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“You want your pussy soaked in my come while we eat dinner with that idiot. You want everyone at that table to know I was just inside you.”
There isn’t any question in his tone. He wants what I realize now that I want too. It’s official—I’m defective to be this filthy. “Yes.”
“Jesus.”
He hisses from my whispered agreement and attacks me. A hint of bourbon tingles on my tongue when he plunges inside, reminding me how stressed he must be to drink in the afternoon. All of my worry regarding his alcohol intake evaporates when he fists my hair and holds me immobile. At his mercy, I let him control me without fear.
His forehead presses to mine. “Angel, you’re going to ruin me.”
“Look at Pete!”
I can’t respond to his rasping confession when Chelsea’s exuberant shriek screams from the foyer, and Pete’s nails claw at the door.
“I’m going to kill her.”
Everyone’s going to die at this rate. I laugh and wriggle out of his clenched fingers despite his protests. “I don’t want him to leave scratch marks.”
I race over and twist the knob. Both of them bolt inside, ecstatic to see us. Awkward with a gauzy yellow skirt stretched over his torso, Pete manages to jump on me. His paws drive into my shoulders while he whines and licks my face. I’m happy to see him too.
Chelsea glows, literally and figuratively with sparkles sprinkled across her shoulders and cheeks as well as excitement flushing her skin. “How do I look?”
Maneuvering around Pete’s tongue, I nod to her. “You’re breathtaking.”
“Why the fuck is that dog wearing a dress?”
Her smile from my compliment twists into an expression of contempt with her eyes narrowing at her brother. “Because I let him pick between a blue suit and a yellow gown and he chose that one. Donotdiscriminate against his fashion sense!”
“He shouldn’t be wearing clothes in the first place.”
Chelsea sucks in a deep breath ready to unleash on him. Neither of them will win this ludicrous argument so I try to appease them. “Both of you look fabulous. Maxim will be impressed.”
Titan swears under his breath and focuses on his computer. But the mention of her fiancé’s name eliminates her fury and the swoony grin returns. “I hope so.”
She grabs my hand and drags me out from under Pete and away from Titan, who growls in response.
“Come on, you’ve got to get ready too. I have the perfect dress for you.”
With less than sixty minutes until Maxim’s arrival, I don’t argue or look back at Titan. Safer to just let her spirit me away than give in to the temptation of her brother.
Titan
If I don’t punch this guy’s teeth out, it will be a miracle. Turns out Maxim’s as melodramatic as my sister. Sighing and staring off into space, he’s annoying as fuck when I ask him questions. Who knew Russians were so emotional?
He taps the bottom of his glass on his palm. Too overcome to drink the expensive vodka he requested.
“I’m a sadist by nature. I can’t change it obviously, but I do control it. With Chelsea, I don’t have the desire at all. That’s how I know she’s the one.”
Jesus. “Great. Awesome. Good for you. But did you tell her?”
When his head falls back and his eyes squeeze shut, I take that as a yes. Thank fuck. Now we’re finally getting somewhere.
“She wants to see for herself what I enjoy.”
Fair enough. I would too if I was her. But that’s not happening. “I told you before my sister isn’t going to your sex club.”
Finally, he mans up and looks me in the eye. “That’s why she wanted me to talk to you alone after dinner.”
I guess that’s what all the whispering was about while we ate. With my hand up Addie’s dress as she sat next to me, I really only focused on her battle between propriety and pleasure. She’s still sweet, so decency won with my fingers being pushed away instead of shoved inside her soaked panties.
