“Good.” Her eyes fluttered closed for a second. “ because I’m so warm and wet Truth. Do you want to ….”
I didn’t let her finish. In the one-step it took me to teach her, I had already freed myself from my jeans. Careful that nothing fell out of my pockets that was important.
I slammed her into the back wall, my hands reaching to touch her. One slid around her back as the other went between her legs.
She was right, she was warm and wet.
Pulling her leg over my hip, I slammed into her. And her body opened easily to me before wrapping around my cock.
She was warm and wet, and so tight it was a struggle not to blow my load in her instantly.
“I fucking love you, Cali.” I ground out between my teeth as I fucked her hard.
“I love you too.” Cali’s fingernails dug into my skin.
From the cubicle next to us, I dimly heard a low grunt. Someone was right there, listening to me fuck my woman and no doubt jacking off.
I was just too busy losing myself in Cali’s warm heat to think too much about it.
Chapter Four
Truth
All hell broke loose the moment we sat back down and I knew it was partly my fault for opening my mouth about what I had seen happening on the pool table on the way back from the bathroom.
Namely, Fender screwing around with his daughter's best friend. Fucking a god damn college girl when he was a man in his fifties. And in front of his kids no less. The man seriously had no shame. Ruin always turned a blind eye because he was so used to his dad horn dogging it around. But Chelsea was little more than a child. And as much as she was a spilt brat she didn’t need the years of therapy she would need to get over what was currently happening.
No fucking kid did.
Fender needed to grow up and realise he was a father. He needed to stop doing that shit in places were his barely adult daughter could see.
Still, I felt sorry for Wicked the most. As usual, Ruin had asked him to step in. To play babysitter to Chelsea like he had nothing better to do tonight. Sure, Wicked didn’t have an official date tonight but he had seemed to be happy with Gem sat on his lap.
If anyone deserved happiness it was Wicked. Although I was sure most people would disagree with me. My big brother did have a habit of riling people up the wrong way anytime he opened his mouth. But his heart was always in the right place.
Mostly.
Sometimes anyway.
“Have a good night.” He nodded his head towards me, his face knowing as we studied each other. “And good luck.” His eyes flickered towards Cali. He gave her a nod and she just stared back, a frown pinching together her eyebrows.
She had no idea what he was talking about and it showed.
“Thanks, brother.” I clapped him on the back before letting him step away and get Chelsea out of the front door.
“Poor Chelsea.” Cali shook her head, flopping back into the seat that Wicked had just vacated. Her hair was a mess. And I couldn’t hide my grin. Everyone would know just by looking at her what we had been up to. Even if they didn’t know before.
“Poor Wicked I say.” Gemma piped up. “Having to put up with princess tantrum pants.”
“I don’t think wicked minds being anywhere near her pants actually.” Avery piped up with a laugh. I wasn’t the only person to turn to her in shock.
Ruins face went slack. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
Avery swallowed hard.
“Wicked is not fucking interested in Chelsea.” I spat. My brother had done a lot of stupid shit in his life but there was no way in hell he would try it on with his best friends sister. Not ever.
It was shitty rumours like that, that could get my brother hurt.