Page 89 of Sinful Mates

When it is time for bed, I’m exhausted and fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, Tobias and Theo beside me. I’m glad when the darkness of sleep consumes me, knowing the only thoughts they can pick up on are those of my dreams as I slept peacefully.

When I wake, I’m shocked to find it was still dark outside. I roll, and Theo is reading beside me. I stretch and sit upright before leaning on him. Tobias is still fast asleep.

“Try and go back to sleep, we still have a few hours before work,” Theo says putting his book down and pulling me against his chest. I’m wide awake which is a little unusual. When I check the time on my phone beside Theo. It was four AM.

“I think I will stay home today,” I whisper, trying not to wake up Tobias. Theo pulls his face away; I can tell he wants to know why. Every other time I would normally pitch a fit about not being able to go.

“My mother can meet you at work; is this because you’re nervous about tomorrow?” he said.

I shake my head. “No, I just don’t feel like going.”

“Want one of us to stay with you?” he asks.

My heart skips a beat knowing that it’s not an option.

“No, I will be fine,” I tell him, not wanting him to read too much into my decision to stay home. I feel him nod before pulling me closer and inhaling my scent.

“Well, if you don’t want to sleep, what do you want to do?” he asks. I peer up at him and he has a silly smirk on his face as he waggles his eyebrows. I snort softly before climbing on top of him, my hips straddling his waist as I lean down and brush his lips softly with mine. Theo’s hand in my hair pulls me closer as he deepens the kiss. I can already feel his erection underneath me. Like seriously, do they both just walk around with erections ready to go? I snicker at the thought, and I feel him smile against my lips, obviously invading my thoughts to see what I think is so funny.

He bucks his hips into me, grinding his erection against me. I reach between us and grab him through his boxer shorts. He wastes no time getting rid of them. My hand wraps around the base of his shaft which is smooth and rock hard.

His fingers tug the waistband of my pants down, before fisting them in his hand, I know he is about to rip them off. I quickly stand not wanting him to destroy them.

“What?” he asks when I stand before sliding my pants down my legs.

“I don’t want you to ruin them, they're comfy. Besides, I’m starting to run out of clothes because you keep tearing them,” I say before climbing back on top of him.

“You look better without them.” He chuckles softly before running his hands up my sides and pulling my shirt off over my head. He sits up slightly with his back against the headboard. His lips move to my neck then to my breasts, biting down on my nipple. I gasp at the slight sting before I feel his tongue run along his bite soothing it. I position him at my entrance before sitting, letting him fill me completely. His head goes back hitting the headboard with a thud as he groans at the feel of my walls squeezing him tightly. I giggle as he rubs his head. I move roll my hips, and he places his hand on my sides. Finding my own rhythm, I move slowly, still sore from last night.

My walls clenching him in a vice like grip when I feel my orgasm building, his cock sliding in and out me smoothly slick with my desire. When my orgasm builds and about to tip over, I reach back, grabbing his balls and tugging on them. I feel Theo’s grip on my hips tighten before he moves my hips faster, sending me over the edge, my orgasm washing over me, as my pussy pulsates around him, making him find his own release. I press my head to his, both of us panting, having come down from our high, I felt the bed shift slightly. Theo’s lips tug up as he realizes Tobias is awake.

“As entertaining as that was to watch, it’s my turn,” Tobias says, his voice thick with desire, before I feel his hands grip my waist and rip me off the top of Theo. I giggle as my body is being maneuvered before I suddenly find myself underneath Tobias, his lips going instantly to my neck and his cock sliding into me making him groan against me. I slide my hands through his hair tugging him toward me and bringing my lips to his.

A few hours later

Tobias and Theo headed to work, and I’m relieved because now I can prepare for when Caroline comes over today, bringing her mysterious friend. After packing a suitcase with clothes. I decide to go out to where my stuff is stored in the shed, hoping to retrieve a few pieces that I hold dear from my mother, seeing as I don’t know how long I will be gone for.

I’m rummaging through boxes when a car pulls up. Thinking it is Caroline, I continue to dig through the box looking for my mother’s bracelet. I used to wear it when I was kid, my mother actually did tell me once it was a gift from my father that he had given her.

Finding the bracelet, I quickly put it in my pocket and head toward the door when she steps in front of me. Shocked, I take a step back. What the hell is she doing here?

She is dressed casually today, in her jeans and black tank top. She has ankle boots on, and her long hair is pulled into a high ponytail. I freeze as she step into the small office space in the back of the shed. The room is already cramped with my mother’s furniture everywhere. I take another step back when my ass comes in contact with my grandfather’s table. She glances around before flicking her blonde hair over shoulder, turning her nose up in disgust.

“What are you doing here, Bianca?” I say through gritted teeth. Isn’t it bad enough she condemned me? Now she is here to rub it in my face.

Her eyes snap to me. “I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t decided to run,” she says her lips turning up in a cruel smile. She saunters around the room, looking at all my belongings. I refuse to take my eyes off her; this woman was a snake, and I will never take the chance of turning my back on her.

“You need to leave now,” I say. I’m shocked at the amount of anger behind my words. She peers up at me holding a photo album in her hands.

“I see you have your mother’s temper,” she says while flicking to the next page, my blood running cold before I turn, confused. What does she mean? She turns the pages of the album, inspecting every picture closely before dropping the album on the table with a loud thud.

“Get out, you have no right being here, Bianca.”

“No right?” she says, raising an eyebrow. “This was my home first before you took it from me, exactly like your mother, you are. Always taking things that don’t belong to you. Let’s hope you don’t meet the same end she did.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief, the venom of the words rolling off her tongue, daring me to ask what she is talking about.

“I didn’t steal them, you cheated on them. You did this to yourself. Now get out,” I say, grabbing the closest thing to me, which turns out to be a lamp. Great move, Imogen. You can burn her retinas with its light, I think but still clutch the lamp tightly. She chuckles before walking toward me, stopping just a few centimeters away.

“Did they ever find who ran your mother off the road?” she asks, a triumphant grin on her face.