Amelia’s gaze flicks over to me and Catalina, where she’s nestled back into my chest, my hand still lazily stroking her hip.
Her brow lifts. “So what is this, then?” she asks,pointing between us. “Just fucking? Because Catalina hasn’t clarified anything to us yet.”
I feel Catalina tense slightly against me. I don’t even answer as I scowl across the table.
Catalina shifts, pulling back enough to face Amelia, her tone calm but firm. “Amelia? Not now.”
“What?” Amelia shrugs. “I’m just saying.”
Catalina softens slightly, but her grip on my hand tightens. “You’re such a bitch sometimes.”
Maverick whistles. “Anyways, attention back on me.”
“Don’t you have an entire football team to flirt with?” Reed mutters, sipping his bourbon.
“I do,” Maverick smirks. “But unfortunately for them, I only have eyes for Amelia.”
“In your dreams, golden boy,” she quips, sipping her drink. “Get the fuck away from me.”
Catalina laughs against my shoulder as her fingers curl into the collar of my shirt. I glance around the table—Reed, still stealing glances at Layla and Maverick, pouting dramatically across from Amelia.
And me? I have Catalina in my lap, my girl glowing from the inside out, and I don’t care who sees it.
This—this right here—is family.
She’s lyingin my bed, glowing like a fever dream—hair messy from my hands, her lips swollen, and eyes glassy from the tequila.
She already came once on my mouth, her thighs stilltremble from the way I’d tasted her like she was the only goddamn thing that could satisfy the ache under my skin.
I’m not done yet, not even close.
I crawl up her body, dragging my mouth along her stomach, pausing to press a slow kiss between the valley of her breasts. Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, guiding me like she finally stopped pretending she doesn’t need this just as badly as I need her.
When I reach her lips, I pause, hovering over her, my cock hard and heavy against her inner thigh.
“You good, baby?” I ask softly, brushing my knuckles along her cheek.
She nods.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “I just… I’ve never seen you like this.”
I kiss her slowly as my tongue sweeps over hers as I shift my hips, dragging the head of my cock through her slick folds. She gasps into my mouth, her thighs parting wider, for me.
“I’ve never felt like this,” I admit, grinding against her clit just to hear her pretty little moan. “Not like this, darlin’. Not with anyone.”
She stares up at me, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I line myself up and begin to press in, slow and steady. Her mouth parts in a quiet gasp, and I watch every second of her face contorting in pleasure, her chest arching into mine.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan, sinking deeper. “You feel that? That’s my cock stretchin’ this pretty pussy, nice and slow. Just like you deserve.”
She nods frantically, her nails biting into my skin.
“You’re so big,” she breathes, her eyes fluttering closed.
My hand cups her jaw, firm but gentle. “Look at me,baby,” I whisper, dipping down to kiss her temple. “Wanna see those pretty eyes when I’m buried inside you.”
She blinks up at me, and I push the rest of the way in until I’m buried inside her, my hips flush with hers.
Her gasp turns into a moan, her legs wrap around my waist as I rock my hips forward just an inch, then back, keeping the rhythm slow.
