Page 76 of The Twisted Beats

She sinks into the mattress as I massage her clit with my thumb. I’ve already come, but just looking at her pussy could make me self-combust.

“Fucking hell, Lily. You’re beautiful everywhere.” I lap over her and take my first taste of her sweetness.

She releases a slight groan and spins her hips. Fantastic. She likes this.

Knowing she’s getting into the moment, I lick around her lips and bud until she’s swollen and wet. Her juices are all over my face.

“Callum, you feel so good,” she breathes.

“You taste so good.” I moan and continue eating her deliciousness as I peek up at her.

She’s got her eyes closed and her hands cupped around her breasts. She flicks her nipples with her thumbs as she twists and thrusts into my face.

Fucking hell, she’s so sexy.

She’s ready for more, so I slide a finger into her tight pussy. I don’t think she can take another one at this point. She gasps, telling me I was right. I pump into her gently and slowly.

Once she’s twirling her hips and worked up into a frenzy, I know she’s close. I focus on stimulating her clit with my tongue as I finger her faster.

She tightens around me and shakes. Her legs try to close as she moans and groans.

“Oh, God!” Her walls pulse hard. “Callum…”

I glance up. She’s got the sheets fistedin her hands. She’s coming and I can’t help but smile. The blissful moment is short-lived. Her door flings open.

“Ah, fuck, bro. Sorry for barging in.” Bren sticks his head in but keeps his eyes lowered. “Dad’s home.”

“Bren, what the…” She grabs a pillow and covers herself.

“Cash, get your clothes and your ass in my room now.” Bren turns away but stays in the doorway. “Liv, hate to break it to you, but you’re in deep shit. Get dressed before Dad gets up here and catches you like this.”

With adrenaline shooting up my spine, I jump off the bed, grab my clothes off the floor, run across the hall, and into Bren’s room. He shuts the door behind him as I rush to his bathroom.

Heavy footsteps hit the floor… Dad-weight.

Shit!

Her pops’ voice booms down the hallway. “Livianna Grace!”

Chapter Sixteen

LIVIANNA/LILY

Then

Smoke, Lights, & The Girl He Doesn’t Own

Everyone sees the show. No one sees the girl slipping through his fingers.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I throw the bedding over the mattress as Callum disappears into Bren’s room. I run into my en suite, turn on the shower, and step under the freezing water. “Fuck, that’s cold!”

“Livianna Grace, where are you?” My dad’s furious voice filters into my bedroom.

“In the shower, Daddy. I’ll be right out,” I holler.

“Where’s Cash?”

“I don’t know. I thought they were practicing downstairs.”