"I don’t know about this," Mace says, breaking me out of my chicken and body reaction reverie.
"Are you-" Angela cuts herself off as she looks from me to Mace in quick succession. "Ooooh, don’t worry big bro, Nikki won't laugh at you," she says with an all tooth smile.
"What?" I ask, not sure why she felt the need to say that.
"Fine, but Connor, you will be joining me," Mace says instead of answering me before whispering something in Connor's ear.
Connor laughs out loud and Mace rolls his eyes before they both stand and start walking toward the stage just as the cat guy finishes a strangled version of Cheerleader.
What the hell was that all about?
I watch as Mace stands in front of the big screen standing on a table near the stage, probably choosing the song they are going to sing. Connor is laughing with the MC who announces the people before they go on.
"This is going to be so good," Angela says excitedly. "Those two haven't done this in a very long time and this is going to be so fun to watch," she continues.
My eyes wander back to Mace's back and he chooses that moment to look back at our table, catching my gawking. I am already caught so there really is no point in pretending I wasn’t just shamelessly undressing him with my eyes. He winks at me before making his way to where Connor and the MC are standing. They talk for a few more minutes and then the MC guy makes his way on the stage.
"Okay people I have a surprise for you, especially for the ladies up in here," the MC's excited voice sounds out through the speakers in the bar. "Two of the Maynard brothers will be performing for us today after a long time!" He says, causing every single woman in here to scream like groupies.
Mace and Connor take their place on the stage on either side of the MC.
"Give it up for Mace and Connor!" The MC says before jumping off the stage and the women scream even louder. I half expect one of them to throw a bra or panty in their direction. Not that I would blame them, those two are freaking hot.
My eyes widen when the smooth guitar melody starts, promising the beginning of my favorite song. My jaw practically hits the floor when Mace's smooth, gravely voice surrounds the bar as he starts singing Despacito. Connor starts singing his verse in fluent, flawless Spanish and the ladies go nuts as they jump out of their seats. I swear, I come a little when Mace sings the word Despacito while looking right at me.
Oh my fucking God!
I completely lose it when Mace starts dancing, moving his hips in the most seductive of ways as he and Connor do my favorite song some real fucking justice. I find myself on my feet and swaying to the beat of the song, never breaking eye-contact with Mace. Not even once.
When Mace and Connor both start rapping in Spanish, I join the horde of women in losing it, screaming Mace's name more than Connor's. My swaying instantly changing to me dancing my ass off.
The song comes to an end and the atmosphere in the bar has changed. It feels like I went to see a live concert instead of watching two men karaoke.
"That was freaking fantastic!" I say above the noise to Angela as Mace and Connor maneuver their way back to our table.
"I told ya so!" She answers proudly.
An emotion so close to jealousy runs through me when a woman shouts; "Oh my God Mace, marry me!" I glare at the red head blowing kisses to him as he sidesteps her.
I've never in my life wanted to throat punch a woman so hard that she starts seeing stars because of a man, I mean there were a lot of woman who flirted with Donald and I never cared. What the hell is wrong with me.
Strong arms pull me closer and my death glare shifts from the red head as I look up to be met by a smiling Mace. When the hell did he get here? His head dips before our lips lock in a showy possessive kiss- well possessive from my side from his, I think it's more of a reassurance.
Mace break our kiss and my eyes immediately scan for the red head. She is staring at us in utter shock. Take that bitch! Mace and Connor burst out laughing, breaking my glare from the red head.
"What?" I ask, confused as I look from Mace to Connor.
"Possessive much?" Connor asks. "You just said that out loud,"
"Oh great!" I groan as I feel my face turning a hundred shades of red.
"Oh my, you sneaky sneaky woman you!" Angela exclaims excitedly, causing me to look at her funny.
"What?" I ask.
"When did this happen?" She points between me and Mace.
Mace rolls his eyes before answering; "Not too long ago,"
"Eeeek, fucking finally!" She squeals.
