by G. Bailey
“Thanks for this, beauty,” Blake says a little later into the film, as I'm sitting between his legs while he rests against the headboard.
“Thank you for doing what?” I ask, running my nails down his legs, and he chuckles before kissing my neck slowly and whispering into my ear.
“For tonight, for being with me.” I shiver at those words, they mean far more than the simple words they are.
Blake runs his hands up my thighs slowly, pushing my dress up to my hips before he then finds my centre with those thick fingers. He pushes my thong to the side and slowly rubs circles on my clit with his thumb. I arch off the bed with pleasure, and he turns my head to the side with his other hand, deeply kissing me. I can feel my orgasm rising and just before I come, he stops me. I don’t have time to be mad before he pulls my dress off, then unclips my bra, ripping my thong off in one go.
“Turn around, beauty,” he whispers in my ear as he squeezes my breasts, and I do. Blake pushes his shorts down and opens the side cabinet to pull out a condom. I wrap my hand around him as he leans over to get the condom, and he groans, quickly ripping open the condom and giving it to me. I haven't used one before, but I had sex ed. So I slowly slide it onto him as he watches me with those darker blue eyes that I know I love. Blake kisses me as he lifts me so my legs are on either side of him, and his cock is at my entrance.
“Ride me, Elizabeth,” he says gently as we hold each other’s gaze. It turns me on so much to hear him call my name like that. I slowly lower myself down, not looking away from him as his eyes go darker than I thought possible with pleasure. There is a slight sting from getting used to his size, but the pleasure overruns it as I bite my lip.
He feels incredible, and when our hips meet, Blake pulls me into a smothering kiss. His blond hair is messy as I run my fingers through it, but it’s so sexy. We break the kiss as I look back at him, his eyes watch as I move up and back down, slowly, on him. Blake’s hands grip my hips almost to the point of pain as we move faster, chasing our release.
Blake never loses eye contact as we move together, getting faster, and our breaths become more laboured as I moan. I can feel my orgasm coming. As if Blake can sense me coming close, he plays with my nipples with both hands, which sends me off, and I lose eye contact as I throw my head back to moan Blake’s name. In response, he grabs my hips, and three hard thrusts later, he moans loudly as he finishes.
I collapse onto his chest as we both calm down. I suddenly tense, even when he is still inside me. I hop off to the side of him and stare at him in worry.
“We weren't quiet, your mum must have heard.” I cover my cheeks with my hands, and he rolls his head back and laughs.
As he takes the condom off and chucks it into the bin, he says through laughs, “It’s okay. The room has been sound proofed since I was seven and my Nan bought me a drum kit.” He pulls me to his firm chest and kisses the top of my head.
I feel so relieved that I rest against him, and he is still chuckling. The asshole.
“Don't laugh,” I say, smacking his chest, but that makes him laugh more, and I can’t help but giggle a little myself.
He rolls me onto my back and covers my body with his. “I wish I could keep you with me all night,” he says and brushes a stray hair behind my ear.
“Me, too.” I sigh, and he kisses me again deeply as we lose ourselves in each other. We have round two before I have to leave and go home. I am slowly realising I'm getting addicted to Blake Frost.
20
Blake
"These exams are slowly, bloody killing me," Seb mutters after our business exam. It's the last one and we only have the art finals to hand in now.
"Come on, it couldn't have gone that bad. You’re a straight A student." I laugh.
"Shut up." Sebastian groans, stretching his arms over his head. A girl gazes at Seb as his shirt comes up and he winks at her, making her go red before looking away.
"We’re all going out for a meal at the new Chinese restaurant in town later if you want to come?" he asks, still eye-fucking the girl who checked him out.
"Yeah, what time?" I reply, actually liking the idea. No matter how hard it is to act normal around Izzy and not touch her, I can't help but be happy to see her. I’ll take whatever I can.
"Meet us there at eight,” Seb says before actually looking at me with concern written all over his face. “I’m sure Izzy is dating someone, and I can't figure out who it is. Any ideas?" Seb asks.
