reached out and stole my scotch, drinking it down in one hit, her angry gaze locked on mine and her throat bobbing with each swallow.
“You might wanna go easy there, baby doll,” I said in a low voice. “You’re a lot smaller than me and you’re not used to drinking-”
She dropped the empty tumbler down before me and arched a single eyebrow which seemed to very clearly say fuck you.
Everyone else had started on the food but as I pulled a pizza box closer to us, her hand landed on my thigh again and I paused to interpret the words she was spelling out.
Don’t tell me what to do.
I pushed my tongue into my cheek and bit back the response I wanted to give as she reached out and snagged a slice of pizza. She may have not felt comfortable enough to talk in front of my new brothers, but she seemed perfectly capable of moaning in appreciation over the taste of her food.
My body grew rigid as she kept it up, Frankie and Enzo both looking her way more than once while Rocco shot me a knowing grin like he’d had his share of dealing with an impossible woman too. Though the way he looked at Sloan said he definitely thought she was worth the effort.
I forced myself to eat my own food, giving enough of my attention to the conversation to pitch in here and there, but as I didn’t know much about the ins and outs of their businesses I couldn’t contribute much.
When Winter finished eating, she slowly sucked on each of her fingers to clean them off, running her tongue up the length of them and looking anywhere but at me as my dick strained against my fly.
“Looks like you really enjoyed that pizza, bella,” Enzo said to her and the smile she offered him made me want to punch him again.
I looped an arm around her waist and scooped her into my lap, placing her down over the hard swell in my pants and letting it drive into her ass in that too small dress, causing her to gasp.
“Are you trying to torture me, baby doll?” I breathed in her ear, so low no one else would hear it and causing a shiver to run down her spine.
She turned to glance at me from beneath her lashes and gave the tiniest shrug which made a damn growl escape my throat as I tugged her even closer.
She tried to shift back off of my lap but I held on tight, needing to keep her near to me or I was dangerously close to losing it.
Winter huffed in frustration and started squirming in my lap instead, her ass grinding against my dick in a way that made my heart pound. She kept doing it, not obviously enough for anyone else to notice, but she’d lean forward to take a sip of her drink then do it again to place the glass back down. She’d laugh at something that was said and wriggle about way more than necessary or even turn to look at me, swivelling on my cock and making me groan with need as I tried to focus on the conversation going on around us.
Eventually I couldn’t take any more of it and I cleared my throat loudly.
“This has been really great, but I’m falling asleep in my chair,” I said, interrupting the conversation. Rocco and Sloan had been making half serious announcements that they were leaving soon for the last hour anyway and the sun had long since set over the bay. “I think we’re going to head to bed.”
Winter twisted around to glare at me for speaking for her and I just smirked like an asshole. We needed to talk and I couldn’t take any more of these games. If I had to carry her back to my room over my shoulder, I was happy to do it.
“We should go anyway,” Rocco announced, stifling a yawn of his own.
“Shit, being a papa made you so boring, fratello,” Enzo teased as his brother swept River up into his arms and he and Sloan prepared to leave. “I plan on hitting a club. You in Frankie?”
“Sure thing,” Frankie agreed with a mischievous grin on his face. “I’ll crash at your place after anyway. Let these love birds have their space.”
Winter snorted like that was some kind of joke before pushing to her feet and I was forced to release my hold on her.