“You in over your head?” his brother asked the second he caught his eyes.
“Absolutely,” he answered without hesitation.
“Worried as fuck about you,” Knight told him.
“Don’t be,” he replied.
Knight shook his head, pushed from the door and looked down the hall before he entered the room.
“I do not know this woman and since before you even started this shit, I’ve been askin’ around. No one knows her. She’s unknowable. Mysterious pussy can be good. But mostly, mysterious pussy is just a trap,” Knight shared.
“Not me caught in a trap, brother,” he reminded him.
His words did not reassure Knight.
“You gotta control this situation completely, Nick. You gotta be one hundred percent on the ball. I don’t need to tell you that father of hers is a fuckin’ lunatic. You know that better than anyone. And this has not changed in four and a half years except it’s gotten worse as the man gets more desperate. I didn’t finally get my brother in a way I love havin’ him, givin’ him to my woman, my girls, to have some bitch outplay him and take him away from all of us.”
Again, Nick was pissed off.
“I won’t get outplayed.”
Knight opened his mouth but didn’t get anything out.
“Don’t say more,” Nick warned. “I wanna eat a steak with my two princesses, my brother and his woman. You broil a fucking good steak and I love my princesses. I do not need to be in a shit mood while doing it ’cause that’d spoil everything.”
Knight gave him an intense look that melted into his lips quirking.
“I got my brother the way I want him too, Knight,” Nick continued. “I fucked it up with you. With Anya. I worked to earn that back. I got it. Do you think I got what I spent the afternoon with out there, then my niece is throwin’ attitude to keep her uncle close for dinner, and I’d do shit to lose that or anything I earned the last four years?”
During his speech, his brother lost the lip quirk and the intensity came back.
“No,” he answered.
“Trust me,” Nick urged.
“You need me, you do not hesitate. Yeah?” Knight asked.
He nodded.
“Shit, need to check the steaks,” Knight muttered, turned and walked out of the room.
Nick gave it time, mostly doing this because he could still hear her voice and he was still dealing with the fact he liked it.
Then he walked out of his brother’s office to go have dinner with his family.
In the middle of it, he got a text with a room number.
He felt Knight’s eyes on him when he looked at the text.
He didn’t reply to the text.
He also hadn’t lied to his brother.
Fucking Olivia Shade was so good he was in over his head. He knew it. He just didn’t care, happy to take from her everything she was prepared to give on the path he was negotiating, not giving that first fuck she was taking everything she could milk out of him along the way.
But when he took that text while eating the steak his brother put in front of him, his mind flashing on what exactly he intended to take from Olivia Shade in an hour and how much he’d enjoy her milking everything she could out of him, he had no idea.
No fucking clue.
No fucking clue that before dawn hit the sky on a new day, he wouldn’t be in over his head with Olivia Shade.
He’d be drowning.
Chapter Seven
Drowning
Nick
They were both on their knees, her back to his front and she was taking him.
And she liked what she was getting.
She had one arm lifted high and wrapped around his head, her neck twisted, her lips parted, her breath coming in pants, his jaw to her hair.
She was in shadow. Before session two—this session—she’d turned out the lights in the room. But the curtains were open, the lights from the city the only illumination in the room.
Outside of it being him knocking on the door, it had been just like it always had been. Hot, fast, hard. A clash. A grab. Taking all you could get and giving only accidentally while doing it.
She’d got her mouth on him. She’d blown him. Before she made him come, she fucked him.
She came hard while she did.
So did he.
He took advantage and gave that back, taking as he did.
Now he was fucking her.
And, Christ, her tight wet cunt was astounding.
He pushed forward with his chest and she got his message, dropping to her hands in the bed. He curled over her, arm wrapped around her, hand cupping her tit, fingers pinching and tugging.
She reared under him.
Out of necessity before things took a turn he did not want them to take, he broke their usual silence.
“You need to come,” he growled.
To his shock, immediately, she gasped, “In a second.”
He pounded into her, pinching hard and tugging harder at her nipple.
She whimpered.
Fuck.
She didn’t make a lot of noise outside breathing heavily.
That sounded nice.
Too nice.
“Olivia, you need to come.”
She twisted her neck and caught his eyes, hers scorching even through the dark.
He fought the brand.
“Fuck me, Sebring,” she ordered.
He let her tit go and slanted his arm up her chest, curling it around her shoulder. His eyes on hers, he held her steady and fucked her.
She bit her lip, let it go and closed her eyes, turning and dropping her head.
Finally submissive in her orgasm, he drilled her and she took it, but not for long before he exploded in her sleek wet.
He stayed buried, coming down, liking it as she spasmed around his dick, not knowing why what happened next would happen next.