I look over at him, and he doesn't look suspicious of me, which is a relief, but I hate that I have to lie now. "No idea," I say quietly, wanting to punch myself for being such a shitty friend.
“That’s the problem. She won't bring him home to meet us, and she is off all the time seeing him, using the excuse she is with Allie. Hell, she texted me, when Allie was in the gym with me, that she was at her place. I don't know what to do." He groans.
"She is an adult. I know she's your sister, but I’m guessing she feels like you'll all scare him off," I comment.
"I just want to meet him and make sure he isn't an asshole. She is sweet and kind. I don't want some loser taking advantage of that," he says, and I understand why he would worry. Izzy is all those things, but she is stronger than he gives her credit for.
"She can handle herself, and you should trust her," I say. I feel like crap. I need to fucking tell him. "Look, I know this is fucking bad, but–" I'm cut off as Seb's phone rings.
He waves, mouthing, “Later.”
He then gets into his car next to mine. I'm guessing that's the boss, to cut off our conversation like that, because I can see how tense Seb is in the car. I groan mentally as I slide into my car, and I realise I was lucky to be interrupted then. I need Izzy to be okay with telling them first. I send a text to Izzy before driving home.
Me: how was your exam? I’ll see you tonight at the meal x
I don't get a reply until I'm walking into my house.
Beauty: I think it went ok. Really? That's great. I will see you tonight x
Me: can't wait x
Beauty: I’ll tell the boys I'm going to get some homework off Allie after the meal and come back to your house ;) x
Me: in that case, I can't wait for the meal to be over ;) X
Beauty: me too ;) x
I want to say I miss her. Well, that, and that I’m sure I am in love with her, but I can't. It's too soon, and I don't want to freak her out. She doesn't seem to have a lot of experience around men, and I don't have any experience about girlfriends, but I'm guessing I'm doing the right thing. It’s not like I can ask my mates about what the fuck to say to her.
My thoughts roam to my best friends, and the guilt sets in. They are like brothers to me. They trust me to be around Izzy when they have threatened every good-looking guy in school not to ask her out.
I know they will hate me after this, but I wouldn't change a thing. I can’t change a thing. I need Izzy more than the next breath I take.
A few hours later, I pull up to the new Chinese buffet in town and see that I'm a little late due to my mum needing help starting her car. The damn car battery keeps going out, but she refuses to buy a new one, or bother taking it to a garage. It's not like we don't have the money, but she is just so stubborn. I shake my head, thinking it’s likely that’s why she gets along with Izzy so well as I walk into the busy restaurant.
I instantly see Izzy’s beautiful, blond hair, but her back is to me. I can see she is wearing a pretty, yellow dress, which shows off her curves, and I can’t keep my thoughts off what I know she looks like under that dress. I can’t wait to take her home.
I walk over, not seeing anyone but her, and I just want to pull her into my arms. I clench my fists and look over to the rest of the boys. There are two seats next to Seb that are empty, and one is straight across from Izzy, so I sit there. Oddly, the seat by Seb has a drink on it, and the one next to me does, too. I'm guessing Seb brought a date, the rest of the brothers are here. Izzy smiles at me, but looks worr
ied, and I have no idea why.
"Finally, you’re here. I’m starving," Seb says with a smile, diverting my attention.
"Sorry, my mum had car troubles," I say with a sigh, taking off my coat.
"She still hasn't sorted that thing out?" Harley chuckles.
"No, despite my warning, she says its fine." I frown.
"Your mum is almost as fucking stubborn as you." Seb grins.
"Hey, baby," a voice purrs from my side as the seats are taken on both sides of me. I look over to see Ivy, my ex, smiling at me, and I flinch. I look over to my other side and see Elena, a regular of Seb's, chatting away to him. He looks bored.
"What are you doing here?" I ask calmly. I look over at Izzy, who is playing with her glass of coke and not looking my way. But I can see how tense she is. Fuck.
"Seb invited me. He said you haven't been on a date in a while, and, well, I couldn't pass on seeing you." She slides her hand up my arm, and I move away.
