“Darby always uses protection.” Creed nods.
“That’s what he said to her.”
“And then she said?” Echo asks him.
“That she poked the holes because he was beautiful and she knew he had money to give her a baby.”
“You’re fucking with me?” I ask him.
Creed just stares at me. Of course, he isn’t. He doesn’t lie.
“Well, fuck.”
“Fuck indeed.”
“I at least thought, if something like that were to happen, it would happen to me.” I laughed, they don’t.
“Oh, we’re waiting on it still,” Echo says amused.
“I was with Ariel last night,” I say with a smirk.
“Did she kick you in the balls, yet?”
“With her mouth.”
“You’re full of it, she wouldn’t.”
“Oh, but she did, and I plan to go back for more,” I say smiling. The image of her naked and under me gets me hard instantly. I adjust myself and Creed walks out of the room.
“He isn’t lying,” Creed says before he disappears. He knows how to tell when I am or not, he’s good like that.
“You know you’re going to fuck it up, right? It’s just who you are,” Echo says.
“More than likely, but it’s going to be so much fun in-between.”
“Have you told Tracey?”
“No, and don’t you tell Storm, either.”
“I tell Storm everything,” he says with a grin then spins to walk out.
“Echo, don’t.”
“This is going to be so much fun.”
I groan, sitting down, and press call to hear her voice. She doesn’t answer, so I call again.
“Falcon, I’m working.”
“See me tonight?”
“I’m working.”
“Can’t you remember how good it felt to have my tongue between your legs, tasting every part of you?” I hear her breathing pick up.
“I’m working,” she says one last time before she hangs up.
I ring again, and this time it takes me three goes before she picks up. “You’re on my last nerve, Falcon.”
“Fuck me tonight.”
“Is that really your pick-up line? Fuck you.”
“Wasn’t it good, though? Don’t deny it, Raven.”
She hisses into the cell. “Don’t call me that.”
“What, Raven?” I hear her pull away then her breathing is back. “I want to capture my prey and have it for dinner.”
“You have issues, you know that, right?”
“Yep,” I say smiling.
“Okay, just so you are aware…” she goes silent and I wait for her to speak again, “… I can’t tonight. I have plans.”
“Plans with?”
“A guy. Now I have to go. Stop calling me.” She hangs up again, and I plan to find out who exactly the guy is she’s seeing.Her lights are on so I know she’s home, and when I knock on the door, she opens it proving my point. She’s dressed in a Harry Potter singlet that reads Slytherin. I look her up and down and smile. “I can Hufflepuff your Slytherin, if you let me.”
“Oh my God, you are the worst.” She shakes her head trying to hide the smile.
I look past her. “Where’s your hot date?”
“We’re having cake, and you can’t come in.” She goes to shut the door on my face but I block it.
“I’ll behave, I promise.”
“You don’t promise, don’t even try that.”
“Okay, I don’t. But let me come in.”
She holds the door open and I walk past her to the living room. I see her housemate Chad eating chocolate cake. When he notices me he smiles.
“You must be the hot date.”
Chad’s eyebrows scrunch and he looks to Ariel behind me then back to me. “Oh, she pulled that one on you, did she?” Chad laughs and I take the seat next to him, reaching for the other piece of cake.
“That’s mine, you weren’t invited.” There’s nowhere else for her to sit, the couch is a two-seater and Chad and I take up most of it. I put the cake to the side and tap my knee.
“Come, we can share.”
She shakes her head. “No, you should probably go.”
I lean back and take another bite of the cake. “What are we watching?”
“Harry Potter, of course, it’s all she watches,” Chad says in a distasteful voice.
Her hands go to her hips. “You can leave, too.”
He smiles and stands. “Don’t mind if I do.”
She watches him leave with her mouth open. She didn’t expect him to go.
“You can sit next to me, I won’t bite. Hard.”
She shakes her head. “You do bite, hard. I have proof of it.” She sits next to me and takes the cake from my hands. I watch as she starts eating then presses play on her movie. I’ve seen Harry Potter before thanks to Tracey, but watching her is my new favorite thing, it seems, even when she sleeps.
“Show me the proof,” I finally say.
She turns back to me and pulls the collar of her shirt down to expose her shoulder, and I see my teeth marks on her perfect skin. I look at her spectacular round boobs, the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen, with no bra and natural, so I lean over, kissing her shoulder. She doesn’t stop me. Hell, she doesn’t even pull away. My hand touches her leg and trails its way up to her inner thigh. She doesn’t move, stays still as I reach the edge of her shorts. My fingers itch to go further and when I get no sign of her stopping me, I push them in and smile when I feel she isn’t wearing panties at all. Ariel’s wet and I lean up to kiss her chin. She looks down at me, those hopeful eyes sucking me in, so far in that I forget about everything. That’s how fucking magical those lips are as they touch mine. If she had the power to suck the life from me right now, I would be helpless to stop her.