"Amen to that!" Connor supports her.
"Yeah, yeah." Mace says, dismissing his sister. "I think I'm ready to go. Nikki?" He says looking at me questioningly.
"Yeah sure, I don’t want anyone to ruin my view of karaoke after the performance you two just gave." I say smiling. "That was bloody fantastic!" I continue.
"Why thank you ma'am" Connor says.
"Glad you liked it," this coming from Mace and I smile up at him.
"So, you ready to get out of here?" Mace asks as he grabs my stuff from the table.
"Yeah, bye guys." I wave at Connor and Angela who are grinning from ear to ear.
"See you later losers!" Mace greets as we start making our way out.
"Bye," Angela says at the same time Connor shouts; "Bye, banana girl!" I really didn’t mean to do it but I raise my hand and flip Connor off. It's way too late when I quickly lower my hand, too scared to look back. A sigh of relief washes through me when I hear Connor laughing out loud.
Oh, thank the stars above, he isn't mad. I can't believe I just flipped off my boss!
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
NICOLE
"Now I have a whole new reason to love that song!" I say as Mace opens the car door for me. He chuckles under his breath.
"I'm glad you like it, babe." He answers kissing my hand before closing the car door and walking over to the driver's side.
"I can see why Angela wanted you up there," I gush some more when he climbs in and starts the car. What can I say, I'm freaking impressed!
"My sister almost always gets what she wants from us," he says, shaking his head. "But, it sounded like your ears were about to bleed, so naturally I had to do something to save you," he winks.
"You definitely did!" I nod my agreement.
"So, wanna go to my place tonight?" He asks as he pulls out of the parking lot.
"Sure," I reply.
"You live here alone?" I ask as we come to a stop at a house too big for just one person. It's almost as big as Connor's and their parents' house.
"Yeah but all of us have houses with enough space to accommodate the family," he shrugs. "My brothers, sister and I love to spend a lot of time together, we have at least one night or weekend in a month where we all sleep over at one of our houses," he continues to explain.
He climbs out of the car and I wait for him to come open the door for me. I can open and climb out of the car myself but Mace hates it. I climbed out once without waiting for him and he didn’t like it at all. He told me his momma raised him right and a gentleman always opens a door for a lady.
"It must be nice having a big family and being so close to your siblings," I say after he opens my door and I climb out.
"Yeah, sometimes. But at other times my siblings can be real pains in the ass. It’s not always sunshine and roses, we don’t always agree on everything and fights break out,"
"I kind of find that hard to believe," I laugh as he leads the way toward the door.
"Believe it sister!" He says playfully and I chuckle. "Make yourself at home babe, would you like some wine or something?" He asks as we step into his massive house.
"Some wine will be awesome thanks," I answer. "This place is really nice," I say awestruck by the stunning open plan living/dining room area. Everything in here is modern, from the L-shaped black leather couches, black glass stand hosting photos and DVD'S to the huge flat screen TV welded on the wall above the stand. His dini
ng table is made of brown wood and has off-white almost brown material chairs surrounding it.
"Thanks babe," he says as I take a seat on the very freaking comfortable leather couch. OMG my ass feels like it's in heaven right now. He leaves and then a few minutes later comes back with a bottle of wine tucked under his arm, two glasses and a bowl of chips.
He places everything on the dark wood coffee table before pouring us each a glass of white wine.
"Should we watch a movie or something?" I ask as he hands me my glass before taking a seat next to me.
"Actually, I'd rather do something a bit more fun,"
I don’t even get the chance to ask him what he's talking about when his lips suddenly lock with mine. The kiss is so unexpected and so good that I almost drop the glass in my hand. He breaks the kiss before placing both our glasses back on the table and then his lips are back on mine. A soft moan bubbles from the back of my throat when he straddles me on the couch, not once breaking the kiss that is quickly escalating from gentle to carnal by the minute. My hips start moving up and down without my consent when his lips move from my lips all the way to my neck. I moan again, this time louder.
