I love you. He returns.
I stand from my seat and dump out our full mugs of coffee. Walking over to where they stand, I wrap my arms around her back, and kiss her cheek before heading out of the room.
The sounds of someone moving up the stairs come about ten minutes after I’ve left the kitchen. It doesn’t take long for the door to open and my heart to swell when I see Beck outlined against the hallway light. He walks into the darkened bedroom, stripping his clothes as he stalks towards the bed. I roll onto my side and wait for it . . . that moment when he slides into bed and reaches over, pulling me deep into his arms and surrounding me in his protection.
“Are you okay?” he whispers against my ear.
“I will be.” I reply honestly. Because, I will be. We will get past this, and nothing is going to stand in my way now. “I will be.” I repeat.
He doesn’t answer, but then again he doesn’t need to. He just pulls me tighter, pressing his chest to my back, his chin to my neck, and his arms tight around my body. It doesn’t take long before his steady breathing is matching my own.
CHAPTER 22
Dee
“Rise and shine, you horny little humpers!”
I jump when Coop’s voice booms through Beck’s bedroom. I frantically pull the sheets over my naked body, but given the look on Coop’s face, it’s too late and he’s already seen my boobs.
“Nice tits, Dee.”
Yup, he definitely didn’t miss them.
“You motherfucker, stop looking at her like that.” Unconcerned with his nudity, Beck jumps out of the bed and rushes toward him. All my embarrassment disappears when I watch his firm ‘good enough to eat’ ass as he runs out after Coop. It sounds like a herd of elephants running through the house as Beck chases him.
“Dude, if your dick touches me, I’m going to puke!” Coop yells, his voice carrying through the house. He sounds so freaked out that I can’t even hold back the laughter anymore.
I start snickering so hard that I lose my hold on the sheet. Not even concerned about my state of undress, I climb out of bed to get dressed, wiping the tears that my laughter has brought from my face.
With my naked back to the door, I bend over to pick up the shirt that Beck discarded last night, but when a masculine cough hits my ears, I jump and stand. Holy shit. I know it’s not Coop because I can hear his gagging and Beck’s yelling from further away in the house. Shit!
“Please tell me that you’re gentleman enough to have your back to me?” My voice wobbles and my face flames.
“Wouldn’t exactly be able to enjoy the view if I did. Nice ass, Dee.” Maddox laughter echoes through the room before I hear the door shut and his heavy booted feet walking away from the door.
I rush to throw some clothes on. I’m so embarrassed that my face feels like it might burst into flames. Thank God Beck was busy with Coop because I’m pretty sure his head would explode if he knew that both of his friends have seen me naked.
Beck comes storming back in the bedroom with his hands covering his dick. I want to laugh, but when I see his face, I know that wouldn’t be the best move. He takes one look at me, standing at the sink brushing my hair, before stalking towards me. His hands drop and I watch in fascination as he grows harder with each step. I lick my lips and he growls. My eyes meet his in question, and I’m met with pure, raw heat.
He walks right up to me and without a word, strips the clothes from my body, lifts me up so my ass rest against the vanity, and rams into me. His movements are frantic and his pace rushed. He licks and bites along my neck and his fingers dig into my hips as he pounds into me. It doesn’t take long for us both to tip over the edge. His lips slam down against mine, eating my screams while I swallow his grunts.
He releases my lips, and with his dick still deep inside me, locks eyes with mine. “Do not shower. I want to know that I’m still inside you when you walk down those stairs and sit down at the table. When those assholes are sitting in the same room with you after just seeing what is mine, I want to know that I’m still all over this sweet pussy.”
Well. Ohhhkay, then. I nod, and when he pulls from my body, we both get dressed in silence before walking downstairs hand in hand.
*
Chelcie looks different this morning. I can still see the lingering fear in her eyes, but now, she also looks . . . nervous? We’ve been sitting around the table for about thirty minutes, just making small talk while we eat some breakfast that the boys brought over. The whole time, Chelcie keep looking over at Coop before quickly shifting her eyes away. She hasn’t even eaten much, just keeps pushing it around her plate and worrying her lips.