Matt’s POV
“So you’ll pick me up tonight, Matty-bear?” Val cooed after pulling away from my lips. She tasted so good, like cherry lip-gloss, nicotine, and spearmint gum. Damn I missed her.

I was devastated when Val just up and broke off our relationship months ago and fled to France with Michelle. She left me to pick up the mangled pieces of my heart, trying to figure out where I had gone wrong. Thank god the guys were there and made me go out drinking night after night. Johnny’s truly had been part of that healing and forgetting process. And as much as I hated to admit it, it wasn’t the first time she’d broken up me. Though, when Val called me a few weeks later, I couldn’t help but forgive her on the spot like I always did. She said that Michelle needed her and I understood that. Hell, how could I stay mad at someone that beautiful and so perfect for me? I fucking loved Val and we just kept being drawn toward one another. It felt right being with her again.

I smiled and caressed her beautiful face with my hand, staring into those brown orbs. “Sure thing, Baby girl,” I kissed her once more before she climbed out of the car and headed into the house. I couldn’t help but watch those perfect hips sway as she walked, hypnotizing me with that ass. Shaking my head, I swallowed thickly and put the car in reverse. How did she still get me aroused so easily after all these years? Damn, just looking at her legs in those short white shorts made me salivate. Val was fucking hot and I couldn’t wait to have my way with her later—it was really overdue.

My mind was completely overrun with thoughts of Val as I drove. I was autopilot, flying blissfully through the streets of Huntington Beach. That is until I drove past Johnny’s and my eyes landed on a smashed up car. Oh, that fucking sucks. That’s why you don’t drink and drive. Okay, so maybe I was doing it now, but a few beers wasn’t about to set me into that mess. Poor beautiful black Mustang...Wait a minute, I know that car…Dice! Oh, fucking hell! I quickly did a u-turn and sped back towards the bar, pulling into a parking space to see Dice standing with her hot little ass towards me in a state of shock.

“What the hell did you do?” I asked, getting out of the car and gapping at the scene in front of me. It looked like the car had rolled over four or five times and then survived a head on collision. How the hell did this happen? Or yet the better question was, how did she drive it here like this? The thing looked like it had smashed by a giant for Christ sake!

Dice took her hands off the top of her head and let out sigh, now putting her hand over her eyes. Did she just curse at me? “That’s the million dollar question isn’t?” she laughed deliriously with her back to me. It was almost like she didn’t actually register who I was because her eyes were glued to the wreck in front of her. I watched as she walked around the car, biting her knuckle. Was she crying? No way, Dice didn’t cry. She looked like she was going to be sick.

“What the fuck are you doing here anyway, Sanders?” she suddenly snapped. Whoa, where did this come from? Why the hell is she mad at me? I didn’t crash her fucking car!

Her small frame stepped in front of me as she turned around to face me, blocking my view of the car. I blinked a few times to focus in on the little hot tamale in front of me only to realize two things: she was indeed pissed and she looked like walking death. What the hell happened to her? My eyes raked over Dice’s pissed off expression as I took in all her injuries in horror. Her forehead had a huge lightly scabbed gash in it, while a path of dried blood trailed her heavily bruised face. Oh, and that wasn’t all. Her nose was bent at a slightly disturbing angle and she looked like she had blown the biggest dick known to man. Those perfect and oh so kissable lips were swollen and bruised and they just looked plain painful. If I hadn’t seen the car, I honestly would have thought she had taken on the Mongols biker gang and lived to tell the tale.

“D-Dice…”I started, reaching a hand out toward her. I was afraid that she was going to collapse at any minute from the state of her injuries. “I-I—“ I pulled her small frame into my arms and carefully ran my hands over her head. She was safe now. “Are you okay? How did this happen?”

I couldn’t describe the feeling that came over me seeing her like that, but I killed me inside. I had to help her and make sure that she was safe. No matter what the cost, that’s what I felt my duty was. Wait a minute, was I starting to have feelings for Dice? Hell, I didn’t even know what her real name was! We were just hooking up and having fun. I was in love with Val and Dice had just been a fun little fling. If that all that it was, then why was I so worried about her well-being? Because Matt Sanders wasn’t some heartless animal. Besides, if I did actually want a relationship with the girl, there was no way that Dice would go for it. She would just laugh at me and make me feel like an idiot for even trying. I’d seen her do it time after time to countless others.