"This isn't a date," I say loudly, and I look away to see Elliot frowning at me. He clearly thinks I’ve bloody lost it. Izzy stands up quickly from the table, not looking once in my direction as she goes over to get food. I can’t help myself when I stand and I follow her, not caring how it looks. I whisper to her when I’m standing behind her in the small queue, "I'm so fucking sorry. I had no idea she was invited. I’ll make an excuse and leave." I don’t want to leave her at all, but I also don’t want her upset.
She tilts her head a little so she can look at me, picking up a plate before answering. "She came to annoy me. She spent all the time that you weren't here going on about the two of you, but don't leave. I can deal with it, I think," she whispers the end bit more to herself than to me.
"I don't want you to have to deal with it," I say, feeling worried. I can't stand the idea of her being annoyed all night because I’m an idiot who dated a girl like Ivy.
She piles lemon chicken onto her plate, and I pick the crispy beef with rice.
Luke comes over, looking between us with a worried face, but he hides it quickly.
"Only having the lemon chicken, sis? You can eat anything you want," he jokes, waving his hand at the food.
Her face lights up with a big grin, which makes her more fucking stunning than usual. "I plan to have at least two plates of this stuff, it’s awesome. Tilly used to buy me it sometimes."
I laugh with Luke, and she nods at me before going to sit down. I'm about to follow her when Luke grabs my arm. "You’d best not hurt her." A threat is laced into his words when he says them darkly. I go to say something, but he stops me. "Don't bother. I know, and don’t say anything to Izzy. You should tell them, but that's all I'm saying. I can see you love her, and that's enough for me.” He stops to add more food to his massive plate while I am gob-smacked.
“It’s enough that you are an unlucky dude with your ex here." He chuckles, and I'm still gaping at him. How long has he fucking known, and why didn't he say anything to us? Well, I expected him to hit me like I know I deserve.
"Don't look so shocked, dude." He pats me on the shoulder then starts piling his plate with even more food. I head back to the table in shock and sit down.
"So, Blake, why aren't you fucking half the town like usual?" Ivy asks as she dramatically flicks her fake, red hair over her shoulder. I choose to ignore her and eat my food.
"Come on, Blake, you were never the silent type." She winks, and I glare at her. Izzy shifts uncomfortably in her seat. I want to throttle Seb right now.
"Look, I didn't know you would be here, and honestly, I don't want you here. Please speak to anyone else but me, Ivy," I say coldly, and there is an uncomfortable silence around the table.
"Don't be that way, baby. I miss you," she purrs and moves over to me.
"Did you not hear what he fucking said? He doesn't want you, so why don't you go home and find new toys to play with?" Izzy shouts over the silent table, and I hide a laugh. Seb couldn't keep it in and snorts in laughter.
"Stay out of it, you bitch. That whole innocent vibe doesn't work on me. You'll be a whore like your brothers soon enough." She glares at Izzy as her whole face goes as red as her hair.
"I suggest you leave before I make you." Harley stands up, and I notice all the brothers are giving dark stares to Ivy.
"She isn't a whore. She doesn't sleep with all of our friends like someone I know. Now leave," I say, causing Ivy to slap me before grabbing her bag and her coat before storming out. Elena kisses Seb on the cheek and runs after her.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know she would be that crazy," Seb mutters, still laughing at Izzy, and I glare at him.
"If I want to bring a date, I will. I’ve never needed help in that department, Seb,” I say, and Izzy downs her drink. I look at her to see she is playing with her food, but I can't pick up on her mood.
"So, thanks for sticking up for me," I say to Izzy, who looks up with a smile.
"It wasn't too much?" She blushes, and I grin.
"Not at all." I wink, and Elliot glares at me, so I start eating. The rest of the meal goes smoothly, and Izzy ends up eating two plates of lemon chicken like she said she would. Everyone laughs when she says she wants to come back just for the chicken. I smirk at her as we leave, knowing she will follow me back to my house. The boys don't like her excuse to go to Allie's, but they don’t stop her.
