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Our moans fill the air when he enters me in one quick thrust, bouncing my body. My legs wrap around his hips as I lean back on my hands, letting him pound wildly into me.
My breath hitches when his lean fingers wrap around my throat, gently squeezing until my airflow is slightly constricted.
“I fucking love you, Pretty Girl,” he moans, leaning in to take my lips hostage with his.
“I love you, too,” I wheeze, squeezing my eyes shut.
“Look at me,” he groans, forcing my gaze back to him. “That’s it, Pretty Girl. I can tell how close you are. Your pussy is squeezing the hell out of me. So, cum with me,” he begs, biting into my bottom lip, leaving behind the smallest hint of blood.
“I’m cumming,” I cry out as my pussy contracts over his cock, ending his movements with a loud groan, filling the room.
Whoever else is making their way through the funhouse will know exactly what’s going on inside this little closet. If they could find it, that is.
I shudder against Rad’s hold, coming down from the aftereffects of my orgasm. The whole world tilts as I stare into the darkness of his eyes, reveling in the lust sparking there.
“I’m going to just live in your pussy. Little Rad likes his warm home,” he rasps, brushing his lips lightly against mine.
“No,” I laugh breathily, slightly shoving at his chest. “That’s not going to happen.” I groan, leaning into his kiss as he softens inside me.
“I love you, Pretty Girl.”
I stare into his dark eyes, memorizing the moment. “I love you, too.”
“Come on, asshole!” Kieran bangs against the outside again, still unable to find the door Rad snuck us through.
“Think we should head out?” Rad asks, reluctantly pulling out of me with a groan, pouting as he tucks himself back into his jeans.
“Probably. Ly was eager for her cake.” Shit. We fucked inside a fun house while a whole ass party happened outside these walls. I guess that’s the perk of having four guys in my life. They pick up the slack with the kiddo while I get boned within an inch of my life.
Well, when I put it that way…
I’m a terrible fucking mother. Guilt slams into me. This was supposed to be a quick, fun family adventure. And I let myself get caught up…
“You’re doing something funny with your face, Pretty Girl. The one you do when you’re feeling guilty about something,” Rad says, bending down to grab my jeans from the floor. When he looks up, his entire face softens. “You’re thinking something, aren’t you?”
I wrinkle my nose, stepping into my jeans. “I…guess I feel guilty sometimes when I leave her to—” Do things like this. Drink wine with the girls. Go out with Rocco and leave her with Maggie. If it weren’t for my brother’s insistence I have a social life, I’d be a hermit.
“Pretty Girl,” he murmurs, buttoning my jeans and straightening my bra and shirt. “You’re an amazing mother. Even if you snuck off to have a one-on-one session with your boyfriend. She’s probably having the time of her life. Cal has got her. We’ve got her. Ly will never wonder if she was loved and cared for. Sometimes moms have to take care of themselves. Or, let their boyfriend take care of them.” He winks at me, kissing me one last time. “Now, let’s put poor Kieran out of his misery.”
I grin, grabbing his hand as he pulls open the door to the mirrored room. Kieran stands beside it with a frown, shaking his head.
“Walls are thin,” he grumbles, adjusting himself. “And Liv is looking for you.”
“Okay. Let’s go cut some cake,” I say, leading them out of the fun house.
“Oh, thank fucking God!” Olivia shouts with tears in her eyes, throwing her arms in the air.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, searching her concerned face.
She pales. “We can’t find Lyric.”
“What?”I breathe, looking around the park, frantically trying to spot Lyric in the people milling around with their kids. “What the hell does that mean?”
Panic doesn’t even begin to describe the feelings bubbling to the surface. My fingers tremble, unable to stay still. Possibility after possibility runs through my mind. All ending in the worst-case scenario.
“Deep breaths. We think Lyric just went to play some hide and seek,” Olivia says, putting her hands up.
“Whoa. Wait. She was with Cal,” Rad says, pulling me into his side and rubbing a hand up and down my upper arm in support. “Don’t freak out yet, Pretty Girl. Kids do this all the time.”