Moments later, Dice pulled out of my embrace and looked me up and down with a dark look. “Save it, Sanders. I don’t have time or energy for your bullshit today,” she sighed, glaring daggers at me. What the hell was her problem? All I did was show up to see what was going on and if she was alright. “Just get right back in your car and crawl back up that blonde vagina you just came from.”

What? Was she talking about Val? How did she know about her? “Look, I just stopped by to see if you were okay,” I pinched the bridge of my nose, watching her examine the wreck of a car again. Though, what she really needed was a trip to the ER. There wasn’t any way she didn’t have some serious damage after surviving whatever caused this mess.

“I’m fine, now go,” she didn’t even grace me with a look. Okay, so maybe that hurt a little bit.
“Come on Dice, I just cant leave you stranded here,” I sighed, running my hands over my face. I just didn’t understand why she was so angry with me.

Dice scoffed and shook her head, only to stumble sideways into the car. Something was definitely not right with that girl. “Look I don’t need your fucking help! Unless you’re going to offer up the dough to fix this mess! God knows, I cant.” She looked at me with those piercing green orbs, tearing at my heartstrings.

I ran my hands over my face and groaned. “Fuck, Dice, this is going to cost a fortune,” I sighed, receiving an eye roll. What was it going to put like a $10,000 dent in my bank account.
“Oh, so you can go by a fucking new Audi but you cant help our a-a friend?” Where was this coming from? I didn’t understand her anger toward me and it was really starting to piss me off. “Fuck off, Sanders. I guess I’ll deal with this myself.”

I let out a growl of frustration. “It’s my fucking business what I spend my money on!” I couldn’t control my rising temper anymore. Why was she getting such a rise out me? I was about two seconds from fucking killing her now.“You’re the one who bashed up your car not me! Why the hell are you pissed at me?”

Dice narrowed those greens at me, sending me the most hateful glare I’ve ever seen. Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she fought with what she wanted to say. “Thanks, I see where I stand,” she decided on, and man did that hurt. Fuck, so maybe I really liked the girl, but that didn’t mean I was going to marry her. Hell, she wouldn’t even let me take her out on a date! “And I thought you were a better person, Sanders. Should have known you were a dick like Gates.”

“Fuck, Dice, that’s not what I meant,” I couldn’t believe she was twisting all this back on me and making me feel guilty. Had I honestly wronged her in some way? “Fine, I’ll take care of it, and at least let me take you to the hospital.”

She looked at me for a moment, considering her options before shaking her head. “No, I’m not leaving my baby with those monkey mechanics. No. Fucking. Way.” Dice crossed her scratched and bruised arms, shaking her head at the car. “I don’t trust them.”

“I know someone who do the job, alright,” I said, moving to put my arm around her shoulders and gently guide her towards my car. I had to get her to the hospital. “He’s the Berry’s cousin and he has never lead me astray. He’s cheap and does good work. Now can we please go get you checked out? That cut on your head looks pretty bad.” Without thinking twice, Dice reached her hand up to the side of her head and winced when her fingers made contact with the spot. She cursed before letting out a defeated sigh.

“Fine, but I’m not fucking happy about it,” well, at least she was getting in the car. “And we have to wait until the tow truck gets here. I swear if they scratch the paint I’ll—“

“The whole front end needs to be re-done. A little scratch is the least of your worries,” I chuckled before closing the door on her. As I slid into the driver’s seat, I couldn’t help but notice the look of pain on her face. “Beside, I’m footing the bill anyway. But you owe me, Red.”

There was that cocked brow that I loved so much. She scoffed and turned away from me. “Owe you what, a hand shake? ‘Cause that’s all your gonna get!”

My brows shot up on confusion. What was she talking about? “What the hell is your problem?”
“Oh, don’t act like you didn’t fucking blow me off yesterday as soon as the blonde walked in,” oh, shit, she was right. I totally forgot that she was at the studio with us yesterday. I guess I was just so excited to see Val that the thought of Dice slipped my mind. Wait a minute is she jealous. “You’re such a fucking dick.”

“You told me to act like nothing happened between us!” I said, half telling the truth. Was Dice jealous of Val? A smile crept over my face at the thought of seeing Dice jealous. I never thought I’d see the day.

