Seduce Me

Chapter 19—Casey

One month later

“G.T.! Stop it!” I laugh and try to put the potato salad in a big bowl to serve, slopping it all over the place. “They’re all due here any minute.” I screech as his hand wraps around my waist and travels up my shirt gripping my breast. I drop the spoon not wanting to make a bigger mess.

“They can wait.” He growls in my neck. After talking with Dr. Anderson several times a week, I feel much better. More like my old self. She is helping me work through my grief for Mia, even though I’ll never get over her loss. I’m also beginning to release what happened with Jace and Paine. It’s amazing what a month can do. After leaving the clubhouse, sleep got so much better. It comes easily, not that I still don’t have the occasional nightmare, but they are becoming few and far between.

I went back to work at the garage and I think that helped me a lot. Being under the hood of a car always soothes me. I’ve managed to keep up with my classes and actually do pretty well with this online thing. G.T. set up the spare room as an office with a desk for me to study. G.T.’s house feels like our home.

When I initiated sex for the first time after the incident, G.T. pounced and he has not let up a moment since. I thought I would have more of an issue with sex, but talking to the doctor has helped. One day, I just decided I wanted it and it helps me feel closer to G.T. which is something I desperately crave.

“Quick.” I answer turning in his arms and connect our lips.

“You’re here!” I grab on to Blaze pulling her into the house. I didn’t think she would come, even though I invite her to everything. But she’s here and I’m grateful. The brothers and their ol’ ladies have been here for two hours and the booze and food is flowing. I have come to realize that I love throwing parties.

“I’m here.” She says wrapping her arms around me. I do the same, squeezing her soft body.

“Come in and eat.” I pull her into the kitchen and everyone’s eyes in the room land on her. She is very beautiful and the men and women alike can appreciate her beauty. She squares her shoulders and gives small smiles and waves hi with confidence. Even though she has seen the brothers at the club, she doesn’t interact with them often.

“I’m not really hungry and I can’t stay too long.”

“Bull. You stay, eat and have some fun. You need to stop hiding out all the time.” She gives a small smirk but doesn’t respond.

“Beer Pong!” Bubbles, Becs ol’ lady, yells out. I roll my eyes slightly.

“What are you eighteen?” Harlow chastises. “Oh shit… What the hell.” She throws her arms up and stumbles over to the cabinet pulling out a stack of red and yellow Solo cups. She fills twelve of them partially full. “You got a ping pong ball woman?”

“Hell if I know!” I say going to find G.T., who is now sitting outside on the deck with his brothers, Cruz, Becs, Dagger, Rhys and Zed, who all smirk when I walk out. G.T. full out smiles, his eyes locking with mine. “Hey babe. You got a ping pong ball.”

“Oh shit. Really Angel?” I shrug.

“Bubbles wanted to play, Harlow went along with it and now I’m out finding a ball.”

“I’ve got balls for ya.” Dagger says to the side and G.T. growls.

“You wanna keep those fucking balls?” He asks Dagger, who busts out laughing. “Come on babe. I’ll get it.”

We are on our second round of beer pong and shit, Harlow must have practiced. She keeps hitting them all and focusing her fury on me. I’ve had several shots of beer, but still holding strong.

I look across the room seeing Blaze and Tug in what looks to be a serious conversation. Blaze’s hands are moving all around in front of her and Tug’s arms are crossed over his chest, in the I-am-man-you-listen, stance. G.T. does it a lot, so I’m very familiar with it.

I try to read their mouths, but to no avail. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol that I’ve consumed. I want to know, but it really is none of my business.

My eyes flash to the hottest man that I know, my man. His eyes catch mine and I can see them dancing. I wink and he smiles, God I love those damn dimples. I feel the strings trying to connect us and pull me to him, but I also know that if I go, he’ll probably end up carrying me through the house to the bedroom. Not that I mind. I just need to take care of all of our guests.

Life sure has a lot of twists and turns in it. Some you expect and others may devastate. I’m not entirely sure how G.T. and I got to this place, but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

G.T.

“Thank fucking God they are gone.” I slam the door behind Rhys and Dagger, they seem to always be the last ones to leave the party. Which is normally fine, but tonight I have an Angel to be inside.

I turn and march straight towards Angel her eyes grow wide and her breath catches. I haven’t been able to keep my damn hands off of her for more than a few minutes since she let me back in. I fucking love being buried inside of her. She’s my drug, my addiction.

I grab her around her waist pulling her to my body and she gasps, her hands flying up to my chest to hold on. I slam my lips to hers, tasting her cherry lip gloss and eat every bit of it off of her lips. She has made me love cherries. She kisses me back and holds steady, her hands thread through my hair and give it a small tug. I growl.

I cup her ass pulling her up and she takes the invitation, wrapping her legs around my body. I carry her straight to the couch falling down on top of her. My hands travel down her body to the hem of her shirt pulling it up quickly and off of her. Our lips take a small reprieve but continue after the obstruction is gone.

I unhook her black lacy bra, tossing it to the floor and knead her tits as she moans in my mouth. I tweak her nipples and roll them with my finger and thumb causing her back to arch off the couch.

Pulling away, I look down at my beautiful girl. She has her smile back. It seemed to have taken a small vacation there for a while, but whatever Dr. Anderson is doing, is working. She is opening back up and showing me the Angel that I love.

I undo her pants and pull them along with her underwear off in one swoop. She moves up to unlatch mine. “No. Stay.” I stand and remove my clothes quickly lying back on top of her.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, babe.” She nods unable to form words from her lips.

“Yes, please.” She whimpers and moans.

I waste no time and slam home, inside of her, stretching that tight pussy as she screams. Her short nails dig into my flesh and I fucking love it. I crave it. I want her to mark me. I want to make her mine.

After our screaming releases, we barely make it to the bed and drift off into a happy, peaceful sleep.