Luke smiles as Izzy explains how she has to see Allie tonight to get her homework, and how she can’t get it in the morning. I decide not to tell Izzy that Luke knows because she will freak out, and at the end of the day, we will be telling them very soon anyway. If I have my way, I would be telling them all now.
I hop out of the car as Izzy pulls up next to me at my house. I grab her as soon as she gets out of the car and give her a deep kiss, which makes her moan and instantly makes me hard.
"I wanted to do that all night, and you were hot as fuck getting all jealous like that." I grin, and she hits my arm playfully.
"I couldn't stay quiet. I did try." She giggles, and I loop my arm around her waist and pull her up to my chest, so she is only a breath away.
"I'm sure, beauty. Now, get your pretty ass in my bed so I can show you how much I like you," I whisper across her lips before letting her go. She walks into my house, swaying her hips from side-to-side, and I grin thinking how damn lucky I am.
21
Izzy
It’s been a week since I spent the night at Blake’s after the horror show at the Chinese restaurant. I can’t believe our luck that my brothers didn’t see how jealous I was. It’s now Wednesday, and history has finally finished. I usually enjoy my history class, but I've studied this topic before in my old school, and I feel like I'm on repeat. The good thing is I don't need to do much research at home, and the practice test we did today was easy.
"Are you ready for a crazy night with loads of alcohol and dancing?" Allie winks at me as we walk out of class.
I want to shout with how excited I am that tonight I'm staying over at Allie's, and much to Blake’s annoyance, we are going to a local bar and having drinks to enjoy a girly night.
This means he can't tag along, and he is pissed, but he spent all last night–until I had to go home–making sure I knew who I belonged to. Damn, that boy has me all right.
"Yes, I am," I say with a grin, and we walk out of the room.
"I need the loo before we leave, do you mind?" Allie says, as she picked me up so we don't have to drive two cars today.
"Sure." I nod, and we walk down the corridor to the bathroom. While Allie is busy, I brush my hair, as it’s all tangled from the windy weather today. There are two girls in the bathroom with me, and I can’t help but listen to their conversation.
“Are you going to The Cage this weekend with Greg?” the dark-haired one asks as she applies her mascara.
“Nah, he is a total tool. I'll find someone else to take me, or I'll fuck one of the King brothers. I'll get in then.” The blonde grins, and they walk out together, not even noticing m
e standing by the wall near the toilets.
Sighing, I wonder if everyone talks about The Cage and I have just never noticed it before. I walk over to the mirror and look at my reflection.
"Stay away from him," a voice says next to me, and I glance to see it’s Ivy, Blake’s ex. I can't be bothered to entertain her today, not after last week.
"Who?" I ask innocently and put my hairbrush away to face her.
"He is mine. You bitch, I know you’re fucking him. Blake will get bored like he always does, and then I’ll have him back. You need to back off, or I’ll make your life hell," she threatens, standing as close as she can to me, enough that I’m overwhelmed by the strong perfume she is wearing.
"Now, now, Ivy. How are you going to do that?" Allie says from behind her.
"Stay out of it." She glares at me while speaking to Allie.
"Forget it, Ivy. Blake is mine, and don't try threatening me, it won't work." I move away from her so I don’t have to smell her awful perfume.
“Whatever, do your brothers know? I'm guessing not, or they would have killed him by now. Leave him, or I’ll tell them," she says, trying to look scary, but it’s really not working. She looks too much like a Barbie doll to scare me.
I have to hold in a laugh as her face gets red. Honestly, I feel a little sorry for her. If she wasn't threatening me I would be nicer, but I can't.
"Do you think they would believe you? Look, I feel bad for you, but you need to move on and find a guy that wants you," I say, trying to be kind.
"You best stay away from her, Ivy. You wouldn't want to piss off her brothers, or me. You never know, I might just visit your posh-ass parents and let them know how much of a slut their sweet Ivy is," Allie says, walking around her and hooking her arm in mine. Allie leads us out of the bathroom as we hear Ivy still ranting on to herself. I saw the fear in her eyes when Allie mentioned her parents, I doubt she will risk saying anything.