She graced me with her greens as she crossed her arms over her chest again. “You’re an ass. We are done now,” was all she said all the rest of the way to the ER. And let the cold shoulder commence. Damn, what was with chick and not just saying what the real problem was? I didn’t get it and Dice had never been one to play games, so why should she start now?

Dice didn’t even give me so much as a glace as we walked into the ER, my arm around her shoulders. Well, I guess I should be happy that she was at least letting me touch her. We sat silently until they called her name and I followed her into the exam room.

And can you believe it, out of all those cuts and bruises, that Dice walked away with only a concussion. The doctor told me to make sure that she stays on bed rest for at least eight days, but trying to tell Dice to do something was like teaching Johnny to grow another foot—impossible. Though, I was happy to see that the doctor’s prognosis got her talking again.

“If he thinks I’m going to sit on my ass for over a week, he’s got another thing coming,” she said as I wheeled her out in a wheel chair. “And this is about the stupidest fucking thing…” Oh, but I was rather enjoying racing her down the ramp. Way to ruin the fun, Dice. “Oh, who am I kidding, I’m a lazy bitch and MJ is going to be my food slave.” There was that laugh that I craved. I couldn’t help but let a dimpled grin pull across my face at the sound of her melodic laugh, feeling a small swell in my pants. Well, that is definitely interesting. “And your fucking mechanic better make my baby look just like she did before…are you even listening to me?”

I let out a chuckle as we got in the car. “Yeah, I was just thinking that someone needs to stay with you tonight because you refused to say in the hospital for observation. Does MJ work tonight?” I asked, my brow raised high as I pulled away from the hospital.
“Yeah, she’s the close tonight,” Dice yawned. Well, at least the meds they gave her were calming her down again. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Really, it wont be a big deal,” Why was I doing this? I had plans with Val but they didn’t seem to matter anymore. I would reschedule them, all Dice had to do was say the words and I was there. “I need to write lyrics anyway. You wont even know I’m there.”

“Fine,” she yawned again. “But only if you’re buying dinner. And I’m feeling Chinese and Hoarder’s marathon. That TV is going to be my new bitch!”

I nodded as I turned down her street, only to see a familiar black BMW parked in the driveway. “That sly fucking dog,” I chuckled. “I guess he went to get a blonde roast…” The asshole fucking told me he was going to get coffee, not to go hook up with MJ. Though, I had to give him credit.
“Oh, it’s on,” Dice said with a wicked smile as I parked the car. “Ready to see this masterpiece in action?”Oh, this was going to be good!

MJ’s POV

“Well…You have any idea when she’ll be home?” Brian’s deep voice asked as I grabbed the tray of cookies to put in the oven. I simply shrugged my shoulders, finally feeling at piece from my anxiety again. Oh, baking always did the trick when Dice wasn’t around.

The next thing I knew, Brian’s hands were moving over my very exposed hips, pulling me back into his hard member. I bit my lip as I slowly stood back up, feeling his dick throb in his pant through the thin cotton of my panties. Oh, god, he was already making me melt. I relaxed into his embrace just as his lips started to trail up and down my neck. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked between kisses. He was slowly sending my body into a frenzy and I felt the blissful pleasure rising inside me.

A moan escaped my lips as he grazed my earlobe with his tease. He had no idea what kind of effect his mere touch had on me. His calloused fingers were slowly working under the hem of my T-shirt and up to my bra-less breast, creating a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “Oh, Brian,” I moaned just as he gave my nipple a playful squeeze. With a few more seconds of his teasing fingers, I couldn’t take it anymore.

I quickly spun around in Brian’s arms and our lips instantly found each other in a hungry kiss. God, he tasted so good, like something sweet and spicy all at the same time. My hands made their way up into hair as I pulled my body closer to him. Brain was becoming my new drug and I couldn’t get enough. His hands moved down and cupped my ass before scooping me up into his arms. I could feel my aching core against the hard mass in his jean’s, just aching for the pair to meet. “I want you,” he said against my mouth, pulling my hair out of its messy bun and cascading down my back in wet curls.

