Page 42 of Takedown

There’s a loud knock on the door, and it bursts open before either one of us can say come in.

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Jason walks into the house, his eyes darting back and forth until he finds us sitting in the kitchen. He stands there, hands on his hips. I hold my breath and wait for him to take our mother’s side, just like he used to before we mended our relationship. Looking back, I don’t blame him for that. I was as hostile to him as I was to her.

“Flynn, I need to talk to my sister.” I don’t miss his dismissive tone, and that irritates me.

“He stays,” I tell him. Adam kisses my shoulder and I relax against him. If this is what I think it is, I’ll need someone on my side for a change.

“I’m sorry for that ambush. We had words. She wanted to come up here, but I told her to back off. I’m sorry for the whole situation, Mellie. I had no idea she was on the verge of losing the house, or I would have helped. I didn’t know she was coming here until she showed up. And I feel like I’ve failed you because you had to leave your home.” He grabs a chair and sits. His broad shoulders look smaller today. I reach over and touch his hand.

“I don’t blame you for any of this.” I don’t. It’s not his fault our mother puts him on a pedestal and treats me like a second-class citizen. It’s taken me years to come to that realization, and I don’t want to go back. “Don’t even put that in your head. She needs you, and you’re a good son.”

He seems relieved by my words and lets out a breath as he runs a hand over his head.

“Don’t worry. She’ll only be here a few months at the most, then her apartment will be ready. Jake says his dad’s personal assistant is retiring in April, and if Mom’s a good fit, she can have the job. In the meantime, she’s going to watch Addison.” I nod at him and tell myself that I can deal with this situation for another three or four months.

“Sounds good, Jase,” I say, hoping to put his mind at ease.

Adam’s arms tighten around me, and I lay my head on his shoulder. The tension from earlier starts to dissipate. I’m not sure if it’s because of the talk I just had with Jason or if it’s because of Adam’s comforting embrace. Then he kisses my temple, and everything is right.

Jason watches, and I bristle while I wait for him to say something to Adam, but he doesn’t. He stands and looks around the place. “What the hell happened to Flynn’s ugly couch?”

“It wasn’t that bad,” Adam says.

“Yes, it was,” Jason and I say at once.

“And you painted,” he notices while he admires the freshly painted beige walls.

“This place is getting a complete makeover,” I tell him. “We’ll have you, Alex, and Addy over for dinner this weekend. We’ll have your mom and uncle too, Adam.” He squeezes me tighter and kisses my temple again. “And Ananda and Dennis. We’ll have a little party.”

I jump from Adam’s lap, run to the bedroom and return with my laptop. I don’t have time to kick myself for thinking of throwing a party after all the money I spent on new furniture, but the idea of sharing our home with our friends excites me.

“Are we doing another spreadsheet?” Adam asks. He pats his lap and I sit back down, excited about the weekend.

“I’m the one who did Jason’s housewarming party for him, and I tricked Alex into coming. Remember that, Jase?” Jason offers me a fist bump and I hit it with mine.

“I’ll leave you guys alone. Let me know if you need help when the new furniture gets here.” He says goodbye and walks out.

We sit there in silence until Adam bites the top of my ear, and I let out a surprised yelp.

“Give it to me, Mel,” his husky voice whispers in my ear. It goes right through my belly and straight down to my pussy. It throbs and when he bites my ear again, I let out a moan this time.

“You want it, huh?” I’m not usually one for flirting. I say what I mean and get to the point, but when you’re sitting on the lap of a sexy beast who can’t get enough of you, it’s hard not to.

“Yeah, spread it. Give me that spreadsheet.” He laughs in my ear, and I laugh along with him. I try to punch his chest, but he moves out of the way and ducks. “My superior boxing moves.” I jump off his lap and attempt to punch him again, but he stands up and starts to shuffle. I mirror his movements and lean in for a jab. He moves a fraction, and I miss. A piece of his hair falls across his forehead, and it’s about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I jab again. He moves, and I miss. I lean in for a right hook to the body, and he ducks. He lunges and wraps his arms around me. My back is to his broad chest, and his arms are wrapped around me like a vise, not leaving an inch of space between our bodies. I feel his hard dick on my ass, and to tease him, I stick my butt out further.

He moans in my ear, and when I lean back, he licks the side of my neck. The throbbing between my legs doubles. I don’t know when it happens, but we start to sway right there in the middle of the empty living room. We’re in perfect rhythm. His muscled chest and hard cock pressed behind me, and my ass rests on his dick as if that’s its home.

A hand slides down my body and cups my pussy over my gray dress pants. I moan wantonly and grind into him. Warm lips press on the side of my neck while a hand undoes the top button to my pants. He slides inside my silk panties and glides between my lips. I can feel the slickness between my legs. His fingers slip lower and two find their way inside.

He fucks me with his fingers, but all too soon he withdraws. I groan in protest, but he ignores me. That hand glides up my body, up my neck, and to my mouth.

“See how good you taste,” he whispers, so close to my ear that I get goosebumps. I open my mouth to take in a breath of air, and he puts the fingers that were inside of me in my mouth. “Suck, Mel.” He fucks my mouth with his fingers.

“Good?” he asks. He sucks the base of my neck so hard, I know there will be a mark there tomorrow.

“So good,” I whimper. We’re still swaying, but his free arm is no longer wrapped around me. He’s too busy unbuttoning my blouse. In no time at all, it’s completely open and I’m shrugging it off. His shirt is pulled over his head and tossed to the floor while I rid myself of my shoes and pants. He takes off my bra, and I pull down my panties. When we’re naked and standing in front of each other, I jump into his arms and wrap my legs around him. He catches me without so much as a flinch.

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