Chapter 83 The Unraveling
POV Scarlett:
“What the fuck, Ethan, this meeting is…”
“Liam, the time you spend complaining, I could already be suspended between the two of you, while you both impale me. Come, my love, come be the businessman, the scoundard who fucks his employee at the workplace.”
“Scarlett, damn it.” He cursed something else, but I couldn’t hear it, Ethan had taken all my attention for himself.
“You know what I’d like right now?” Ethan asked, taking his cock out, his hands lifting me from the floor, I circled his waist with my legs.
“What?” I questioned. His cock brushed against my entrance, spreading my lubrication between my folds.
“I’d like you to sit on my face, I’d like to lick your soaked pussy, play with your clit with my tongue, until you begged for my cock.” I let out a moan with his unexpected penetration. “But fucking you will have to suffice for now.”
I let out a little scream that was soon swallowed by his mouth, his movements were precise, I rolled my eyes with the immense pleasure Ethan is capable of giving me. He walked with me around the room, soon I felt my back press against Liam’s chest. I turned my face to the side, Liam’s tongue traced from my cheek to my mouth.
“What should I do with our little insatiable one?” His
husky voice so close to my ear made me tighten around Ethan’s cock. “Punish her for making us late? Or reward her for giving us a good fuck before a damn boring meeting?”
“Liam…” I moaned his name, needing him inside me.
“Care to share this pussy, brother?”
“Of course.”
I felt the emptiness from Ethan’s abrupt exit, but soon the void was filled by Liam behind me. Ethan continued to hold me, while Liam thrust into me quickly from behind. My eyes never left Ethan’s, I was trapped in his gaze, feeling Liam’s brutal thrusts. I opened my mouth to release the moans I had been holding back until then.
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The outing with Aria and Noah is amazing, I never imagined I could be so happy. I’m counting the days to tell her I’m her mother, I’ve dreamed of that since I held her in my arms. However, something is missing, and I know what it is. But how can I love and want a man who doesn’t feel the same for me? Holding all the bags with the clothes, I smile happily at my own action, Damian believes I’m splurging with his card, but in reality, I came to the mall to buy clothes to donate to the children’s shelter.
One day I drove past one with Liam that was asking for donations because Detroit’s coldest season is approaching, it touched my heart and I was willing to talk to my boyfriends to ask for help, but it wasn’t even necessary, thanks to Damian’s card. However, I wasn’t a fool and bought my fancy dress for the dinner I don’t want to go to.
“Scarlett, I know we have to leave… But, is that a sex shop over there?” Noah pointed to a black and red storefront.
“I believe so.” I smiled, getting an idea. “How about a few more little purchases?”
“Yes, with the fu…” Noah looked at our daughter who was holding his hand. “Fucking absolutely.” I winked at him and went to make another purchase.
A few minutes later I returned with more bags in my hands, and a scowl on my face. I can’t believe that asshole hung up on me. Enough of being nice, it’s time to make Damian’s life a living hell on Earth, I can’t stand this hot-and-cold behavior anymore.
“Scarlett, did something happen at the store?”
“I’m furious, I’m tired, Noah, I need to know what Damian’s problem is, he wants me, he doesn’t want me, what’s his deal?” I say, frustrated.
I sit next to him in the food court, my eyes burn with the tears that insist on wanting to roll down my face because of Damian. Why don’t I just let him go for good? What still holds me to the illusion that we could be together? Maybe it’s the desire to have my family, to have a home to call my own, after everything I’ve been through, the Blackwells became that for me, they became my family, my companions, my friends, the fathers of my daughter, they became everything I needed and didn’t have, everything I wanted to live and couldn’t. Even though Damian is a complete idiot, he is all that to me, even if he doesn’t see it or doesn’t want to see it.
I need to make him see, I need him to want to see.
“Noah, do you believe Damian feels something for me?” Noah’s eyes locked onto mine, his expression, previously playful with our daughter, changed drastically with my question.
“My brother is an asshole, but he’s not an asshole without reasons for being that way.” I furrowed my brow, not understanding what he meant by that. “Scarlett, I know I’m acting wrongly by even considering telling you something I have no right to, but if I don’t tell you, I know Damian won’t.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Let’s go home, this isn’t a conversation I want to have in front of our daughter.”
“Alright, but first we’re going to the shelter, the children need the clothes.”
Noah nodded, after we got in the car to go to the shelter I did everything on autopilot, thinking about the conversation I’ll have with him soon. The apprehension of what might be preventing Damian from wanting to be with me made the wildest theories invade my thoughts. Will I be able to handle what Noah tells me? It seems I’ll have to find out.