"Fuck, if you keep moaning like that I swear I'm gonna lose it," he says and as if on cue, I moan again as his hands start traveling down my body.
"I can't help it when you touch and kiss me like that," I've started to pant a bit.
"Touch you like this?" He asks in a low husky voice as his hand lands on my suddenly sensitive lady part that has been starved for quite some time.
"Yes!" I moan again as his hand starts rubbing me in slow deliberate circles on top of my jeans.
The moans of anticipation coming from my mouth get louder and louder after he unzips my jeans and his skillful hands are just separated by the thin layer of my lacy panties.
"Shit," he groans as he pushes my panties to the side to insert a finger inside me.
An aggressive groan vibrates at my neck from his lips and teeth that are nipping at my neck again. "So. Wet," he whispers before inserting a second finger and pumping slowly but hard into me.
My hips arch up as his thumb starts circling my clit while he's still pumping in and out of me in the most euphoric way. I moan out loud as an unexpected orgasm wreaks havoc on my body. Oh dear goodness, where did that orgasm even come from so fast.
"Nikki, I want you... so damn bad," he whispers.
I whimper when he presses his very hard crotch against my stomach. Maybe its because I haven’t had sex in so long or I've been fantasizing about us doing this for a while now or the way my body buzzed every time I thought about what he did to me Sunday night. I don’t know, but I want him too. I want him just as bad if not more.
But I need to get something out of the way first. "Are you going to hurt me?" I ask in a whisper. This is probably the worst time to ask this. A man who's so turned on will say anything to get what he wants. But I just need to know.
"No, I'll make it so damn pleasurable baby," he answers, his lips going back to nipping at my neck.
"That's not what I mean Mace," I say causing him to stop kissing my neck and look into my eyes. "I mean will you hurt me," I ask again. I don’t want to say will you break my heart because that means I'll be admitting that despite everything, he's slowly claiming my heart and knocking off each brick of the wall I built around my heart one by one.
"I'll never hurt you intentionally Nicole," his tone is serious as he answers, his greens locked on my blues.
Maybe it's because of the hormones that are running a thousand miles a minute right now, but I believe him. A slow smile tugs at my lips as another piece of my wall comes tumbling down. I grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss.
"I want you too," I whisper when I briefly break our kiss.
He groans loudly as he stands, pulling me up with him off the couch. Our lips lock again when he picks me up like I weigh nothing and I wrap my legs around his waist as he leads us through the house to where I assume is his bedroom. In no time at all he lowers me on a soft comfortable bed without breaking the kiss.
We make quick work of undressing each other before he opens the bedside drawer, pulls out a foil packet and proceeding to open and roll the condom down his very impressive shaft. He straddles me again and I whimper at how amazing our bodies feel flesh on flesh.
"I meant what I said Nikki," he says looking me right in the eyes.
"What?" I ask, my breath hitching as I stifle a moan when I feel him sinking into me deliciously slow. Filling me to the brim. Oh my, he feels so damn good!
"Hurt you, I'll never intentionally hurt your feelings," he says, kissing my forehead.
"I believe you," I whisper.
With eyes held at half-mast, showing me the pleasure he's feeling, he starts moving slowly, thrusting in and out of me, claiming me. I see vulnerability in his eyes and feel pure desire in his movements, making me burn hotter for him. When his eyes connect with mine again, I'm lost. Just like that, another piece of my wall crumbles and falls. If I wasn’t sure of the possibility of loving this man before, I sure as hell know now. I can lie to myself all I want, but the fact remains. Whether I like it or not, I'm falling in love with Mace Maynard and I'm falling hard.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
MACE
I groan as I wake from a persistent knock at my door. I curse under my breath when I glance at the clock on my bedside table stating that it’s 7AM. Who the fuck would be waking me up so damn early on a damn Saturday morning? I glance down at Nicole who is tangled around my body, still sleeping soundly. The slight smile on her face brings a smile to my own. Fuck yeah! I did it, I finally have her smiling even in her sleep. I'm going to make it my life's mission to keep that smile there!
