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“Fantastic,” I mutter, thinking that half the fucking s
chool are going to be there, which means lots of potential witnesses.
The last thing I want to do is drag Cole into my bullshit with his captain, but he saw what I didn’t, and, if it’s possible, he looks even hungrier for Bexley’s blood than I am.
“I’ll text you when we’re good?”
“You got it, bro.”
I nod at him and take the drinks back through that I used as an excuse to get Cole alone in the first place. After handing out the sodas, I drop back down on the couch. Remi immediately puts her feet back in my lap, and I’m powerless but to drop one of my hands to her ankle. What I really want to do is push it higher and up under the skirt I washed and dried for her so she had no excuse to leave after our very enjoyable shower this morning. But that was just the beginning. I need so much more from her today.
The episode they were still both staring at comes to an end, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I might be a patient guy when necessary, but having her long and very bare legs in my lap all this time is pushing my limits.
“You two can fuck off now,” I grunt at my brothers who both look like they’re getting comfortable for the night.
“But…” Conner whines when the next episode starts.
“Now,” I bark, killing the TV with the remote that’s sitting on the coffee table.
“It’s okay, they can stay.” Remi’s soft voice fills the space.
Nice try, Princess but it’s time I got you alone. And naked.
I turn to her, holding her gaze for a second before dropping it down to my shirt that she’s still wearing in favor of her own skintight Seahawks one. I’m fucking grateful, because that thing had Bexley’s number on the back and he doesn’t deserve to even look at Remi, let alone attempt to claim any kind of ownership of her.
Her nipples pebble behind the fabric, and I’m reminded that there’s nothing beneath my shirt. She squirms, her thighs rubbing together, her foot moving against my growing cock.
“Jesus fucking Christ, we’re going. Just stop doing that when you’ve got company.” Conner’s words barely register as I glare at Remi’s skirt as if its mere presence offends me.
“Don’t break her, Ace. We need someone to deliver the drinks next time we hang.”
“Fuck. Off.”
The second the door shuts behind them, I dive for her. “Fucking hell, Princess. Do you have any idea how badly I need my hands on you right now?”
She shakes her head, a shy, innocent smile playing on her lips.
“Well, let me show you.”
I part her thighs, exposing her lace covered mound, and settle myself between them. Dropping my lips to hers, she makes a point of keeping hers closed for a few seconds in defiance.
I growl. “Hmmm… you know how much I like it when you fight. But you forget something, Princess. I fight dirty.”
My hand dives under my shirt, and I cup her naked breast in my palm. She gasps at the sensation and her lips part for me.
“Wasn’t hard now, was it?” I mutter against her mouth.
Her response is a groan as I pinch her nipple, making her hips roll against me.
Fuck. Revenge shouldn’t feel this fucking good.
I still for a second as the reality of why we’re even here hits me full force. But I lock it down. None of that matters right now. I’ll worry about that later when I step outside of this little bubble we’ve found ourselves in.
Right now, all that matters is hearing her scream my name as I make her lose control.
I kiss along her jaw and down her neck. “You want me to make you come again, Princess?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
