Chapter 5 #2
He smirks as he puts the last Band-Aid on. “I’ll know better when I see the school and the team in action. Would it be settling for you?”
His blue eyes search mine like he’s waiting for me to lie to him. I’m the one who insisted neither of us settle. It’s important to hold that line. While we can both suffer a few bad decisions and still have good careers, why risk it?
“I’ve been researching the school for a while.
I haven’t applied yet, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to go.
” Releasing my breath, I lift my hands to circle the back of his neck, careful not to actually use my injured hand and just rest my forearm on his shoulder.
His hair is still damp from the shower he insisted we take before he worked on my hand.
Where he lifted me and fucked me against the tile.
He held my wrists with one hand while the other lifted my ass to hold me in place.
He claimed holding my wrists was to keep my hand from getting wet. But that helpless feeling makes an inferno roar inside me, and we both know it. I smile as I tangle my hand in his hair. His eyes darken, and my insides tighten in anticipation.
“If you could do anything next year, where would you go?” He lifts me up against him, and I wrap my legs around him and hold on as he carries me into his bedroom. “The ultimate dream. No restrictions.”
He lowers me flat onto the bed, following me down. His lips tease the skin of my neck, and his cock presses against my pussy, making me ache for him again. I don’t know how I’ll survive a week without his touch. Without him in our bed.
“The ultimate dream?” Honestly, I’m living it.
Him, Hawk, and Cam. Before them, the dream was much tighter, more defined, but I can’t imagine a life without them in it.
I’m not stupid. Our relationship could end.
I know that, but there’s this whisper of hope that keeps saying, but what if it doesn’t? What if I can have it all?
He pushes up my shirt over my hips and drags his hand along the waistband of my panties. “Tell me, little devil.”
His blue eyes are wicked as he trails kisses down the front of my shirt before reaching my belly, pressing wet kisses against my skin. I suck in a breath and tighten my fingers in his hair.
“I’d obviously get the internship. Either one. The showcase win with Alexis Bloom or the one I applied to with Sandra Cox. They would both work in the long run, but the showcase is only the summer, so I’ll be able to attend college in the fall.”
He drags my panties down as he kisses lower and lower. Each kiss brands me. He’ll leave marks on my stomach from where he pauses and sucks and teases me with his teeth and tongue. My breath catches as the familiar heat roars into a blaze.
“Tell me more,” he says as his heated gaze flicks up to mine.
I swallow as he strips my panties off and spreads my legs wide, settling between them.
His hungry gaze drops to my pussy before him.
I shift my gaze to the ceiling, trying to focus on what he wants to know and not what he’s about to do to me.
“Sandra Cox is amazing. The mentorship is a year with the potential to continue during college. I could take a lighter load of college work remotely while working for her, plus I have enough AP credits that would cover most of my freshman year anyway. But a lot of her work is on location.”
Damon spreads my pussy open and slides his tongue over me. My breath catches. He sinks his fingers inside me, pressing forward as he latches on to my clit, sucking.
I gasp and tug on his hair, pulling him closer. He chuckles against me as he thrusts his fingers in and out. He’s amazing at this. I’m addicted to having all three of them and what they can do to me.
“What college is your dream college?” he asks before getting back to work, driving me crazy. Lips, tongue, and teeth determined to drive me wild while he asks me about my dreams, about my future. A future that includes them now.
“I’d love to be in New York City even though most of the schools there are more theater-based.
” I pause and let out a breathy sigh. My hips rock against his face.
I swallow and say, “I want to continue to grow as a director and actor.” I cut off on a moan as he pushes me close to the edge. “Damon,” I plead, needing my release.
“Actor?” He licks my clit before sucking on it again.
My lips part, maybe to tell him, maybe to moan, but I can’t focus.
I can’t answer him as everything bursts inside me. I cry out, and he keeps me in that moment, sucking and licking and biting. He shifts and suddenly he’s over me. He thrusts his cock into my still pulsing pussy and pushes me right back over the edge again.
“Oh, fuck, Damon.”
“You take me so well, little devil.” He gives me a cocky smirk, grabs my hip and the headboard, and fucks me hard.
My fingers clutch at his hair as he sucks on my neck.
My brain is on full meltdown. I can’t draw enough breath to say anything even if I could put together a cohesive thought.
It’s like riding a roller coaster that’s all twists and steep drops, exhilarating, breathtaking.
He lifts my hip as he claims me. My legs shake as I wrap them around his waist. I never knew what sex would be like before these guys. I’ve read about it. Given myself orgasms. But nothing has been like this.
This wildness. The savageness with which Damon and Hawk claim me. The fun side Cam has shown me. The love that melts my heart when we come together. I want it all and I have it all with them.
Would I trade this for a future without them? If I could have my dream, would I choose it over them? Could my dream without them ever be enough?
I arch against him as my release spreads through me like slipping into a hot bathtub, submerged in his heat.
He groans and the pulse of his cum fills me.
When he collapses on me, I take his weight greedily.
It’s one of the best feelings having him inside me and weighing me down into the mattress.
He never gives me his full weight, but I wouldn’t complain if he did.
Our breathing eases together, our bodies still clinging to each other.
“You still want to act, little devil?” Damon kisses me and pulls out, rolling to the bed beside me and dragging me half over him. I set my bandaged hand over his heart.
There’s so much I could say about that. Give him all the reasons why I chose directing over acting at Anteros. I take a moment because I want to explain this so he understands.
“Acting was my first love. Directing is great. I enjoy being behind the camera or in the audience and making sure everything goes to plan.” His heartbeat slows beneath my touch.
I kiss his chest and rest my cheek on his shoulder, snuggling in tight against him.
He holds me close where I fit. “But there’s something about bringing a character into being.
I can control a lot of things being the director, but the actors are who make the characters.
With the right direction, I can sometimes bring that performance out of them, but it’s nothing like stepping into someone else’s shoes and becoming them.
As the director, I can bring the story to life.
As an actor, I can bring my character to life. ”
Damon trails his hand down my back. “Would Crowne Mawr be settling for you?”
Hearing those words tossed back at me makes me really consider it. “The program is excellent. Surprisingly some of the best programs aren’t in New York or California. Crowne Mawr is affordable. State tuition. Scholarships for academic performance.”
“But will it be what you need?” He presses because I would do the same to him for any college we might attend. With four of us, it seems impossible one of us won’t have to settle for something less than what we could achieve.
I blow out a breath across his chest. What I need is them. Can I really see a future without them in it? It used to be easy to see myself going away from all this. Even leaving my mom didn’t really bother me because I knew she’d be okay without me.
“It can be what I need. They allow you to dual study in acting and directing. It’s the first thing that caught my attention.” I lift my head and meet his eyes. “As long as it’s with you, Cam, and Hawk. I need you, and I don’t think I can give this up.”
He slides his hand into my hair and draws me higher so our lips meet. I settle back on his chest, and he turns out the light.
I’m almost asleep when he says in a low voice, “Dreams change, Evan.”