51. Tessa

51

Tessa

M y new bed is ridiculously comfortable. The kids have settled in their new rooms. Harry adores his racing car bed, and when I left Chloe, she was lying in her cot, mesmerized by the rotating bird mobile and glowing night light.

I should be asleep by now. It's been a long-ass day and I haven't had a decent night's sleep for what feels like forever. But my brain won't switch off. There are so many things spinning around in there. All I can think about are the items on my list of supplies Harry needs before starting kindergarten. I need to call Chloe's nursery as well, so I can make sure she still has a place.

Knowing that bitch Janice, she won't, but I refuse to worry about that until I've had confirmation. There are other nurseries out there. I'm sure Chloe will settle in just fine if I have to move her to a new one.

That said, if I can't find another job, she won't need to go to the nursery.

I called the diner yesterday. Doris answered and told me they no longer needed me. Derek had hired someone else. It wasn't a massive shock. I knew he wouldn't keep my job open forever, and it's been weeks.

There are other jobs. Maybe I'll find one that pays more than minimum wage.

One thing she did tell me, however, was that the cops had come looking for me, wanting to talk to me about Enzo. She had no clue he was dead so I played dumb. I told her we'd split a few weeks earlier, and I'd left not long after to take care of a family emergency.

Kade told me not to worry. He said he'd make sure they forgot about me. His contact in the department has told him they believe Enzo's murder was gang-related, as they knew he was selling drugs out of the club.

Something else I was oblivious to.

It feels like I never knew Enzo at all.

I pull out my Kindle and open the book I've been reading for the last week. It's a 'why choose' MC romance. One naive girl and three massive, hot bikers. The plot is sparse but the sex scenes are hot.

Not that my libido needs any encouragement. Cin seems to spend way too much time shirtless, and Madden only has to glower at me when I say something he doesn't agree with to give my pussy inappropriate ideas.

Being around Kade is no better. He acts like my father's lackey but whenever I turn around, he's staring at me the way I once looked at him, back when I was a teenager with a mammoth crush: i.e. with naked longing. Emphasis on the naked.

Reading is usually my escape, but thirty minutes pass and I swear I've read the same page three times. Then I hear a light tap on my door.

With a sigh, I drag myself out of bed, smooth my messy hair down, and crack the door open.

"Need some company?" Cin smirks as he leans against the door frame.

Gah, he's so hot. I can barely drag my eyes away from his muscular chest. The way his sweatpants hang enticingly low on his hips doesn't help either.

He's not usually this brazen, but there's no way I'm turning him away. Hell no. My pussy would never forgive me if I did. Reading about three hot bikers with 10-inch dicks is nothing compared to getting naked with Cin.

"Is Madden going to be pissed?" I whisper.

"He's gone out with Kade, so it's just you and me, sweetness."

"I was reading," I tell him, glancing back at my Kindle.

He pushes past me and grabs my Kindle, snorting with laughter when he scans the page I'm currently reading.

" Cindy's pussy clenched around Gage's massive cock as Priest pressed his fingers into her ass ... Jesus, this is filthy! I'm shocked!"

"It's not that bad." OK, so it is that bad, but what's a girl to do when she's surrounded by hot men and her vibrator just died? Because yes, it died on me a week ago and I have yet to order a new one.

"You should have told me you were struggling." Cin slides his hand around my neck and licks the shell of my ear. "I'll always take care of your needs, sweetness. Any time. Day or night."

Shivers run down my spine as my core heats up. Part of me wants to push him away, but I know an orgasm is the best way to quiet my mind, so I can actually get some sleep. And if there's a man who knows how to dish out orgasms, it's Cin.

"I wasn't sure if we should," I admit. While I don't regret the threesome with Madden and Cin, I'm not sure if Madden does. Everything has been a whirlwind since Kade arrived at the house to tell me about Enzo, and there have been no opportunities to talk to him.

Cin's lips trace a path across my jaw and down my neck. He pushes up my cami top and sighs with pleasure when he finds my breasts. A soft moan escapes and he sucks one hard nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth.

I imagine what it would feel like if Madden was here, sitting on the bed, watching me with Cin. Would he stroke his cock and just watch? Or would be want to join in?

Either scenario appeals, but the idea of Madden directing the scene is hot.

"Have you ever fucked women together before?" I ask when Cin pushes me back on the bed and tugs my shorts off.

"Yeah, we have." He moves over my body, pressing me into the mattress. "Does the idea of both of us fucking you turn you on?"

I want to lie and say no. These men already have too much power over me. But it's hopeless. When Cin slips a hand between my thighs, he knows exactly how much it turns me on.

"So wet, my sweet girl," he croons, pressing a finger inside me. "So ready for my cock."

"I need you to fuck me."

"So demanding," he teases before sliding back down my body and pressing his mouth to my pussy. He pushes my knees up and holds my thighs down so I'm open to his avid gaze.

I dislike feeling this exposed. It feeds all my insecurities, but Cin's eyes are dark with desire, and I can see how much he wants me.

My back arches and I moan as he feasts on me. The more he licks and sucks me, the higher I fly, until I'm soaring on a wave of sheer pleasure, my cries bouncing off the walls.

It takes a while for me to fall back down to earth, and by then Cin is pressing into me, his face taut with strain.

"Fuck, you feel so damn good, baby, I'm not going to last long."

"I don't care," I gasp as he pushes in deeper. "Fuck me hard and fast."

We roll over until I'm on top, riding him like a fucking cowgirl. He does as I ask and fucks me hard from below, powering up into me, making my tits bounce, and the headboard smacks against the wall with each thrust.

A tiny piece of my brain wonders if Madden has returned, and can he hear Cin fucking me? The thought that he could be listening to my moans and cries turns me on even more.

I get wetter at the idea of Madden walking in to find me bouncing on Cin's dick.

Would he push me down and take my ass? Or would he release his cock and feed it into my mouth until I choke?

"That's it, baby, take what you need," Cin growls, pulling my focus back to him. He's watching me like I'm a goddess he can't get enough of, and when he reaches up and pinches my nipples, I fall apart.

The room fades for several blissful seconds. Cin grunts and spills into me with a few more shallow thrusts. Sweat trickles down between my breasts and the sheet feels damp when I fall sideways.

Cin closes his eyes and pulls me across his chest. I need to clean up - we both do - but the urge to close my eyes is strong. Just for a few minutes, I think.