Chapter Six
Brick had to leave for the morning, and Cathy finished up the filming of her latest couple of videos. She wasn’t behind schedule, she just didn’t like to keep things waiting until the last minute.
With the last of the makeup tested and several reviews done as well, she turned her camera off and began to clean up her workstation.
Her body was … humming. Before Brick got the call, they had been enjoying each other again. She put her fingers to her neck, feeling the sensitive flesh that Brick hadn’t been gentle with that morning. It was like he couldn’t get enough of her.
Taking a deep breath, she couldn’t keep the smile from her face, and along with it, she was humming a Christmas song as well. She loved this time of year. Even though Tiffany tried to do everything to destroy her love and memories of this time, it had never worked.
Once her desk was clean, she grabbed her makeup brushes and cleaned them as well. It would be a few days before she did another video, but she liked to film multiple videos at once, and that meant using a lot of brushes.
She grabbed her laptop and camera, and made her way toward her dining room table. Setting everything up to start editing, and writing up several reviews, she stopped long enough to make herself a coffee.
She checked her cell phone, hoping to hear from Brick, and then felt stupid because she hadn’t even given him her number.
At the sound of her doorbell ringing, Cathy paused her video and walked to the front door, expecting to see Brick on the other side, but of course it wasn’t him. No, Tiffany was there, complete with that fake smile she had come to know. This smile was Tiffany’s way of judging her mood.
Cathy held her door and looked at her sister. Most of the time, she tried to be nice, to mend bridges, or just keep the peace for their family, their parents. Meeting Brick and talking about everything had made her realize she shouldn’t be doing any of that. This shit was on her sister.
“Are you not going to invite me in?” Tiffany asked.
“No.”
She saw that her response had shocked her older sister.
“No?”
“Do you need me to spell it out for you, or do you need someone to then read that for you?” Cathy asked.
This was something she had never done either. Tiffany, although cruel and a master manipulator, hadn’t done well in school. In fact, Cathy knew the only reason she passed was because she had been more than happy to sleep with several of the teachers to get the grades she needed. Also, she wasn’t shy about having sex with a couple of nerds to get what she wanted. There was nothing her sister wouldn’t do to get ahead without doing the hard work.
Tiffany opened her mouth and closed it. “Wow, I didn’t know you could be so rude.”
“Cut the crap, what do you want? To rub it in my face that you’re getting married? To tell me Eric is the love of your life, which we both know he’s not, but good luck with him. You actually did me a favor,” Cathy said, and that was the truth.
If Tiffany hadn’t taken Eric, she wouldn’t have seen what a cold, self-centered man he was, who loved looking in the mirror almost as much as her sister.
“Do you know what my parents are going to say when I tell them about this?”
“It wouldn’t matter, even if I wasn’t rude to you, you’d still tell them I was. It’s kind of a lose-lose for me. Might as well not bother at all.” Cathy shrugged. “You can gloat, you can do what you want, but I discovered I don’t give a crap what you or anyone in your family does.”
All their lives, Tiffany had always called them her parents, not their or our parents, but always hers. “You can have the parents, Tiffany, you can have the ex-boyfriend. I don’t care.”
Cathy smiled as she heard the bike approaching. Part of her was a little afraid that Brick would take one look at her sister and want her. This was the best time to see how that would play out.
Tiffany watched as the bike approached. Brick turned off the ignition and climbed off. In his leather cut, jeans, and hair looking windswept, he looked sexy, dangerous.
“Hey, babe,” Brick said, coming toward her.
Tiffany stepped in front of Cathy, and she didn’t even need to see her older sister to know there had to be a smile, one that begged him to show her attention.
“Well, hello there.”
Cathy was tempted to look away but instead she focused on Brick, who looked at Tiffany as if she was a disgusting bug.
“Who the fuck are you?” Brick asked. “Oh, the blonde hair, smug smile, you’re the sister.”
“I don’t know what my sister has said about—”
“Cut the bullshit. You think I haven’t known my share of lying bitches?” Brick smirked and brushed right past Tiffany.
Cathy tilted her head back as he pulled her in close and kissed her. “Hello, beautiful,” he said.
“Brick, this is my sister, Tiffany. Tiffany, this is Brick.”
