“I didn’t realize we were about to get sexual in public,” Oscar jokes.
Which reminds me, we didn’t get a chance to discuss the questions I have about Parker’s sexuality last night.
Like if I can watch or not?
Parker must think the same because he sends me a cheeky wink. Seriously who is this guy? Next thing I know he’ll be as cocky as Oscar, and I can barely handle one of him.
“Fuck off O’Shay,” calls Parker, as he reveals his new tattoo.
I take in my work, beyond pleased with myself. While mine is horizontal, Parkers is more diagonal to make sure I could cover that cringy word. If you look hard enough you’ll still see it slightly, but that was always going to be the case without lasering it off first.
The guys around me are all silent. Jaws to the floor, staring at his arm like it’s a brand new one. Kai is the first to move, resting his hand on Parker’s other arm.
“Parker, I’m pleased for you my friend.” A man of few words as ever.
Oscar’s next in line jumping on Parker's back.
“Woo hoo, my boy is winning at life right now,” he laughs.
Before getting shoved aside by Roman. Roman stares at his arm up close for what seems like forever. When he lifts his gaze to meet Parkers, there is a lot of emotion there for his friend. They all know how important this clearly was to him, but Roman feels it for him the most.
“This is real right? No jokes,” Roman whispers to Parker.
I feel like I’m watching a private moment, not meant for us to see, but the others aren’t fazed.
“It’s real, had it done last night.”
Roman rests his forehead against Parkers and cups his cheek.
“You fucking deserve this. Do you understand? This is you taking a part of yourself back. This is a reminder to you, that they can’t take everything, okay?”
Wow. His words hit me deep. This clearly meant more to them than just covering a crappy word up. Parker nods in response with a smile on his face and a single tear trickles down his cheek. I think my tear ducts are about to burst, but I contain myself because this isn’t about me. The fact that something I did has given this level of happiness for Parker, will warm my soul forever.
Roman returns Parker's smile before placing a delicate kiss on his lips. Nothing more, but the connection between them is real. Eyes closed and embracing each other. How are all small touches with Parker so intimate? I’m burning up watching them.
“Parker, who did you even convince to do this?” Roman asks, as he steps back so Parker can get his shirt back on.
Parker doesn’t respond, he just looks straight at me. The gratitude in his stare has me unable to move. It takes a moment before the guys realize what he’s saying without using his words.
“Holy shit baby girl, you did this?” screeches Oscar, pulling me from Parkers stare.
I can only nod in response. All the emotions around me have me stumbling for words. Kai kisses my forehead lightly in thanks for his friend, while Oscar continues.
“Baby girl, can I have one next? Pretty please, ice cream sundae with my dick on top?”
I can’t help but laugh at him as he breaks the heaviness around us.
“Sure thing, just let me get a start on these assignments, okay?”
“Whatever you say baby girl. I just want your hands on me, have you ever tattooed a cock before? I’m open to being your first try,” he grins, while he ducks down, knowing a swing from Roman is coming, and the whole thing just makes me laugh.
Glancing at the time we need to get moving.
“Not to break up the party, but I really need to get to Weaponry.”
No one disagrees and we make our way down. As soon as we step into the lobby Wren’s scowl is there to greet us, along with her bitch friends. Oscar throws his arm around me and steers us around them.
“Fucking bitch,” someone sneers.
I’m close to done with their attitudes. I want to slaughter them all. Make them learn their place instead, but I’m trying really hard to do this Rafe’s way. I just don’t know how much longer I can cope.
Making it outside to the cars I step into a Rolls, and I’m surprised when it's Roman who climbs in with me.
“Take the long way round,” he barks at the driver and lifts the partition.
Fuck.
Is he mad about the tattoo?
It’s Parker's body, I shouldn’t have to run everything by him.
Before I can open my mouth to defend myself, his hand is gripping the back of my neck and pulling me to his lips. He’s not soft with me, not like with Parker. He devours my mouth, keeping complete control and taking all of my air. I’m wound up tight, especially thinking about how his lips had only just been on Parkers. He pulls back slightly.
“You, Princess, have been a very good girl,” he purrs.
Fuck.
His fingers trail up the inside of my thigh slowly, my legs parting for him on their own accord. He’s taking his sweet ass time but finally touches my soaked panties. He teases the outline but doesn’t slip under them.
“Please.”
I’m too needy right now to care that I’m begging. Removing his hand, he pushes my skirt up and rips my panties clean off.
Holy shit.
Before I can complain, he’s thrusting two fingers inside of me, my head falls back and a moan passes my lips. He thrusts a little more then circles his fingers inside me, oh god. I can’t stop my pussy clenching around his fingers, wanting more.
He retreats before I can cum, leaving me frustrated, but he just grins.
“I want your fire Princess, and to get that, unfortunately, I’m going to need to piss you off.”
“Or I can just take what I want,” I rasp.
“Oh yeah, you think I’d just let you?”
“You will.”
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