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He must realize I’m lost in thought again because he lifts his eyes to look at me. He has a puzzled expression on his face, with his lips pressed tight and a furrow on his brow.What I wouldn’t do for this gorgeous man.His looks are definitely a plus, especially those golden-brown eyes that make my heart quiver. He’s wearing a long sleeve black shirt that’s tight against his body, allowing the outline of his pecs to show as his biceps threaten to rip through his sleeves. This man knows he has more to offer than his body, but fuck, if I didn’t wish he would show it off more.What if I just shouted, ‘take it off!’?The corners of my mouth turn up, but Conrad tilts his head to the side, and I realize that I’ve been staring at him in silence for far too long.
“Did you hear what I said?” Conrad asks, and my trance is broken. I continue to stand there staring at him, trying to recall any words that came out of his mouth.
“You have no idea, do you?” he asks again, and I shake my head.
“Sorry, Conrad. I was lost in my thoughts,” I admit, trying to give him a coy smile and hoping to break this unbearable tension between us. Ever since the truth came out, whenever I’m near Conrad, I get this feeling that he doesn’t want to be around me and that he is trying whatever he can to be in my presence as little as possible.
His shoulders seem to relax, and I decide to take my shot at breaking through the wall he’s built up to keep me out. “Conrad, I need to–” I’m interrupted as the door to the bathroom swings open and King saunters out, still in that towel.
King passes by me, and I notice he trimmed his beard. It’s still a burly, Viking-esque beard, but now I wonder if I would still be able to grab a handful.Snap out of it.This man really just spent a lot of time trying to look like he just rolled out of bed. I’ll have to save that thought for later. King spends an hour in the bathroom and still comes out looking the same.
“Did I interrupt something?” King glances between us. I want to scream that, of course, he interrupted, and now he just ruined a chance I had to talk to Conrad.
Like a punch to the gut, Conrad replies, “Don’t worry, you interrupted nothing important.” His eyes now directed back at the floor. “Stryker is on his way back and wants us all downstairs.” With that, Conrad turns and leaves, looking crushed.
King makes a low whistling sound. “There must’ve been a fire somewhere, he couldn’t get out of here fast enough.”
I turn my attention to King, my eyes glaring at him, hoping to burn a hole straight through his head. “Are you finished with the bathroom yet?” I snap as I walk towards him. “If you’re going to take an hour every time you need to primp and pamper yourself, we may need to set up a schedule.”
His eyes narrow on me as I meet him at the bathroom door. “It’s all yours.” He steps aside and makes a dramatic gesture with his hand to let me know I’m able to enter.
As I walk into the bathroom, I decide not to respond. I just shut the door.These men will be the death of me.I almost want to dare myself to invite King in, but I’ll be damned if I cross that bridge first just to get shot down. He’s an asshole enough to get off on something like that. Instead, I grab my phone, turn the volume all the way up and blastYou’re So Vainby Carly Simon.
Enjoy the song, dick.
After a quick shower, I dry off and walk out of the bedroom. I laugh a little to myself because King isn’t here.Good. I hope he enjoyed my song.I finish getting ready and head downstairs.
As I make my way down the stairs, I hear giggling coming from the dining room. From the sounds of it, I’m the last one to join. I walk through the doorway, and everyone is in different conversations. Stryker and Conrad are practically huddled together at the head of the table, murmuring to each other while King and Marcela are engaged in what looks like a hand-slapping game. They literally look like children on a playground trying to slap the backs of each other’s hands.
A giggle from the other side of the room catches my attention. BJ is lost in a fit of laughter as Alexie,myAlexie, has one of her hands gripped in both of his.What is he doing to that poor girl?I make my way over to them, and it only takes a moment for Alexie to notice I’m here. He doesn’t drop BJ’s hand, nor do I expect him to. Alexie is a very passionate and expressive man, and just because he’s showing affection toward another person doesn’t mean he wants to fuck them. If Alexie wants something from someone, he will make it known.
BJ hasn’t stopped laughing enough to greet me, but Alexie does, saying, “Good morning,Malyshka.”
BJ looks as if Alexie told her the funniest joke in the world. She’s wearing more color than usual, if that’s even possible. She’s definitely taking her new name ofRainbow Sparkleseriously. My attention is instantly drawn to her bright orange wig that’s cut like a long bob with bangs. On top of her hair is a sequin, purple pillow box hat.How very disco Jackie Kennedy of her.The hat matches perfectly with her purple pinafore dress with sequined stars all over. On top of the jumper is a bright yellow cardigan, and it looks like she picked out tights to match.She definitely did.The shoes, however, look like they contain every color known to man. The tall platforms of her Mary Janes are a rainbow connecting to all the other colors of her outfit. I have no idea how it works, but it really does.
“Oh my god, Nat. I had no idea how wild you were,” BJ says as her laughter dies to soft giggles. “Mr.-Dark-and-Crazy here was just telling me this story about a time when he couldn’t turn down a street race challenge–”
A laugh escapes my mouth because I know where this story is headed. “To this day, I’ll never understand how we ended up in a street race because you didn’t even have a race car,” I say to Alexie.
Alexie drops one hand from BJ’s while still holding firmly onto her with the other. His free hand comes up and grips my hand as well. Something about this situation seems right but also hilarious. “Oh,Malyshka, the other man kept staring at you, and I did not like it. You may not remember after you hit your head so hard on the steering wheel.”
BJ loses it at the mention of my head hitting the steering wheel. This draws the others’ attention, to which Marcela says, “Do share with everyone else.”
Alexie starts as we all realize that BJ might not stop laughing long enough to hear the rest of the story. BJ removes her hand from Alexie’s and sits. She turns in her seat to put all of her attention on Alexie as he starts the story. “We were at a stoplight after I took my love on a very romantic dinner date. Someneudachnikkept staring at my girl through her passenger window and thought he could speak to her. I kindly told him to go fuck himself because there was no way this gorgeous creature,” Alexie says as he looks at me, “would give him the time of day. His response was to rev his pitiful engine, so I did the same.”
“Testosterone,” I comment, rolling my eyes.
He continues, “Malyshkahad an idea on how to spice up this little race, she crawled right over the center to pop my hard cock right in her mouth. Yes, it was hard just being in her presence. I’m sure all of you men can confirm that.” Alexie pauses, and I realize he’s waiting for confirmation from one of them.
It’s Stryker that confesses almost unwillingly, “All too well.”
“Anyway,” Alexie goes on, “as she was moving up and down my shaft in both quick and slow motions. She really is like poetry in motion when she sucks cock.”Poetry in motion?My cheeks are probably beat red at this point.
“The light turned green, and we took off. Of course, that pathetic excuse for a man was no match, and I lost him in my mirror. Even after the victory was sealed, I didn’t slow down. This was an error in judgment, of course, because I end up coming so violently from those perfect, swollen lips...” Alexie reaches over and runs a finger across my mouth.
“That I lost control of myself and the car, and we went into the ditch. My poor love’s head hit the wheel so hard it knocked her out cold. We had to go to the emergency room. Turns out it was a concussion. I had to nurse her back to health with my own special brand of medicine,” he finishes with a wink.
As I glance around the room, I see some jaws have dropped while Conrad and King’s eyes have gone wide. “It was the best ride of my life,” Alexie quips as he bursts out in laughter. BJ joins him as if it’s the funniest thing she’s ever heard.