Brian’ set me down on the island while his hands and lips ravished my body. Somewhere between me unbuttoning his pants and losing my shirt, I felt a deep blush come over my cheeks. Oh, god this was going to be just like me dream but so much hotter. His lips suddenly took my nipples hostage while his spare hand moved to rub my clit. “Oh, my god,” I moaned, not being able to do anything but arch my body into his now fully exposed chest. I couldn’t help but let my naïve eyes scan over his muscles and tattoos as he teased me. He was the simply the sexiest man that I had ever laid eyes on.

His brown eyes looked up at me while sucking my tits, and he slowly pulled away with that unmistakable smirk. However I didn’t, have time to think about it because he suddenly disappeared between my legs, gabbing my ass and pulling more towards the edge of the counter. As his tongue moved on my clit, I moaned in pure pleasure and my finger’s tangled in his hair. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, his fingers entered my tight wet core, curving his fingers to reach that oh so sensitive spot. “Oh…my….” I screamed, throwing my blonde hair back. Brian had magic fingers! I felt my walls clamp down around him as my body was overtaken by that sweet darkness. “Oh, Brian,” I moaned before his lips crashed into mine again.

Within seconds of our kiss, I felt Brian’s dick teasing my entrance. I arched my back and lightly bucked my hips at him, craving his length inside me. His hands moved from the counter to cup my face, undoubtedly both of us totally covered in flour. Without warning, Brian pushes himself deep inside me, causing me to arch my back and moan in pure please. He felt so big and so good inside that I started to claw at his bare shoulders and holding on for dear life as he wildly fucked me against the counter. This time was much different from the first. This was hungry and feverish on both our ends, our animalistic urges craving each other.

“You’re…so….fucking….tight….”He rasped in my ear as I felt my climax drawing nearer and nearer.

Brian sank his teeth into my shoulder and he squeezed my ass as he pumped harder and faster, my moans coming faster and more frequent with each movement. I screamed out his name, throwing my head back as a violent orgasm ripped through my body. I couldn’t control myself as the scratched my nails down his chest in attempts to keep from falling down in the spasms the raked my body.

“Oh, fuck, MJ!” Brain yelled just as his motions became sloppy. Seconds later, he pumped his seed deep inside me before collapsing forward on top of me on the island. “Fuck…that was better than…last…time…” he breathed. His eyes were closed as his head rested on my breasts, trying to catch his breath. “Fuck, what are you doing to me?”

Suddenly his dark orbs were staring back into mine as if he was trying to read my mind. I nervously bit my swollen bottom lip, feeling a bold blush take over my face as his eyes moved from my face and down my naked body. It was only then that I noticed that we were both covered in flour and cookie batter and I burst out laughing.

“What?” Brain questioned, looking at me as I sat stark-ass naked on the kitchen island. I subconsciously crossed my arms over my chest before nodding between us. I guess I felt a little embarrassed to have a man look at me naked the way he did. I cant say that I didn’t like it, but that didn’t stop the blush from coming over my lips.

“We’re a mess,” I giggled, biting my lip and looking down at the floor. I just couldn’t get over the most attractive man I had ever seen standing in front of me in his nearly naked glory. “Talk about a dirty kitchen,” I laughed.

A sexy smirk suddenly pulled over Brian’s lips before he licked him. “I guess we’ll need to clean up then…that is unless you’re done.” I raised a brow at him which only made him chuckle. Without warning, he turned around and turned off the oven and then scooped me into his arms.

“Brain, what are you doing?” I laughed right before his lips crashed down into mine again. I was so taken by the our tongue’s dancing together that I didn’t even register where we were until I felt warm water hit my skin. I moaned into his kiss as he pushed me against the shower wall, his hands once again exploring my curves. What was this magical feeling he had over me?
My hands moved up to pull his hair as I stumbled forward and ended up pushing him into the wall. I looked back at him with shy and apologetic eyes, but I was instantly comforted by the feeling of his arms around my waist. Was he smiling at me? Shit, there I go blushing again. I wasn’t sure what this things was that we were starting but I was really starting to like it. Fuck, if we kept this up, I would need a daily dose of Brian just to satisfy the need he was building inside of me.

Our lips found each other again in a hungry kiss but as soon as Brian pushed his dick inside of me for the second time that day, I heard the bathroom door burst open.

“MJ! Gates! I’m going to fucking kill you!”

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