Chapter 21
Cassius
“It’s fucking bullshitis what it is!” Neo shouts back at me.
“You need to calm down. It's just a movie,” I sigh, leaning back into the pillows. Harlow is snuggled up under my arm, her face smushed against my chest as she tries to hide her giggles. We all decided to have a movie night in the home theater, and Harlow suggested that we put a bed in here because we've been falling asleep in here a lot lately. Harlow has been using this as her quality time with us because with her being so busy at the club, and with us starting the company back up, it has limited our time together.
She was up late last night after one of her kills, showering before coming home, and then insisted that we hang out in here. She fell asleep the moment we cuddled up in the bed. Because of that, we ended up spending the whole day here, playing video games with Rosie and watching Trolls 1 & 2 back-to-back. I found it annoying after a while, but seeing the joy on Harlow and Rosie’s faces as they got up to dance to the songs made it worth it.
Everyone else went to bed, but Harlow wanted to watch Napoleon Dynamite after hearing that Neo never saw it before.
“So what! He called her a fat lard,” Neo growls. “And when she wouldn’t eat whatever the fuck he was trying to feed her in the 2.5 seconds he offered it to her, he threw it at her!”
“No, he didn't. He threw it on the ground,” I correct.
Neo just narrows his eyes at me.
“We live close to Hollywood. If I ever come across this fucker, I’m going to beat his ass.” Neo huffs as he starts to pace back and forth at the end of the bed.
“Okay, so no movies where any of the animals are treated badly, even if it’s only verbally,” I whisper to Harlow. She's full-on belly laughing now and I feel my smile growing wider. I love seeing this hard, closed off woman who was molded to be so overprotective of herself because of her traumatic past, slowly come out of her shell. Moments like these bring me back to when we dated as teenagers.
“Don't laugh at me,” Neo grumbles as he moves to our other side and sits down, crossing his arms and leaning back against the pillows.
“I’m sorry,” she says, rolling over and snuggling up to Neo. “How he talked to Tina was wrong. Let's watch a different movie, okay?”
“Scary Movie, the movie?” Neo asks, looking down at Harlow with a big smile. She looks up at him and nods her head.
We all end up falling asleep halfway through. When I wake in the morning, I slowly blink my eyes open to find Harlow staring at me, her face only an inch away from mine.
“Good God, woman.” I suck in a breath. “You gotta stop doing that. I’m only twenty-eight. I’m too young to die of a heart attack.”
“Sorry. It’s just I’ve been waiting for you to wake up. I’m horny and I wanna fuck you,” she says it so casually, like we're talking about the weather. My eyes grow hooded and my cock twitches at her words, already rock-hard from my morning wood.
“You could have asked Neo,” I whisper, looking over her shoulder at my sleeping cousin. He’s sprawled out on the other side of the king sized bed, no blanket covering him as he lays there with his hand in his boxers wrapped around his dick.
She shakes her head, her raven hair falling into her face. I brush it away, my thumb lingering on her lips. She parts them and takes my thumb into her mouth. Her bright blue eyes are now glimmering with desire as she swirls her tongue around my thumb before clamping it between her teeth and biting down.
I let out a growl as I pull my thumb free then slip my hand under her back and pull her to me so that half my body is hovering over her. “I want you right now,” she says, her voice husky, cracking with sleep.
“What do you want me to do to you?” I ask, my voice low.
“To fuck me until I see stars. I want you to help me soak this bed in our cream and make my legs feel like jelly from too many orgasms.”
“Fuck,” I groan, moving myself over her fully. She parts her legs, allowing me to wedge my body between them. Rolling my hips, I grind my hard cock against her pussy. When I feel her wetness through my thin boxers, I lift my body up to see that she's fully naked under the blanket and ready for me.
She slides her hands down my back as I hold myself above her, slipping them under my boxers and over my ass, pulling them off as she goes.
Locking eyes with her, my heart picks up it’s pace while she stares at me as she grabs my cock with her small soft hand, giving it a firm squeeze. I close my eyes and bow my head, groaning as I thrust forward in her grasp. She gives me a few pumps before guiding it to her dripping entrance.
“Let’s play a game,” she says, her voice dripping with sex. “Neo is a heavy sleeper, but I’m not exactly a quiet person, and from what I remember, neither are you. So, let’s see if we can do this without getting interrupted. Because you know if he wakes up, he would want to join.” She gives me a seductive, teasing smile. “And as much as I enjoy playing with both of you at once, I want some one on one time with you. Plus, I love the rush of possibly getting caught.” Her free hand pulls on my ass causing me to push inside her.
I’ve waited months for her to get used to everything, to finally be with her again. I don't have the willpower to draw this out and be‘all romantic and shit’now that I have her naked beneath me, so I thrust into her, hard.
Her eyes go wide before rolling back in her head as her body arches into mine. She bites her lip, holding back her scream as her nails claw their way down my back.
I pause for a second, my body memorizing this moment, and how my cock feels buried deep inside her hot, wet pussy, committing it to memory.
“I love you, Harlow McKaven,” I whisper into her ear before running my tongue along the shell of her ear. She moans, her nails digging in, no doubt creating crescent shape indents into my back while her hips push forward as she tries to urge me to move. When I do nothing, she huffs with irritation.