Page 73 of Precious Legacy

I nod slowly, still unsure what I can say right now to deflect from what’s happening here. I was sure this wouldn’t happen. I was assured the guys wouldn’t bother us. They have no business being here, yet they’ll probably find an excuse.

“Relax,” Roman growls in my ear, his fingertips digging into my hips.

I turn my face so that my hair covers it and lean down level with his ear. “Don’t tell me to relax when you promised you wouldn’t bother us.”

He captures my face in his rough palm, the softness of his eyes soothing the hot anger bubbling beneath the surface. Notonly is he risking being caught, but he’s riskingus.I don’t know which hurts more, the lack of thought or the lack of loyalty.

“Take that scowl off your face or I’ll fuck it off.”

Fuck! That dirty talk.I can’t even fight the smile that appears when he presses his lips to mine, the heat of his body enveloping me like a blanket and instantly soothing my worries.

“Well,” Haldon speaks up, handing out fruity cocktails that look like a glow stick threw up inside. His focus is solely on Savannah, who blushes when their fingers brush. He leans down, but his words are clear enough to hear. “Vee might bat for the other team, but I’m all yours, baby.”

TWENTY-EIGHT

The vibe between Lani and I has been off ever since I stepped foot in that cheesy fucking nightclub tonight. All it took was one look to see the fear in her eyes. It doesn’t take a genius to work out why she didn’t want me to show up, but I don’t give a shit whether her prissy little friend knows who I am. Lani needs to learn that it doesn’t matter who she is, or who we are. This isourcity.

To prove a point of just how pissed she still is that I crashed her girl’s night, she pushes me onto her bed, naked and desperate to fuck.

She takes a seat at the end of the bed, clearly having other ideas because her hands glide over her half-naked body. She’s wearing a black lace underwear set that has me rock hard and ready. It doesn’t really take much considering how hot my girl is, but when she’s teasing me like this and I know from the look in her eyes I’m not supposed to touch her, it’s paralyzing.

Her hand slips over her flat stomach, moving south to the waistband of her lacy panties. They do nothing to conceal her pretty pussy, and that alone is distracting enough. Parting her legs, she hitches her knees up and pushes her hands beneaththe material, throwing her head back as her fingers move seamlessly.

“Presh,” I rasp, pushing up onto my elbows. I know what she’s doing, and I can’t fault her for it. Driving me insane is what she does best, and I’m totally here for it if my stiff cock is anything to go by.

“I told you…” she says breathlessly, fingers moving rhythmically. “This is your punishment.”

“No,” I groan, leaning forward. It’s almost pathetic how desperate I sound, but after watching her all night and conjuring up ways to fuck the scowl from her face, I feel exactly like that. “Let me taste you, let me fuck you.”

Before I can get closer to her, she presses her foot flat against my chest. A sultry smirk lifts her gorgeous lips. Her jaw is set in rebellious defiance that makes my aching cock even more desperate to be inside her. “You should have thought about that before you crashed my night.”

My eyes tour her body, from her devilish gaze to her fingers circling her clit. I bite down on my fist, resisting the urge to dive between her legs and tear the pathetic excuse for underwear from her. I should be just as annoyed with her because I know she’s hiding something. Whether it’s about her friend or something else, I want to know why she looked like she was about to run away, not once, but twice tonight.

Inching closer, I run my hands up her calf, caressing her silky skin. “Lani,” I warn. “Let me see that cunt. Let me see how wet you are for me.”

She shakes her head as she tucks her lip beneath her teeth, her hand still moving determinedly. She throws her head back again and I swear I almost combust. Every moan has my dick throbbing, every movement has me eager to show her just how much I need her. To fuck her senseless and destroy any thought of her wanting to be with someone else. I’ll ruin her for anyoneelse. Then she’ll have no choice but to be mine. Because that’s the thought I’m battling with right now.

I’ve always known she’s mine, but there’s also been that tiniest hint of doubt in the back of my mind that tells me I might not be good enough for her. She deserves the best, and I’ll do whatever I can to give that to her.

But what if it’s not enough?

That’s the real kicker; that someday she might realize I’m not enough for her. She’s already heading down a path that deviates from The Five, from what our legacy dictates. She’s already defying her family.What if I’m the anchor that weighs her down and prevents her from doing what she wants?

I’ve already been tearing myself up about what happened to her five years ago. No amount of boxing can alleviate the pain I felt when she looked me in the eye and admitted she blamed me. I suppose it answers the question of why she’s hated me all this time. I’m the reason she got hurt that night.

My thoughts come crashing down on me at the same time a moan escapes Lani’s sinful lips.

Faster and faster, her hand moves just the way she likes, and I’m fucking raging. My fingers dig into her calf, but she doesn’t flinch. “Beg me,” she croaks, chest heaving like she wants me to make a move. She’s daring me, and I’m powerless to resist.

“Please, Lani,” I growl, though that apology doesn’t seem like enough for what she’s been through. My eyes are still locked on her hand, though, on the way her fingers move in and out of her.

“Tell me you’re sorry,” she commands.

I swallow back my impatience and guilt.Fuck,the guilt is tearing me up inside. “I’m sorry,” I rasp. “I’m fucking sorry!”

“Tell me how much you want it,” she whispers, a devilish grin widening her lips. “And it’s yours.”

Fuck.She’s a fucking vision, and I can’t take anymore. I grab her by the ankles and yank her towards me in a bid to escape my own mental persecution. A yelp escapes her as she’s forced onto her back, the wind snapping from her lungs. Her green-eyed gaze transforms into something feral as I crawl over her and she tries to buck her way out from beneath me.

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