Page 85 of Unhinged Love

“The backyard will be perfect for parties,” Easton announces, coming in from out there.

“I don’t know. I think my big partying days are over,” I tell him. “I’m going to start a new policy. You can’t get in unless you wear your clothes the whole time.”

“I thought this was a housewarming party, not a ‘break Easton’s heart’ party,” he mutters. Kellan gives him a shove from behind. The rest of us all groan and roll our eyes.

“People change when they get serious about somebody,” Preston grumbles. “They get that?—”

“Please, tell me,” Tucker almost growls, putting his arm around Maya’s waist. “How do people get once they’re serious about somebody?”

It seems like Preston can learn his lesson, since he chooses to drink from his bottle again instead of answering.

“You’ll get to that place someday.” Tucker pulls a couple of beers from the fridge and hands one to Briggs. “I mean, if you ever find somebody who is willing to put up with you.”

“I wouldn’t hold my breath,” Maya decides.

“Why did I even come here today?” he asks nobody in particular.

“I’m sure it wasn’t for free beer,” I suggest, and we all laugh together.

Can this really be my life? Hosting a party for my friends in my actual house? I don’t have to worry about hiding it from Dad anymore. But I wasn’t kidding—I’m not throwing the kind of parties I used to. I’m past that point. Elliana got me past it.

Elliana, who juggles her hostess duties like a pro. Preston was awkward with how he said it, but he made a good point. She’s almost unrecognizable when I compare her to the girl I first met, who was pretty much scared of her own shadow. She feels more comfortable now in her own skin without her mom breathing down her neck all the time, and her personality can shine through.

Still, I understand how she feels when she closes the door after the last guests leave. When she slumps against it with her eyes closed. “Oh, my god. That was exhausting.”

“But fun?” I ask, because I have to make sure.

Her eyes open, and she smiles at me with her back against the wood. “Very fun. Did I do all right?”

“How can you even wonder that? Of course you did.”

“It’s bad enough I’m still really not used to being around lots of people,” she reminds me, pulling the clip from her darkhair and shaking it out around her shoulders. “But making sure everybody’s happy and that they have everything they need? That’s a whole other level.”

“You know…” I go to her, one hand on either side of her head so I can lean in. “We never have to do that again if you don’t want to.”

“No!” Her eyes go wide as she shakes her head. “No, I do want to. I want to get better at it so I’m not, you know, doubting myself all the time.”

“Practice, practice,” I whisper. “Like swimming. You’re getting better with that all the time.” Granted, she doesn’t like being in the deep end without holding onto the edge, but that’s still huge progress.

“How did everything change so fast?” Her hands touch my chest, and I’m probably some kind of sex addict because that’s all it takes for me to start to melt. I can’t get enough of her.

“I don’t know,” I have to admit, brushing a kiss against her forehead, then the tip of her nose. “But I like it. I really like it. And I want more of it. Every day.”

She tips her head back so her lips will meet mine, and I can’t help but capture her bottom lip and graze it with my teeth. “Just like I want more of you every day. Am I too greedy?” I ask, rolling my hips so my thickening dick will press against her.

“I don’t think there is such a thing,” she decides, letting her hands slide down my chest until one of them is cupping my crotch, rubbing it slowly. Her touch makes my breath catch, and she giggles. “I don’t know. If you are, that means I’m greedy, too.”

“What can we do about that?”

“Who says we have to do anything about it?” Her tongue darts out to meet mine and fuck, it’s amazing. She is amazing. She’s everything.

And right now, she’s about to make me come in my pants. “Put this in your mouth, instead,” I pant, fumbling with my fly now that all the blood has left my brain. She helps, slowly sinking to her knees and wrapping her fingers around me once she pulls me free from my boxer briefs.

“What do I get if I put it in my mouth?” Looking up at me, her eyelashes flutter. The girl has learned a lot in a very short amount of time. And she loves driving me crazy.

“It depends on if you do a good job or not.” Her hair is so soft and thick under my hands, and I sink them deep, pulling her head closer. “So find out. Make sure I’m hard for that pussy.”

“You know, this is one of the only parts of the house we haven’t done this.” But she changes that, parting her lips, taking me inside and pressing her tongue against me while she gently sucks.

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