“Why is she here?” Brick asked, ignoring Tiffany’s scoffing, muttering, and clearly pissed-off attitude.
“Probably to tell me how happy she and Eric are, how I missed a fantastic party I paid for and arranged. The same party I was asked to leave.”
“Ah, yes.” Brick turned toward Tiffany. “I’m going to make sure Cathy invoices you. There is no way she’s paying for that party, and if you think you can manipulate your way out of it, remember, I wear a patch and I’m not afraid of any badge. Try it, and see where your bullshit lands.” With that, he slammed the door in Tiffany’s face.
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Brick didn’t like the sister. He didn’t even need to talk to her to know he didn’t like her.
Rebel had needed his help with some club stuff. One of the brothers had been hitting the drugs a little too hard, and he’d come to the bar, begging for help. So, they’d gotten him into rehab. It was the only thing the club could do to offer help.
“Invoices?” Cathy asked as he took a step toward her.
“Yeah, you don’t think they’re going to get away with taking all your money, your time, and pay absolutely nothing. You were even kicked out of your own party, and you know I don’t like that.”
There was a large smile on her face, one he found utterly intoxicating. “What?” he asked.
“I’ve never had anyone stand up for me the way you just did with Tiffany, that’s all.”
He shook his head.
Cathy giggled. “What is it? What’s the matter?”
“I find it mind-boggling that no one will stick up for you, and you know what else?”
“What?” she asked.
“It pisses me off that people can treat you that way.”
She ran her hands up his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Stop worrying about it. I’m not. I’m used to it.”
“And that’s part of the problem.” He put his hands on her ass and tightened his grip on the tender flesh, pulling her in close.
Brick made sure there was no distance between them, feeling her body next to his. His dick was already very happy about that.
She let out a little moan. “I guess I don’t need to ask what you’re thinking about?”
“I’ll give you a clue. It involves you very naked and sitting on my cock. I don’t even care which room we’re in.”
Cathy giggled.
“Do you not want to?” he asked.
“I do. It’s nice, you know, being with you, I like it.”
He stroked some of her hair back away from her face. “Well, so long as you like being with me, and you’re not just using me for my dick, I happened to have come from town.”
She nodded.
“And, I was wondering if you’d be interested in going to that Christmas festival they’re advertising?”
“Are you asking me out on a date?” she asked.
“Yeah, I am. Where people can see us. You don’t mind, do you?”
She laughed. “Of course not, and I’d love to.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really, but I feel I should warn you. Tiffany will probably go back to our parents and tell them everything that happened, and they might be there, and they may cause a scene. It could get very ugly.”
Brick cupped her face, tilting her head back slightly so she could look right at him.
“I don’t care. Let them come and try their shit. If you want me to be a good boy, I’ll be good.”
“I want you to be yourself, Brick. I’m not going to try and control you. I like you the way you are.”
And with that, he kissed her. He just couldn’t help himself. She was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman. Sliding his hands down her body, he went straight to her ass, picking her up, and she giggled as she circled her legs around his waist.
There had been so many times in the last few days where she tried to stop him from carrying her. She’d been so consumed with her weight, complaining about how heavy she was, but he didn’t give a fuck about any of that. This was his woman.
Once again, he couldn’t help but think about the fact they’d had sex multiple times since he’d known her, and he’d never used a condom. The sensible thing to do was talk to her. The adult thing to do was to find out if she was okay with it.
In that moment, Brick didn’t want to do either of those things. Once he talked, that was it, there would be no risk of her getting pregnant, because she might demand he wear a condom. Brick didn’t want anything between them, because he loved the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around his dick.
He carried her up to her bedroom, where he took her straight to the bed, then took possession of her lips, and then let her go long enough to get her naked.
Like other times, he only got their pants off. He did destroy her underwear. He just couldn’t help it as it offended him by being there. One tear of the garment, and it was gone.
He pressed his palm to her naked pussy, sliding a single finger within her cunt, pressing in hard and deep. Drawing his finger back up toward her clit, he stroked her pussy, but Cathy complained. She wanted his cock inside her, and he was not going to argue with what the woman wanted. He’d give her the world, all she had to do was ask for it.