Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Please… please…” I breathed out, unable to form another word. I just needed to fall over the edge, to give in.
“You’re so close. I can feel it,” Ti murmured, before grabbing my hips and slamming me back on his cock. He started pounding into me at the same time as Gus, both of them determined to make me fall apart.
Hot tingles started to break across my entire body, the pressure finally shattering. A broken moan burst from me as I collapsed on Gus’s chest, unable to move besides shaking as they finished their last few thrusts before spilling inside of me. When they pulled out of me, I didn’t think that I could move, my head feeling light.
“I don’t think I can get up,” I told them.
Gus wrapped his arms around me and eased himself to the edge of the bed before rising to his feet.
“We’ve got you,” he replied before carrying me toward the bathroom as I heard someone turn the tub on.
With a smile on my face, I relaxed in his hold, knowing that no one else had me like they did.
Chapter 18
Madison
The soft sound of water moving filled the attic’s quaint bathroom as I settled deeper into the clawfoot tub, letting the warm water envelop me like a comforting blanket while Taj and Marlo crouched on either side of me to keep me company.
The heat soothed all of my soreness and started making me feel drowsy, but my thoughts were racing.
The dynamic I had with the guys now was so much more intense and deeper than what it was when we first met. Back then, it was raw attraction, nervousness, and excitement.
Now, my heart raced so much around them that it nearly ached because I loved being around them so much. I… I was falling for them.
What else could it be? I missed them when we weren’t around each other, which was rare. When I thought about the future, I saw them in it. Trying to think of a future where they weren’t in my life made my stomach twist. And not in a good way. I didn’t like thinking about that.
I glanced between Taj and Marlo, sharing smiles with them. I wondered if they felt the same way about me. When they thought about their futures, did they see me in it? Did they see Chloe?
I wished that I was brave enough to ask, but my throat tightened when I even thought about asking them.
I supposed I just didn’t want to be rejected and heartbroken. I felt so safe with them, and if they broke my heart, it would be a pain that I didn’t know if I could handle.
“Marlo! Taj!” Marcus’s voice sounded from down in the tattoo shop.
Taj and Marlo shared a confused look with each other before rising to their feet.
“We’ll be right back,” Marlo told me as he caressed the back of my head. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against my lips before heading out of the bathroom.
“Probably just someone trying to do a walk-in,” Taj assured me before kissing me briefly. He shot me a wink that slightly comforted me before leaving me alone in the tub.
Slowly, my smile melted into a frown as I strained my ears, trying to hear what was going on. I could hear muffled voices downstairs, but I didn’t hear anyone unfamiliar. I doubted it was someone trying to get a tattoo without booking an appointment, so I pulled the plug out of the drain and grabbed a white towel hanging on a nearby rack so that I could go see what was going on.
When I reached the tattoo shop, I saw the guys in a huddle, looking at something in Marlo’s hands with grave looks on their faces. The atmosphere was completely different down here than it was upstairs. Intense. Angry. Stressed.
“What’s going on?” I asked as I approached them.
The guys moved to the side so that I could reach Marlo, who extended his hand out to give me the piece of white paper with scratchy handwriting in black ink on it that I immediately recognized.
My stomach twisted in knots as I looked down at the paper, the sound of my heartbeat thudding in my ears as I read what Michael had written down.
Hand over Madison and Chloe or you’ll pay. Ask Madison. She knows I don’t bluff. I’ll ruin all of you.
“Is he right? Does he not bluff?” Baker asked me with narrowed eyes.
I could feel the protective energy radiating off them, which comforted me, but Michael’s threat hit me like a punch to the stomach. I knew what he was like, and he could get scary when he didn’t get his way. He would absolutely wage war if I didn’t go to him with Chloe.
“He doesn’t bluff,” I said quietly, my eyes sweeping over all of them.