“Absolutely,” he answered without hesitation.
“Worried as fuck about you,” Knight told him.
“Don’t be,” he replied.
Knight shook his head, pushed from the door and looked down the hall before he entered the room.
“I do not know this woman and since before you even started this shit, I’ve been askin’ around. No one knows her. She’s unknowable. Mysterious pussy can be good. But mostly, mysterious pussy is just a trap,” Knight shared.
“Not me caught in a trap, brother,” he reminded him.
His words did not reassure Knight.
“You gotta control this situation completely, Nick. You gotta be one hundred percent on the ball. I don’t need to tell you that father of hers is a fuckin’ lunatic. You know that better than anyone. And this has not changed in four and a half years except it’s gotten worse as the man gets more desperate. I didn’t finally get my brother in a way I love havin’ him, givin’ him to my woman, my girls, to have some bitch outplay him and take him away from all of us.”
Again, Nick was pissed off.
“I won’t get outplayed.”
Knight opened his mouth but didn’t get anything out.
“Don’t say more,” Nick warned. “I wanna eat a steak with my two princesses, my brother and his woman. You broil a fucking good steak and I love my princesses. I do not need to be in a shit mood while doing it ’cause that’d spoil everything.”
Knight gave him an intense look that melted into his lips quirking.
“I got my brother the way I want him too, Knight,” Nick continued. “I fucked it up with you. With Anya. I worked to earn that back. I got it. Do you think I got what I spent the afternoon with out there, then my niece is throwin’ attitude to keep her uncle close for dinner, and I’d do shit to lose that or anything I earned the last four years?”
During his speech, his brother lost the lip quirk and the intensity came back.
“No,” he answered.
“Trust me,” Nick urged.
“You need me, you do not hesitate. Yeah?” Knight asked.
He nodded.
“Shit, need to check the steaks,” Knight muttered, turned and walked out of the room.
Nick gave it time, mostly doing this because he could still hear her voice and he was still dealing with the fact he liked it.
Then he walked out of his brother’s office to go have dinner with his family.
In the middle of it, he got a text with a room number.
He felt Knight’s eyes on him when he looked at the text.
He didn’t reply to the text.
He also hadn’t lied to his brother.
Fucking Olivia Shade was so good he was in over his head. He knew it. He just didn’t care, happy to take from her everything she was prepared to give on the path he was negotiating, not giving that first fuck she was taking everything she could milk out of him along the way.
But when he took that text while eating the steak his brother put in front of him, his mind flashing on what exactly he intended to take from Olivia Shade in an hour and how much he’d enjoy her milking everything she could out of him, he had no idea.
No fucking clue.
No fucking clue that before dawn hit the sky on a new day, he wouldn’t be in over his head with Olivia Shade.
He’d be drowning.
Chapter Seven
Drowning
Nick
They were both on their knees, her back to his front and she was taking him.
And she liked what she was getting.
She had one arm lifted high and wrapped around his head, her neck twisted, her lips parted, her breath coming in pants, his jaw to her hair.
She was in shadow. Before session two—this session—she’d turned out the lights in the room. But the curtains were open, the lights from the city the only illumination in the room.
Outside of it being him knocking on the door, it had been just like it always had been. Hot, fast, hard. A clash. A grab. Taking all you could get and giving only accidentally while doing it.
She’d got her mouth on him. She’d blown him. Before she made him come, she fucked him.
She came hard while she did.
So did he.
He took advantage and gave that back, taking as he did.
Now he was fucking her.
And, Christ, her tight wet cunt was astounding.
He pushed forward with his chest and she got his message, dropping to her hands in the bed. He curled over her, arm wrapped around her, hand cupping her tit, fingers pinching and tugging.
She reared under him.
Out of necessity before things took a turn he did not want them to take, he broke their usual silence.
“You need to come,” he growled.
To his shock, immediately, she gasped, “In a second.”
He pounded into her, pinching hard and tugging harder at her nipple.
She whimpered.
Fuck.
She didn’t make a lot of noise outside breathing heavily.
That sounded nice.
Too nice.
“Olivia, you need to come.”
She twisted her neck and caught his eyes, hers scorching even through the dark.
He fought the brand.
“Fuck me, Sebring,” she ordered.
He let her tit go and slanted his arm up her chest, curling it around her shoulder. His eyes on hers, he held her steady and fucked her.
She bit her lip, let it go and closed her eyes, turning and dropping her head.
Finally submissive in her orgasm, he drilled her and she took it, but not for long before he exploded in her sleek wet.
He stayed buried, coming down, liking it as she spasmed around his dick, not knowing why what happened next would happen next.
