly working it up and down. Visions of Tara in the shower, naked on the bed, pleasuring herself fuel my release. It doesn’t take long before my balls tighten, exploding with pleasure. My cum coats my hand so I find a napkin to clean up, but it does nothing to help the desire still coursing through me.
That stubborn girl will do anything to get under my skin. I need to clear my head after that, and the candy store is the perfect place to do that.
* * *
Standing in the backyard,I proudly look over our handy work. “I think she’ll love it,” Rush says excitedly by my side.
My heart does a little cartwheel. “Me too.” I feel like a giddy little teenager trying to impress the girl I have a crush on. I never thought I’d be putting something like this together for a girl, much less doing it with a man who also catches her eye—and mine.
A smile spreads across my face as I think about what her reaction will be. That fantasy quickly fades once my mind takes over. This is a frequent occurrence where my brain will tell me all the different scenarios on how something could go wrong. Even though I know they’re most likely lies, I believe them. I self-sabotage in any way I can, preventing myself from truly being happy with what I’ve done. It happens all the time when I’m drawing or tattooing.
Wringing my sweaty palms together, I brace myself as best as I can. “What if she hates it? Did we get everything? Did we miss something?” My words are hurried, showing every bit of the anxiety coursing through me.
Rush grips my biceps, forcing me to look him in the eyes. “Reilly, it’s perfect. She’s going to love it and love that you thought of this for her. Get out of your head.”
I take a deep breath to relax the itching attacking my skin. “Okay…yeah…okay, this isn’t going to totally suck. She’s going to like it. It will be okay,” I whisper.
Rush’s right-hand glides up my shoulder, settling on that spot connecting it with my neck. “If you don’t stop overthinking, I’ll have to give you something else to think about.”
Pretty sure my heart stops the moment he utters those words.Was that…was he just flirting with me? Holy shit, he totally was.
“All I do is overthink. You’ll have a lot ofhardwork to do.” The words spill from my lips before I can stop them. Fuck, I sound like a rookie trying to flirt back, but if the flare in Rush’s chocolate eyes is anything to go by, it clearly worked. My skin itches in a whole new way, yearning to get my hands on him and see where this could go.
“I can think of a lot of—”
“The mango juice is in the fridge keeping cool until you’re ready for it,” Mariana’s voice cuts off what I can only assume was going to be something dirty. Rush slowly releases me, taking a step back before turning his attention to Mariana.
“Thanks for your help, Mariana. We’ve got it from here. Take the rest of the night off.”
“But, Mr. Nix, he—”
“He’s already approved it. You go relax,” Rush commands. I know for a fact Nix hasn’t approved this, but I don’t give a shit. He left to have dinner with his mom, and I don’t know when he’ll be back. Quite frankly, I don’t care when he gets back as long as he doesn’t fuck up our special night with Tara. Part of me feels bad for not including him, but she’s still not ready to talk to him, so I kept it quiet. She’ll let him in on her own time when she wants to.
“Oh, okay. You boys have a wonderful night,” Mariana says.
“You too,” Rush and I say in unison.
Once we’re alone again, the energy is not the same again. It’s probably for the best before this gets out of hand and the focus gets taken off Tara. “It’s getting dark. I’ll get this started, and you go get our girl.”
I could come in my pants just by hearing this sexy man call Tara ours. “Yes, sir,” I say with a smirk. Slowly walking backwards, my eyes roam down his body taking in the beautiful sight. I don’t know when I got so obsessed with him, but I’m going to go crazy if something doesn’t happen soon. Maybe it’s the pressure of everything going on that has me on edge, or maybe I’m realizing that time is short, and I might as well go for what I want when I have the time to. I smile to myself as I turn around to walk and head up the stairs two at a time to get our girl.
Once I reach Marnix's room, I say a single prayer that what we did is enough. I don’t know why I’m so anxious about it. Tara isn’t like the East Side girls. She’s not stuck up, she’s caring, and she doesn’t give a shit how much something costs. She’s a fucking angel with a mischievous side.
I guess it’s because she’s mine and I want her to have everything she’s ever wanted. I never want her to be disappointed in me. I’m not sure she could be, but it’s something I don’t want to feel in this lifetime.
Pushing the door open, I find Tara sitting on the edge of the bed in tiny silk black sleep shorts and a white tank that I see her nipples through. No damn bra.