I gently untangle myself when the damn fucker at the door keeps banging it like the damn door did something to offend him or her. Man do I hope it's a him, so I can punch his damn lights out. I grab some boxer shorts and jeans and pull them on before making my way out the room to go open the door.
I open the door to find Chase standing on the other side glaring at me like I scratched one of his bikes or something. "You have a damn death wish, don’t you?" I glare back at my twin. Whatever it is he wants could have waited till later. Or he could have freaking used his key instead of banging on my door like a damn policeman.
"Fuck you very much," he says pushing past me. "What the hell were you up to last night?"
"You are banging at my door at 7AM because you want to know what I was doing last night?" I ask. "You really do have a death wish," I glare at him.
"Just answer the damn question,"
Why the hell is he so pissed? "Went to the karaoke bar," he frowns at my answer. What in actual fuck is wrong with my twin?
"Something weird happened to me last night man, it was crazy." He says.
"What are you on about Chase?"
"Look, last night while I was freaking sleeping I suddenly had a feeling," he says.
"O-kay,"
"Not just any feeling you ass, the twin feeling only this time it was... different than normal."
"I don’t get it Chase, what made it different?" I ask although I know it couldn’t be the twin feeling because there was nothing wrong with me. Actually, last night was the best night I've had in a while.
"Dude, I suddenly got so damn hard, it felt like my dick was about to fucking break!" He says shocking me. "And I swear man, I wasn’t dreaming of anything hot either. It just hit me out of nowhere, it felt like how I normally feel when there's something wrong with you, only this time I was as horny as fuck,"
I burst out laughing so hard at his frustrated expression. "Chase, that’s impossible, that shit has never happened before," I say between my laughter. I was busy getting down and dirty almost the whole night last night but he's full of shit. We've sensed all kinds of feelings about each other but never that feeling.
"Mace?" Nikki says from behind me. Shit, I must have wakened her with my loud laughter.
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"Morning Nikki," Chase greets, distracted. But then his eyes widen in her direction before they narrow on me. I turn to look at Nikki only to be met by her, clad in only my shirt, her legs bare and taunting me, reminding me of how those same legs wrapped around my waist as I-
"Mother fucking shit. Stop it Mace!" Chase growls and I turn again to look at my frustrated brother, not sure what the hell his problem is.
He is shuffling from foot to foot uncomfortably and I notice the hard-on that rivals my own that he's trying to hide. At first, I watch in amusement but then glare at my twin. He better not be sporting that damn hard-on because of my girl.
"Don’t give me that look, this is your fault," I look at him like he just said spiders are man's best friend. "You and your damn intense feelings are going to be the damn death of me," he says and I burst out laughing again. Holy shit, this is a first!
"I have got no clue what you two are on about but it's way too early to be glaring and laughing so hard, I haven't even had coffee yet," Nikki groans as she turns on her heel, walking back towards my bedroom.
"Want some coffee?" I ask my twin who looks like he's in pain.
"Nah. I'm out of here, it's like it’s worse when I'm so close to you," he says backing away from me like I'm possessed.
"Laters then bro," I say turning to make my way to the kitchen. My woman needs coffee.
"Damn twin connection is going to be the fucking death of me," I hear Chase muttering under his breath before shutting the door behind him. I chuckle all the way to the kitchen where I start brewing the coffee.
"Chase didn’t stay?" Nikki asks as she joins me in the kitchen just as I finish pouring two cups of coffee.
"Nah, he left," I answer, kissing her forehead before handing her one of the cups. A shy smile tugs at her soft luscious lips.
"Thanks," she says.
"Anytime babe," I smile. "So how'd you sleep?"
"Better than I've had in a long time," she says sipping her coffee. "Hey, have you seen my phone?"
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