45. $100 says Parker can hear us
Chapter 45
$100 says Parker can hear us
Ariana
I n-the-moment Ariana is cocky as fuck. I cannot believe I said the things I did to Luca last night. I asked him if he was going to be a good boy, for fuck’s sake!
He liked that, though. I didn’t expect it to come out of my mouth, or for him to like it, but here we are. I didn’t expect to hyperfocus on blowjobs yesterday, either. I spent over an hour lost in a rabbit hole of online research. Not that I haven’t researched it before, or read like a million scenes in books, but I never had a dick at my disposal before.
That… that sounds worse than I mean it to. A dick to practice… no, no, that’s not right at all. You know what, never mind. All I know is that after thinking about Luca all day and reading countless tips and tricks, I was horny and curious.
More curious than horny, but if sucking Luca’s cock didn’t make me hornier (spoiler alert—it did), his words sure as fuck did.
After-double-oral Ariana was a little flustered, but maybe she was just tired…
When I leave Lil’s bedroom Friday morning, Luca is walking toward his. His face lights up when he sees me, and any embarrassment about last night dissipates. The way he looks at me is… it’s everything.
He stops to give me a quick kiss, but I grab his shirt and pull him in for more.
“I’m all sweaty, babe,” he says against my mouth.
“I don’t care. I think I even like it.” It’s true. He always smells so good, but there’s something about how he smells after a workout. And I can’t get enough of the grin on his face and the sparkle in his eyes.
“God, I fucking love you.”
“I love you, too. Now go get unsweaty and come eat breakfast with me, Hot Stuff.”
“You two are gross now.” Lil glares at us from the bedroom doorway. “Like Mom and Dad.”
I laugh and give Luca one last kiss before heading down the hallway. “Come on, Lil, let’s go get some coffee before Luca frowns at our mugs of mostly creamer.” He snorts, and I feel his gaze until I turn the corner.
I tell Becca I’m waiting to eat breakfast until Luca comes down. She gives me a knowing smile and turns to Lil. “Are you waiting, too?”
“Meh, I guess so. I’d rather eat with the lovebirds than alone.”
We take our coffee outside and sit at the table. Just as I take a big drink, Lil asks, “Did you two have sex last night?”
I choke and barely keep from spitting my coffee everywhere. I look around to make sure no one is nearby. Most of the men assigned to security keep close to the wall around the property, but sometimes they wander closer, and more than a few have been known to stop for a chat.
“Jesus Christ, Lil,” I say once I ensure we’re alone. She’s grinning like a fool at me.
“I waited until you had coffee in your mouth to ask that. ”
“You’re a jerk.”
“Yeah, but I’m your jerk. Now answer me before lover boy gets out here.”
Raising my eyebrow at the closest camera, I flip Parker off and shoot him a glare that says, ‘Stop listening.’ I don’t know if he can hear us. But just in case.
“We did… things.” I feel my cheeks turn pink, but I meet her gaze.
She stares at me for a couple of seconds, debating, before shaking her head. “Nope, I’m going to need more than that. I don’t want every spicy detail. I don’t think I would want that even if Luca wasn’t my cousin. But we’re Ariana and Lil. We don’t keep things from each other.” She holds up a pinky.
She’s right. Lil and I had agreed a long time ago that no topic was off-limits. We’ve had conversations about pretty much everything and rarely keep anything to ourselves.
I hook my pinky with hers and take a deep breath.
“Um, well… last night, we went down on each other.”
“Holy fuck.
“And we’ve done hand stuff a couple of times.”
“When the fuck was that?” Lil’s eyes go wide and then drop to our linked pinkies. “You’ve washed this since then, right?”
“No, not at all,” I say with an eye roll, pulling my hand from hers.
Lil leans back in the chair, staring and waiting.
“What?” I ask, forgetting where we were.
“When did you do hand stuff?”
“Oh, right. After his fight and then a few nights ago.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asks, clearly hurt.
“I don’t know. It was harder than I thought it would be to bring up. He’s your cousin, so…”
“Yeah, but I’m going to try and block that part out. Has it been good? Like decent O good? ”
“It’s been amazing. Big O. Every time.”
“Good. We can’t both have mostly shitty sex stories.” She lets out a deep sigh. Lil has not had good luck in that department. “I would have to kick his ass if he wasn’t getting you off,” she says in a way that makes me think she really would try. I love her for that.
“He uh, figured out what he was doing pretty fast.”
“Wait, he didn’t… are you saying he didn’t already have experience?” she asks, her mouth hanging open like a fish.
Shit. “Don’t tell him I told you that.” I point my finger at her threateningly. As threatening as a finger with chipped, pale pink nail polish on it can be, at least.
“Wait, like nothing at all?”
I shake my head.
“Damn. I expect a guy like Parker to be inexperienced, you know? He’s so shy and got so far ahead in school he was never around girls his own age. He hasn’t been on a date since he joined the crew, as far as I can tell.”
I glance at the camera again, trying to send a challenge to Parker to figure his shit out and shoot his fucking shot, because Lil deserves someone who worships the ground she walks on. And that dipshit does, even if he won’t admit it. I don’t bother mentioning his crush on her being the main reason he doesn’t date, though. The few times I’ve brought it up resulted in Lil laughing so hard I thought she might die. Instead, I make a humming noise before she continues.
“But Luca? Holy shit.” She tilts her head. “Are you ready for more?”
I shrug and take a sip of my coffee. “I still have to work up the courage for that, you know? He hasn’t seen my scars yet.” Lil starts to talk again but shuts up when Luca steps outside.