Page 194 of Beautifully Ruined
“Hold on?—”
I mute again to let out a wild, low moan. Then I glare at her.
She comes up, and holds the tip in her mouth, licking it, toying with it with her tongue, and it might be worse or better than everything else she’s doing. Or maybe I’ve lost my mind.
Jack’s talking, I can hear him, but he can’t hear us, and I say to Vi, “What kind of torture is this?”
She pops off my cock “Payback. For that time I was out for dinner with Lia.”
And I laugh. “That was hilarious. This is my brother and your ex. It’s mean.”
Her eyes narrow. “No, this is hilarious too. Get back to talking, Cade.”
“Get back to sucking.”
She does, and I unmute. A dare’s a dare, but the thing is, she’s so fucking good at this it’s diabolical.
I tell Jack more about the place then I jump to the weather and sport and finally to computer games. I know his favorite one so we can talk at each other and not pay attention.
The orgasm sneaks up on me, and I manage to hit mute right as I come, letting out the most unholy scream of painful pleasure in my life. I shake and shudder, and my cock twitches and spurts ropes of cum both down her throat in her mouth and on her as she pulls off.
“You’re on mute.”
The moment, I’ve recovered, I speak. “I’m not scarring my brother for life.”
I take the phone off mute.
Vi mouths, “Cheater,” at me.
“Sue me,” I mouth back.
“You okay?” Jack asks. “You sound super out of breath. I thought you were fitter than that.”
He pauses. “Are you—?” He groans. “Oh god, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know!”
“I was not!” My brother makes a scoffing sound at my words. “This was an extra hard work out, but I’m done now. Uh, listen. I, uh, need to tell you something. And it’s okay to feel what you feel.”
“Cade?” he asks.
“I love her, man. Vi. More than anything. I proposed to her, and she feels the same way. She said yes.”
“I’m happy for you both,” he says quietly.
It’s in such a tone of voice I’m not sure if I believe him, but I take a leap of faith.
“Jack, would you be my best man?”
He doesn’t answer.
I hold my breath.
Nothing will stop this wedding, not even Jack. But I’d love his blessing. I’d love his involvement.
This is Vi. His ex. It’s got to be weird.
And I know I’d never see them again, roles reversed.
Then again, Jack wasn’t in love with her, and she wasn’t in love with him. There’s a difference.
