Page 26 of Craving Paradise
The night continues in a blur of drinks and beautiful women. Our lounge area over the past couple of hours has filled up with ladies who seem interested in what Daniel and I have to say, which isn’t important.
“Come here,” I beckon with my finger to the gorgeous blonde who has been seductively dancing in front of me all night. She grins before straddling me in the lounge.She’s keen.Her overinflated breasts are calling me—they look like perfect mini pillows spilling out of her sparkly black dress.
I lean forward and rub my face between her cleavage, making her giggle. We both know the game. She pretends to act all coy, but she’s seconds away from asking me to go to the bathroom so we can fuck. Screw going home. Neither one of us wants that. The blonde continues rubbing herself against my dick as she wakens him up.
“I want you,” she whispers into my ear.
See what I mean. “Do you?”
She nods, bites her pouty lip as she reaches down, slides her hands between us, and rubs on my dick.
“I like a big boy,” she purrs in my ear as her teeth nip the lobe.
“You think you can handle all this?” I tease as my hands grip her ass cheeks and grind myself against her.
The blonde moans as those brown doe eyes look down at me with hunger. She’s not as innocent as she wants me to believe, and I can’t wait to find out. I bring her face to mine, and our lips meet in tandem with heat and desire. Our tongues duel for control as the club fades away, and nothing but getting my dick wet is all I can think about.
“Are you fucking serious?” a female voice screeches.
The sound halts us and pulls my attention to where the voice comes from. I see my sister standing with her arms folded, looking disgusted with me.
“Back off, sweetie. He’s mine for the night,” the blonde snips at my sister.
That was not a good idea, but before I have a chance to explain the situation, my sister handles it.
“That’s my brother, bitch, and you are one in the long line of women who have seen his bed. Don’t get too comfortable. Once he’s had you, you’ll be out the door as quickly as he can get you.” She sneers at the woman.
Wow. I sound like the biggest asshole on the planet.
“Come on, girls, let’s find somewhere less skanky,” my sister states, flicking her strawberry blonde hair behind her back before waltzing off in a huff.
Our cousin, Freya, is there too. She’s never far from my sister and shoots a glare at me as she walks past. There’s a guy with them, who looks like a model or something, and he has his arms linked with Ines. Is that her boyfriend? They are too busy chatting away and ignore me. Then my eyes land on the last of my sister’s friends, and I wait to see the scorn on her face until my entire body stills.
What the hell.
No.
There’s no way she’s here, standing right in front of me, looking as shell-shocked as I am.
“Ren?” I call out, picking up the blonde and placing her beside me on the couch as I walk over to her.
Ren’s equally surprised face stares back at me. Those ocean blue eyes widen as if she can’t believe who is before her as she shakes her head. A tiny frown forms across her brow before she flicks it away, and a mask slides over.
She’s dressed in a white mini dress that clings to her body like a second skin. Her raven-colored hair is pulled up into a high ponytail, and I instantly have flashes of wrapping my hands around it as I fuck her from behind. Long tanned legs spill out from underneath the indecent dress, and I clock every man in this room noticing Ren for the first time.
“I think you have me mistaken with someone else,” Ren says before turning her back to me and rushing off to the lounge area my sister has claimed.
What in the actual fuck?
My heart is beating uncontrollably in my chest. Heat rises and fills my cheeks as embarrassment sets in.That’s a first.
I watch as Ren sits down with my sister and her friends, and they pour drinks from the middle of the table. They’re lost in a familiar chatter as if they have done this a million times before.
How the hell does she know my sister?
“Hello, did you forget something?” the blonde asks, tugging my arm as she pulls me back down onto the lounge.
“Sorry, I thought I saw someone, but I was mistaken,” I say, turning my attention back to the blonde for the briefest moment before my attention is pulled over to where my sister and her friends are. I’m positive that’s Ren. Why is she pretending she doesn’t know me? Those blue eyes slide over to my direction before flicking back to the group where she’s taking shots.