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I was already on the edge, body tingling, but this drove me over.
“Kayson,” I yelled, arching and coming, squeezing around his thrusting cock.
“Christ,” he growled. “Here it comes, sweetheart.” With the last few thrusts, he emptied inside me. He hummed and pulled all the way out, making me shiver.
Leaning back on his calves, he looked between my legs. His satisfied smirk made me grin as he watched his cum leak from me.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ROMANIA
“Die!” I snarled at the character on screen. Quake chuckled from his spot on the end of the couch as his character suddenly sliced my head off. “Dammit. How do you do it that fast?”
“Can’t tell you.”
“Can’t tell you,” I mimicked in a deep voice.
He chuckled again, and Eve, who was sitting between us, laughed too.
“You’re such a sore loser,” she teased, bumping into my shoulder.
Smiling, I nodded. “I really am. It’s why Texas doesn’t play with me anymore.”
Quake snorted.
“I think it’s time for a movie,” Eve suggested. She leaned into Quake, who put his arm around her shoulders, and they shared a sweet look.
Eh, they were sickly cute. It made me happy and annoyed seeing it. More happy than anything else. I was only annoyed because I didn’t have that.
Standing, I told them, “I’m getting the popcorn. You two pick a movie.”
“Grab some cookies too,” Quake called.
“You got it, big guy.” I skipped out and down the hall, greeting people as I went. It really was like home here. So many wonderful people were members. I wanted to get to know them all on the same level I did with the brothers in Caroline Springs.
My parents and I had been here for a few weeks now, and I already knew I’d miss this place and the people in it when I went home.
Especially Eve and Quake.
We’d been hanging out nearly every day. That was when I wasn’t working on the bikes or Quake wasn’t at the bar, and Eve wasn’t working at her new job in a retail store. A place I wanted to visit because she had some kickarse clothes from there. Before she got this position, she used to work in a butcher shop that Death and Quake used to own before they sold them so Death could concentrate on his security business and Quake his bar.
In the common room, I waved to Blaze, Henri, Sawyer, and Arlo who were sitting with Lucas, West, and Adrick before I skipped into the kitchen and spotted Dusty.
“If I was a popcorn bag, where would I be?” I asked.
Laughing, she pointed to the pantry. “In there on the third shelf up the back. Near the chips.”
“Thank you.” I walked into the wonderland of so many goodies and called back, “And the cookies?”
“Did Quake make you ask?”
I poked my head out. “He did say to ask.”
Dusty sighed. “He saw me making some. I knew it wouldn’t be long for him to want some. They’re on the cooling rack over there.”
“Thanks again.” I went back in the pantry, found the popcorn bag, and walked over to the microwave. While I waited for it to be cooked, I leaned against the counter and peeked in the large bowl Dusty had her hands stuffed in.
She snorted. “You and Quake with food. This will be meatloaf for dinner.”
