Chapter
Six
ACE
W e set up a bonfire down by the lake after we arrived back from the grocery store in town with some burgers to throw down on the grill. My sister and her pesky friends made us stop to pick up some sushi rolls, because their bodies would never look the way they do if they ate burgers .
I almost suggested throwing Carrie on the grill instead for being such an annoying bitch, but I figured she might actually enjoy being my meal for the night. There’s no way I’m ever going back to that.
I've yet to see Scarlett since our little standoff earlier that left me with the worst fucking blue balls I still haven’t been able to get rid of. It’s like the more she fights me, the more turned on I get, and the more I need to have her.
What I want to know is what’s taking her so damn long to come out? I’m just about to head back to the cabin and drag her ass out myself when Bass whistles loudly, calling my attention to Scarlett and Stella heading out of the house.
I’m impressed Little Silver actually got her out of the room. Stella walks over to the group first, but my eyes are fixated on the seductive enchantress walking a few steps behind her.
Dressed in a pair of shorts that perfectly outline her pretty little cunt and a fire engine red top that exposes her deliciously, sensual body and those fucking sexy tattoos across her abdomen. My gaze travels down to her chest saluting the hard nipples poking out from behind her before my eyes connect with hers.
She’s wearing a light sweater I’m sure does nothing to warm her up, so I’d like to think her perky nips are her reaction to seeing me and not because she’s fucking cold.
Fuck, I know they are.
“Fuck, man,” Bass says crashing his chest into my back as he throws his arm around my shoulder. “With a body like that, you better lock that shit down quick or someone, not me, is going to come and swoop her right out from under your feet.”
Scarlett’s eyes connect once again with mine, a shy smirk appearing on her face as she winks at me and heads over to her posse. Her arms wrap around the fucker Kai, her body filling up his arms perfectly, as he swings her around. Once he sets her back down, she turns slowly to look at me, licking her lips before turning back to him. I tug on my jeans, adjusting them, trying to calm my fucking dick before it explodes here before everyone. Fuck, she’s doing this on purpose.
“All right, baby, two can play at this game,” I say to myself, before grabbing a bottle of bourbon from the cooler, and heading toward Carrington.