Chapter Forty-Nine:

Brian pulled me against his very hard cock. I groaned and tried to list reasons that we shouldn’t do each other right here and now. I need to pour ice down my pants. God. He started sucking on my neck and I writhed against him.

I sauntered out of his grip and moved down his torso and kissed the mushroom-shaped head of his arousal. He groaned and bucked his hips. I decided to take mercy on him and not tease him too much. I liked his shaft before sliding him slowly into my mouth.

“Fuck, Ace,” he moaned. This isn’t going to take him long. I can tell by the face he’s biting his lip and gripping the sheets. He must’ve been close when I walked in.

I massaged his balls with one hand and further engulfed his length. I hummed softly as bobbed my head around him. Almost as soon as it started, I felt him spasm in my mouth. I did my best to deep-throat him as hot sprays of his release leaked down my throat. I didn’t move until I was sure he was finished. I made a face as I swallowed and was left with an unpleasant bitterness in my mouth.

He laid his arm over his forehead and closed his eyes. I shifted myself off of him and went to the bathroom. This girl is in desperate need of her toothbrush.

“Hey, where are you going?” He asked me.

“Bathroom,” I responded.

“Don’t. It’s your turn.” He told me.

“I’m fine.”

“Bullshit,” he called out from the bed. I poured mouthwash into my mouth and gurgled it, before spitting it into the sink. I wet my toothbrush, added plenty of toothpaste and went to town. He walked in behind me as I was rinsing my mouth, again. “Seriously, Ace, let me take care of you.” He offered. I shook my head as I pulled off my underwear.

“I’m fine – I just want to shower.” I clarified.

“Do you want company?” He asked me.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because if we do anything else… I’ll want to do more and I can’t until I’m okayed by the doctor.” I complained as I turned on the water.

“Better make it a cold one, then.” He smirked. He pulled off his shirt and must have left his pants somewhere in my room. He kissed my shoulder and started on my neck. “Are you sure you want to shower alone?” He asked in a last-ditch effort. I groaned and pushed him away.

“Go away. I can’t look at you naked without wanting to dry-hump your leg.” I sighed. He chuckled and just leaned by the shower. I walked around him and stepped into the lukewarm water. It’s going to be a long, long couple of days.

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Brian’s POV

I cleaned myself up and put on my pants back on before leaving Ace’s room. I ran into the one person I told never to step foot in this house again.

“The fuck are you doing here?!” I demanded from Mike.

“Well, well, if it isn’t emo boy mooching it up at his girlfriend’s house… You look,” he paused and looked at my shirtless torso, “happy. Did someone finally get laid?” He pressed.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I brushed off his taunts.

“Actually, I’d love to know if Lydia’s a freak in bed.” He smirked.

“Leave, before you leave in pieces.” I pushed him into the wall.

“Bad move, Haner!” Mike yelled.

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Lydia’s POV

After deciding that the water was too warm to cool me down, I turned off the hot water altogether. I washed myself with surprising speed. After I finished, I lathered on lotion and put on my bikini. I’m freezing and I can’t stop shivering. The sun will definitely warm me up. I towel-dried my hair for a minute, before giving up. Who cares? I pulled on the pair of white, short shorts I had on earlier and a sheer, black, oversized, crop top. I slipped on my aviators and slipped my iPod in my pocket. I grabbed two clean towels from my bathroom and opened my room door. I jumped when I heard something crash.

“What the fuck?!” I yelled at the men fighting in the hallway. When did Mike even fucking get here? “DOUG!” I bellowed. This is fucking ridiculous. I know better than to get in the middle of two guys in a brawl, but hot damn. I went back into my room and grabbed the only thing in arm’s reach – a box of tissues. I threw it and the angry ball of testosterone and hoped for the best.

Mike noticed me first. He and Brian paused for a second. Mike looked up at me and smirked. I could feel him undressing me with his eyes.

“Why are you here?!” I snapped.

“I just wanted to see how you were feeling.” He said, smoothly. I looked at him, skeptically. “If you feel anything like you look, you’ve got to be on fire.” He winked. I scoffed.

“Get the fuck out.” I quipped. He didn’t have time to say anything else. Brian tackled him and they were wrestling. “Oh, my fucking God. Boys.” I shook my head and kept throwing things in their direction. Eventually they tired themselves out and broke away panting. “I’m not into you Mike.” I told him. He didn’t look fazed in the slightest. He just smirked.

“I can change your mind.” He breathed. He oozes cockiness and not in the hot way. I waved at him to make sure that I had his attention.

“I. Am. Never. Going. To. Fuck. You.” I enunciated for him, slowly. That got to him. His smirk was no longer in place.

“You heard her.” Brian told him, still eying him. They started staring each other down.

“You guys have fun being macho. Let me know when you’re done with your pissing contest.” I told them as I walked around them and traipsed down the stairs. Doug walked inside just as I came down the stairs.

“Sunbathing?” He guessed. I nodded.

“Brian and Mike were fighting upstairs. You may want to go up there and make sure they don’t kill each other eventually.” I told him. No sooner had the words left my mouth, did the ruckus pick back up.

“Fucking teenagers,” Doug mumbled. He walked into his office and came back out holding a gun. “My house is going to be spotless before they leave. I’m too old for this. Sweetheart, go outside. Tony should be out.” Doug suggested, but I didn’t move.

“Are you going to shoot them?” I asked, stupidly. He shook his head.

“Do you have a faster way to get them to stop? In my experience, waving a firearm normally gets your attention rather quickly.” He corrected me. I nodded, slowly.

“Let me know how it goes.” I smirked as he made his way upstairs. I started walking to the back patio. I had just opened the door when I heard them stop.

“Oh, shit! He has a fucking gun!” Mike yelled. I laughed as I shut the door behind me. Tony looked up and smiled.

“Eventful afternoon?” He asked me.

“You could say that.”

Notes

Alright so, sort of bad news, my laptop charger is crapping out and hopefully I'll have a new one soon. I can't say for sure when the next update will be, but as soon as I am able, the next chapter will be up.

Much love, beautiful readers,
Katie