Page 7 of Sinister
“You know it’s tradition, Mon. I do it every year.” He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me under the water with him.
Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck and hold on to him. This closeness is nothing new, we’ve done this thousands of times, but why all of a sudden does it feel different? Slowly coming to the surface, still wrapped around each other, he stares into my soul.
Holy heck how am I supposed to concentrate when he’s looking at me like he is? So intently that the rest of the world falls away and all I can see is him.
Chaser clears his throat and the moment is gone quicker than it appeared. Removing myself from Rome’s hold, I sink back under the water and swim over to Chaser, splashing him as I come up above the surface.
“Hey!” He laughs as his hair falls in his face. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” he asks me.
Rome moves closer to us but just bobs in the water waiting for my answer. “I’m probably going to order room service and watch a movie in my pajamas.” I wipe the water from my eyes.
“It’s the Annual Banquet Gala. We always go matching and together.” Chaser pouts at me.
Rome moves so he’s shoulder to shoulder to Chaser. “You promised to always go with us.” He pulls the same goofy look as Chaser.
It’s hard to say no to these two at the best of times, but when they’re both shirtless with the sun glistening off the beads of water on their skin, I find it harder to say no. I must be getting heat stroke or something. “Guys!” I whine like a little kid. “Come on, don’t look at me like that.”
“Please?” Rome steps into me and towers over me, his dark gaze locks onto mine and I can’t help but get a fuzzy feeling inside me.
Rolling my eyes at him I reluctantly agree. “Fine, but I’m leaving early.”
Rome pushes me under the water, and I manage to play punch him in the dick as I try to swat his hand away from me. I come up laughing as he hunches over and pretends like it hurts. “You’re going to injure our children here.” He holds on to his balls and steps away from me.
Chaser jumps at Rome, gets him in a headlock and wrestles him backward into the pool. My gaze catches movement at the other end of the pool and I spot Sin and his latest fuck buddy making out disgustingly near the doors for all to see. He has his hands on both her ass cheeks, massaging them, not giving a fuck about anyone but himself.
I can’t help but be drawn into their R rated display as they devour each other, sucking face and groping parts that shouldn’t be groped in public. Sin’s eyes find me in the pool, and he continues to kiss her but keeps his gaze on me the whole time. My insides tighten and a feeling of having a front row seat into his mind at this moment makes me unable to look away. I’m trapped in his sinister stare, pulled in by his hypnotic gaze as his hand slides up under her bikini top and cups her breast.
Movement around me ceases to exist, the noises and splashes of the pool mute as my heartbeat pounds in my head. Tension and the foreign feeling of desire pool in the pit of my belly, slowly making their way to the aching between my legs. Sin winks at me from across the pool before he detaches himself from his fuck buddy, grabs her hand and drags her back inside.
“You okay there, baby cakes?” Chaser swims up to me and follows my line of sight. “You look a little flushed. Here, let me cool you down.” He laughs at me, splashing my face with water.
“Fuck off, I’m fine.” I push at him playfully.
He nods mockingly. “Sure, you are.” He winks, then looks at Rome as he swims toward us.
Rome grips me around the waist, pulling me into him and making me look at Chaser. “Are we all going tonight or what?”
Rolling my eyes because I swear they never actually listen to shit I say. “I already agreed. You have a mind of a goldish.”
He nuzzles into my shoulder, sucking on my skin and no doubt leaving a mark. “Didn’t want you to change your mind after watching Sin so intently,” he whispers into my neck, causing goosebumps to spread down my arms.
“He doesn’t get a second thought let alone the privilege of me changing my plans because of him,” I rebut. But in all honesty, watching him with that girl evoked a feeling of carnal need and want. The fact that no one has ever touched me like that makes me want it even more and I’ll be damned if I go off to college with my V card intact.
Rome squeezes me into him, and I swear I feel his hard dick pressing against my ass for a split second. “Good to know.” Rome lets go of me but not before squeezing my skin extra hard one last time and swimming to the far end of the pool where lanes are cordoned off for laps.
Looking at the time, I know we’re going to be late for the arrival of the special guests at the Banquet Gala. I’m glad Sin had disappeared for the remainder of the afternoon and we three had the apartment to ourselves. We spent the rest of the day watching old school movies and eating junk food.
I walk across the room to the floor to ceiling window that overlooks the marina. The luxury superyachts all lined up ready to whisk away their owners once they’ve emptied their pockets to line Papa V.’s. The twinkling lights lining the boardwalk sway in the breeze as tourists wander up and down the wooden planks gazing at the spectacular view. Even late at night this view never gets old. I’m in no mood to mingle and put up the façade of being the grateful orphan in front of all those rich and connected guests, but I promised the boys I’d go with them as tradition holds. This may be our last one for a few years while we get our own lives in motion.
Glancing down at my black halter neck, silk dress, I wonder if it’s too revealing for the Gala. It drapes over my curves, showing off my huge boobs and ass. I never know what to wear, even after years of attending these sorts of functions. Mama V. always shops for me for these occasions, and I guess if she picked this out, then it must be appropriate. I straightened my hair, and it sits to my waist, covering my bare back. My diamante studded Gucci stilettos are the perfect addition and add a little bit of me to my outfit.
Footsteps echo through the room and I turn to see the two boys in their sharp tuxedos heading toward me and my mouth literally drops to the floor. I don’t know what happened between last year and this year, but they are looking mighty fine. “Damn boys, you both look like distinguished gentlemen.”
Rome eats up the distance between us, his gaze rakes over me and pauses on my cleavage before his eyes collide with mine. Draping his arm around my neck, he pulls me into him, his large hand lands just above the low cut of my dress. His touch sends heat over my skin as I wrap my arms around his waist.
“We both know we’re far from gentlemen.” He grins down at me and a glint of mischief dances behind his dark eyes.
“I never said you were, I merely stated you look like one.” I squeeze him into me and get a shake of his head in response.