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“Oh, you’re back,” she says, her voice filled with excitement. “I was just wondering where you were.”
I take in her flushed cheeks, the red tomato sauce staining her mouth, her golden, curly hair tied into a messy bun. Striding towards her, I grab her chin and place a chaste kiss on her lips, unable to stop myself from tasting her. I lick my lips. “Delicious,” I murmur.
Rachel’s face flushes a deeper red. Her gaze lowers to my mouth while her eyes glaze over in want. “I’m glad you like it.”
My cock twitches and I don’t care if Hunter and Seth are watching us. After the terrible day I’ve had, all I want is her lips on me, her body writhing under me as I pound her into the bed. She looks so delectable, so beautiful, I just want to eat her up and never let her go. I want to hold her. I want her to hold me.
“Didn’t you mention something about tonight,” I murmur, closing the little distance between us. My hand rests on her hip, pulling her flush against me.
Rachel chuckles. “I need to finish cooking dinner.” She turns away, setting the spoon down on the counter. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“Very,” I say, my voice harsher this time as my hand slips from her hip to her ass, pulling her flush against me. I grind my hardening cock against her, biting back a moan.
Rachel gasps, her gaze flying to mine as I continue rocking against her. I feel someone move to my side. I hear Seth jumping down from his place on the island. Hunter pushes her hair to the side, kissing the crook of her shoulder.
“But, my dinner,” Rachel breathes.
“It can wait.” I capture her lips, kissing her fiercely, pouring all my anxiety and pain into that one kiss. My tongue strokes her lips, asking for entrance. She grants it to me. Her gasps spur me on as my tongue entwines with hers. Her teeth graze against my bottom lip and I moan, wanting and needing her more. My hands reach for her hair, burying themselves in her thick locks. I pull her head back, deepening the kiss until all I can do is breathe her in and I desperately wish for this moment to never end.
Rachel moans. Her leg lifts and I grab it, resting it against my hip while I grind harder against her. I feel Hunter’s fingers slipping between us, playing with the button of her skirt. With one quick movement, her skirt is undone, slipping down her waist while Seth kneels in front of her.
Rachel breaks our kiss and my mouth follows her, wanting more. I kiss her neck, sucking tenderly at the sensitive flesh. Her leg slips from my hip and Seth grabs her skirt, pulling it down to the floor while placing sloppy kisses against her thigh and knee. Hunter’s fingers dip into her panties and she gasps, her hands searching for me. I grab them, wrapping them around my neck while Hunter continues to press against her womanhood. She gazes up at me and I love the desperation in her gaze; the yearning.
I want and need more of it; more of her.
Her hands meet mine while she continues stroking my tongue with hers. My whole body tingles with need. I feel twisted and tied so tight, my muscles are shaking in expectation as she undoes the button to my pants, her fingers pulling the zipper down. I shudder when she dips her hand inside, pressing agonizingly against my underwear. My cock leaks and I thrust myself into her hand, desperate to be out of these clothes and inside her.
The bell rings faintly in the background. She stills against me, her eyes fluttering open, filled with alarm and worry. She breaks away from the kiss, but I’m not ready for her to leave. My hand strokes her hair, while I press a tender kiss against her jaw.
“Ignore it,” I breathe into her ear.
For a moment, I wonder if she will leave me like this; so hard I’m about to rip out of my boxers. Then, she turns her attentions back to me, a small smile on her lips. She arches against me, going up on her tiptoes, her mouth slightly parted-
The bell rings again, and then again, as if the person standing on the other side of the door is being hunted down in some suspenseful action movie. At least, that’s what it better be.
I’m tempted to tell Rachel to ignore it, but Hunter is already pulling away from her and Rachel is grabbing her skirt from Seth. She quickly pulls her skirt up, buttoning herself back inside while Seth rises from the floor. Thankfully, I’m not the only one looking flustered as I look around at the bros, finding Hunter trying to fix his cock in his jeans while Seth strides towards the sink, splashing water on his face.
“Who the fuck is it?” Seth mutters while turning off the faucet.
“It better be fucking Liam Neeson,” Hunter grumbles while dumping his body onto the couch.
I push myself back into my pants and zip myself up while I listen to Rachel open the door and say, “Hello?”
I cross my arms, scowling at the counter, knowing as soon as that door closes I’m going to grab Rachel, toss her over my shoulder, and punish her very sweetly for allowing someone so stupid to disrupt our fucking.
“Oh, why, hello,” I hear a familiar voice, making my nose scrunch up in distaste. That better not be who I think it is.
“I apologize if I’m disrupting your dinner time, but I’m looking for a Lucas Brent.”
I still. All desire leaves me in one swift motion as I hear Rachel say kindly, “Oh, yes. He’s here. Come on in.”
I slowly turn around. A chill creeps across my skin as a bearded red head appears from the small foyer. He stops as soon as he catches my gaze, giving me a knowing smirk.
“Lucas,” says Samuel while holding out his hand, waiting for me to shake it.
I stare at the hand as if he’s the devil offering me anything my heart desires for my soul. I hate the slight shake in my hand as I go to grasp his, shaking it firmly as I ask, sounding too bewildered for my own ears, “What are you doing here?”
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